The cold wind swept through the forest, and the dead branches wailed mournfully.
Xu Qi 'an looked at Xu niannian, whose clothes and black hair were dancing in the wind, on the stone-paved path. His cousin, who was so good-looking that it made people jealous, looked like a fairy who had descended to the mortal world.
He pointed to a waterfall in the distance and introduced, " this is the place where a senior of the Academy comprehended the Tao. There is a stone tablet by the waterfall, which records the life of that senior.
There was a lack of water in the winter, so the waterfall was thin and weak. It rushed into the pool listlessly, and the water was so clear that one could see the bottom.
There was a stone tablet beside the pond, and a bronze man was sitting cross-legged in meditation. The stone tablet was inscribed with the life story of a scholar named Qian Zhong. This person was born 600 years ago, and he was active during the founding of the DA Feng dynasty.
