The young man in red clothes rides wildly on horseback, and the beacon smoke rises, marking all directions. The country is stained with blood and dominates the rise and fall of troubled times. The shadow of the sword, the light of life and death, the battle reputation is unparalleled in the world.
When the king comes to the world, his temples are stained with frost, he is a prosperous emperor, and the night is desolate. Changle is still young, and the lonely shadow is wandering alone. The clouds and rain cover my empty hands, sighing, and my soul is broken.
——[Jiang Chengzi, Prosperous Times in Troubled Times]
Intention: The goal is ahead and the road is at your feet.