Feng Yuan came to Panshui River again and watched the river slowly flowing by. He seemed to be calm and not at all calm. He was just used to the uncertainty and fragmentation of the world, and he seemed to be unable to express many emotions at the intersection of sorrow and joy. I had to sit there and watch, it was so colorful, but the loneliness was eternal. , Just like that, he spent his life safely.
Intention: Personal joys and sorrows are drawn by the times