Jianghu doesn't believe in tears, so what is Jianghu? Mu Ran also asked herself deeply
The idle clouds and wild cranes indulge in the mountains and rivers; they pick chrysanthemums in Nanshan and return home carrying a hoe under the moonlight.
Or hold a sword on the battlefield, enjoy grudges, and compose a song to be free and happy?
I wanted to travel around the world in a low profile, but I didn't want to be able to escape from all the disputes.
The east is white, the sword cuts through the sky,
It doesn't matter if I'm a daughter, you can overthrow the world, who else can you give me if you have three thousand weak water?