They All Say That It Is Good to Cultivate Immortality

"Master, why does the dark night turn white?" "Because it's dawn." "Then why does day turn to dark again?" "Because it's dark" "What are those twinkling things that can be seen everywhere after dark?" "Maybe it's a trace left by someone passing by." "Master, is this old man the rooster that never crows, or is it the squirming rice on the ground, or is it the howling stone next to it, or is it something else?" "It doesn't matter who your master is, what matters is what you will be in the future." The young man lay half-ly on the eaves, looking up at the starry sky with no sun during the day and no moon at night. Then he looked down at the chicken cooked by himself under his clothes, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.