I loved watching martial arts since I was a kid
I am a fanatical admirer of Jin Yong. I was once obsessed with Cologne. I also watched Wen Ruian and Huang Yi.
But it was Liang Yusheng who really melted in the blood and felt joy and sorrow for those characters.
Mr. Liang may be too bookish, the plot is not ups and downs enough, the excessive use of poetry is a bit sour, and the description of martial arts is too simple.
But when I think of martial arts, what immediately comes to mind is Zhang Danfeng's handsome figure riding a white horse, Jin Shiyi's elongated shadow in front of Li Shengnan's tomb, the white-haired witch galloping outside the Great Wall, and the unspeakable melancholy in the sound of martial arts prodigy Tan Yu playing the flute~
I cannot be as elegant as Mr. Liang, so I can only use a clumsy pen to try to describe the person who lives in many contradictions.