A Cup of Wine in the Jianghu

Someone once asked me what the jianghu is. I thought for a moment, then gazed at the sunset in the distance. The jianghu is a lone silhouette beneath the setting sun, people driven from their homes, half a bowl of leftover wine on a table. The person then asked where the jianghu was. I smiled and looked into the distance. Everything within sight is the jianghu. Everyone there has a story; two people together make a jianghu of their own.