In a flash of realization, he throws off his en-cumbering hair clasp, and with an easy mind he himself withdraws into reclusion in the forest. He builds a simple hut among the pines and bamboo, and from then on lives with the clouds before his door and walks empty-handed in the green woods, his clothes strewn with fallen flower petals.
草堂東有泰山松，南有洞庭月的明朝人陳繼儒，他老人家，累了，投床酣睡，腆著肚子在松風輕撫中悠悠入夢就罷了，還要告訴人家松風乃無價之寶，「終朝醉花露，無價賣松風」。