It was an age of prosperity, and an age of decline.
It was an age of beauty and romance, and an age of cruelty.
There were shameless writers, and there were patriotic men of letters.
There were pioneers concerned for their country and its people, and revolutionaries ready to risk everything.
There was glittering splendor, and there was cannon fire without end.
There were beauties of a golden age, and heroes of a time of chaos.
Zhao Hanying felt she was ready.
Let her face this splendid youth and magnificent land with grace.
Draft in progress. Coming in May, please wait patiently.
