The white dust arises at the end of time, walking alone in the rivers and lakes, making no rash moves or speaking rash words.
Yi Chengan was born in wealth and honor, surrounded by stars. He raised his eyes and looked around at the vastness of the universe. The sun, moon and stars were all at my disposal.
What kind of waves will these two people with very different personalities stir up in the turbulent world?
Look, the distant mountains are long, the clouds and mountains are chaotic, and the mountains are green at dawn.
Intention: What Bai Chen has always pursued is just a thatched cottage and a cup of tea, that's all.