The living lotus is worshiped again and again, and all kinds of causes and effects are saddened again and again.
I searched from the bottom of the mountain, and when I first woke up from the dream, I had reached the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain.
The wind is like a thin blade, cutting with a rustling sound.
"Li Wusheng, you are about to die."
"I came here to die."
I laugh at the gods when I'm drunk on the mountain, I wake up in the cool breeze and wear my hairpin.
Concept: The materialization of sin and the dawning of light