Literary version:
There is never a shortage of stories in the world of martial arts.
That day, I stood in the story and looked back.
The dark eyes of the young man in white reflected my innocent and young face.
I think of that young man, leaning towards me in the midst of the fighting, as warm as ever.
I stretched out my hand and touched the corner of my clothes, which was as red as blood.
Who gives me a love, and I give a journey of happiness to whom.
Bad version:
He is a gentle and elegant young man who is praised by everyone.
He is a ruthless devil in the eyes of the decent.
He is a handsome young man in a blue shirt.
He touched the corners of his eyes. His eyes were clearly hurt, but he smiled: "This injury finally became the mark you gave me."
He didn't look at her, leaving only her back: "You won. So I let go."
He put on the mask and his fingers trembled slightly: "Everything is as it was when we first met."
Nothing is like seeing it for the first time.
Drama version:
The martial arts treasure Sujian disappeared from the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple. At the same time, the Silver Flower in the Snow, which is said to contain treasures from the previous dynasty, reappeared in the world. The situation in the world has changed. I was innocently involved in the center of the world, died, deceived, betrayed, and walked towards the center of the truth step by step.