A high mountain, a clear spring, an ancient pine, a stone table, a pot of fragrant tea, a dying old man, a handsome young man.

The young man stared at the old man for a long time, and suddenly asked, "How long will I have to wait?"

"You don't have to wait any longer. The old man smiled and said, "Because this is already your rivers and lakes." "A ray of sunset, a tired horse, a broken sword, a delicate young man.

The boy clutched the ugly, mutilated sword, as if it had become the whole of his life, and his eyes, which should have been bright, were filled with deep sorrow, did he have some unspeakable pain, or did he have some sad past?

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