The long and melodious sound of Hu is just asking for a smile from a beautiful woman; the pen hanging high in the world is asking for my name to be known to the world; the three-foot sword in hand is asking for all evil to be wiped out; the riverside has been silent for three thousand years, but it is just asking for a startling glance. In the rivers and lakes that seem to be as peaceful as still water, there are countless demons grinning in the darkness, ready to move; and there are countless immortals pointing out the world in the sunshine, with high-sounding powers. And what about the world? Work hard all your life and then pass away in a hurry? It shouldn't be like this! Ever since, some people have reached the point of no return. In the wind and frost, the young man may not remember what he looked like when he was young, but he still remembers this sentence: The road ahead is bumpy, so go slowly. In the mountains, in front of the Autumn Water Pavilion, I will wait for you and listen carefully to the sound of falling feathers.
Intention: I am chasing desperately, but I still can't reach the bright moon in the sky