Qingyun's Thorn

The young scholar is full of energy and writes passionately to dream of mountains and rivers. A layer of fog comes and a layer of mist comes, and the moonlight on the flower fields disappears. There is no need to worry about the beautiful scenery of the rivers and lakes, the clouds are floating freely on the mountain tops. The road ahead is long and full of thorns, and Qingyun may be able to stab them with a sword.