That year, the silver sand was long and the red plum blossoms were fragrant. The man was dressed in white and his appearance was beautiful, which made the red plum blossoms in the snow even more charming.
"General Gu, what is your heart's wish?"
"My heart's desire is that the country will always be prosperous, the mountains and rivers will always be clear, and the people will be safe and sound."
"Then General Gu is indeed a hero praised by the people. He will always keep his heart close to the people."
"Then I dare to ask Mr. Yuji, what is your heart?"
The man raised the corners of his mouth casually, playing with the wine cup in his hand, but his eyes were a little serious.
"I don't have General Gu's feelings of concern for the country and the people. I just hope that when the dust settles, I can find a geomantic treasure land, enjoy red plum blossoms and white snow, cook cranes and burn harp, wouldn't it be beautiful?"
When thousands of miles apart, he resigned and went into seclusion.
The snow and ice are falling, guests come to visit, and the white clothes and red plum blossoms complement each other.
"General Gu is really unjust! You actually want to monopolize this geomantic treasure?"
"Then stay."
Intention: There is a place in everyone's heart that is as pure as the snow in Kunlun. That is the power of all your beliefs.