Sitting in the Mortal World for Tens of Billions of Years

Mountains without water are worthy of the sun and moon. When I first fell into the mortal world, I saw the beauty Floating flowers dance across the mountains The paths between immortals and immortals are also sweet. Heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, locusts pass by One man and one sword at the top of the south sky Immortals and Buddhas forced me to exchange beauty Returning to the mountain in white clothes, I am finally lonely Sitting in the mortal world for tens of billions of years