Heaven and Earth · Panshan – Epilogue: Love · Mountain
In his twilight years, the aged Qianlong, even as he basked in the adulation of countless subjects, could not forget that poem from his youth—when he first beheld Panshan. Driven by a lingering sense of loss, he ordered his people to tirelessly restore and maintain the mountain’s temples. In his old age, Pan’er trudged, halting yet resolute, along the winding path that led to the summit, raising within his heart a temple of his own. All the past and all the lives yet to come, it seemed, were but the fleeting bloom of an ephemeral flower, patiently awaiting its moment. He asked the Buddha, he asked this mountain: though we may never meet, still, he felt no loneliness.
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