Beautiful things are difficult to last for a long time and are always easy to dissipate. I sigh in regret. There are causes of hardship, sorrow and troubles, and you can even encounter warmth when you turn sadness.

The old constrained people could not bear to let go, and the words of the paper were sent to the wind. I had no thoughts and had no time to be at ease in the past, and the joy of the mountains and rivers was filled with joy.
Chapter completed!