Ten years have passed.
I once imagined that three thousand guests were drunk with flowers in the courtyard, and fourteen continents were cold with a sword. I also imagined that I was riding a horse and leaning on a leaning bridge, and that the buildings were full of red sleeves.
But now that the world has changed, everything has changed. I have been drained of my inner elixir, abandoned my martial arts, and driven into the secular world, without any chance of immortality.
Purpose: Don't forget the sunshine among the cliffs