Earth Immortals are cultivated from a blessed land, Heaven Immortals move to and fro from the divine mountains. I have a stalk of plum blossom, and I shall maraud the Will of the Heavens with it!...
Living for the forest, I'm happy when glory approaches. Living for precious herbs, I'm lavish when brandishing greens. Even if I'm a root of a small herb, I do not need to be envious of the big imposing tree, towering to the sky. I can still grow vibrant. A Druid's mind, that is my nature....