The grievances between Song and Liao are not over yet, and the road to the rivers and lakes is long and smooth. The crazy knight in Shu laughed at Confucius, and the sword of the cold moon reached the sky. The wind blew the setting sun, the boat crossed alone, and the water flowed into Xiling thousands of miles high. Young disciples are old in the world, and they have never seen the wind and frost.
