It was the morning of a new day, and the dew was dripping from the eaves to the ground, just like rain, because the night was cold. There is also the sunlight shining on the damp walls or rock walls, reflecting not very strong light, but it is dazzling from a distance, and up close it is an ordinary water droplet set on the wall.

In the window, one hand stretched out, and the other hand was holding a teacup, drinking tea at the corresponding temperature to keep the skin warm. With a long robe and long hair, the old man who is nearly half a hundred years old is enjoying the early morning and is reluctant to leave for a moment. Looking at the clouds, the wind, and the sun in the distance, without squinting or blinking, is simply amazing. Among the mortals, there are ......

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