"The concubine of the dead body is above the Yan Pavilion of Xu Heng, and the person who makes the words is waving under Peng Ci."
When compiling history in troubled times, the pen is like a blade.
It is neither official nor historical, but it uses blood as ink to write the truth about the mountains and rivers.
This body can be imprisoned, but this will is immortal.
In the dark night of history, two souls used blood as ink to write a line of "no regrets".
There are always people who leave a light for the truth in the darkness.
Intent: Love and historical ideological and theoretical development