On the night when Yuwen, the capital of the Su Kingdom, fell, I was rescued by my master after I fainted, but the two of them did not come back. From then on, I only did three things every day: hunting, drinking, and painting. Every time I get drunk, I will dream about them, like that day when we were drinking in Shangyang Tower and comparing arrows... Jue, brother, I will wait until I can't draw my bow enough, I can't get drunk enough, and I can't hold a pen anymore.
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