Chang'an Flower in Dream

It's a long journey out of Sanqing, into rivers and lakes, into temples, conquering battlefields, and slaying evil dragons. The only companion is the sword. With the sword, poetry and wine, I enjoy the rivers and lakes. Despite the vicissitudes of life, I still have a world in my heart. Many, many years later, Lin Zijun was sitting on a wicker chair with no one around him, watching the people coming and going in front of Sanqing Temple, and white snow began to fall from the sky. If he could, he just wanted to go back to that year and be a young man riding a horse to see all the flowers in Chang'an.