The world's heroes come out of our generation, and once they enter the world, time rushes them. In the midst of chatting and laughing about the great ambition and hegemony, life is a drunken experience. Raising his sword and riding astride, he swung the ghost rain, causing bones as white as a mountain bird to fly away in fright. The world is like a tide and people are like water. Only a few people return to the rivers and lakes.
