The City Is on Fire

The word says: The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right or wrong, success or failure turns to nothing: the green hills are still there, and the sunset turns red several times. The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the Nagisa River is used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A jug of turbid wine brings happiness to each other: many things in ancient and modern times are all discussed with laughter. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.