This is a story about the gentle night breeze, without much passion and excitement, only the growth of a person. Growth is the only way for every young man to go through. There is confusion, frustration, and unyielding courage. So what if he is a saint, please come down to earth. Don't be anxious, just sing and drink, use your sword to fight, and turn the world upside down. A sword that reaches thousands of miles will ask the sky, and the spring and autumn will be full of joy!
