Carefree, Leisurely, There Are Thousands of Adventures in Dreams

A mouthful of water from the hairtail fish seems to give me special abilities. The cornerstone of a magnificent future is really a blue stone. The starting point of all experiences is really a few scraps of paper. The possibility of insight into the fog is the white ring on the chest. In my dreams for thousands of years, endless adventures have appeared. Who knows that I am an immortal in this world? "When can this broken ball be broken?"