Drunk, I remember a life of sorrow. In armor of iron and silver, I stood firm at Mount Dingjun. One sword once shone across the nineteen provinces, its chilling light still undimmed to this day. I awake from a grand dream to emptiness and silence, longing for half a lifetime of freedom and ease. Yet life is full of hardship. I raise my cup to the moon and look back on the past. When life goes your way, enjoy yourself to the fullest; do not let your youth be lost to sorrow.
When everything is gone, what will you choose to do?
See how Li Taibai rises from nothing, and goes from having everything to having nothing. Such is life; such is the world of martial arts.
