When my eyes and nose were bruised by the gangsters, the man held a silver sword and knocked them down with just a few moves. He stretched out his hand to me and I was rescued.
I was brought back to Qingzhu Xiaozhu by that man. I worshiped him as my master. The master and the apprentice depended on each other. They lived a plain and happy life. I once thought privately that we would be together like this forever...
But everything was broken, one sunny afternoon...
Intention: In life, gains and losses are impermanent.