"The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like angry waves, the mountains and rivers are inside and outside Tongguan Road, looking at the Western Capital, I hesitate..." "The west wind blows in the ancient road and the horse is thin, the sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world!"
A song "Goat Slope" sings the desolation on Tongguan Road, but there is no running water or homes here, only rows of coal and broken walls... The road is an ancient road, the wind is from the west, but my horse is not thin, but looks a little tired. There are still people living in these broken houses. These people are very thin, with protruding ribs, and they are half-naked - even the women are no exception. There is a hungry look on their faces. They look at me with a strange look, which is full of hunger, desire, and fear; like a group of hungry wolves looking at a tiger that is devouring its prey. They were hungry, but I had food, and I knew that if it hadn't been for the sword at my waist, they would have pounced, snatched and eaten my food, my horse, and maybe... Me!
I hesitated for a moment, jumped off the horse, and swung my sword...