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Many years later, Nie Chen looked at the broken sword in his hand and looked back at the past. In order to chase the unreachable clouds on the horizon, he was trapped in the quagmire of the troubled times and could not extricate himself. Suddenly I understand that maybe what I can't get is not necessarily the best, but what I have now is more worth cherishing. The young and old man, looking at the few white hairs on her temples blowing in the wind, felt that the best time in her life had quietly slipped away. The breeze brushed her cheek and blew into her ears, telling peace and the eternal tranquility that is waiting for us. Back when there was no Qingshi Township and no Yan State here, the breeze in our ears was blowing gently like this. It is still blowing slowly now. When we are no longer alive, it will still blow in this indifferent way. This constancy, this complete indifference to the life and death of each of us, may hint at eternal salvation... I understood the "Tao" in an instant. Look at this troubled world again, look at the contention of all the schools of thought in the world, and see that everything in this world is beautiful.