Martial arts is like a mirror, reflecting the appearance of the soul.
When hardness and softness collide in the flames of war,
When persistence and transcendence blend in the times,
The two women use their bodies to cut through the shackles of the world.
She is the rock, guarding the immortal fire in the smoke;
She is like flowing water, tempering her world-shaking edge in loneliness.
For ten years in the spring and autumn, in the Chisu room facing each other across the sea,
Hiding a deeper obsession than the art of war,
A longing that lasts longer than breathing.
Until that day, two black Taoist uniforms intertwined in a foreign martial arts arena,
They finally understood——
The real "Aiki",
It turns out to be the resonance between soul and soul,
It crosses the beacon fire and the vast ocean,
The martial arts of love.
It's just because I feel that you look back on me that it makes me think about your days and evenings.
This is not only a martial arts legend,
It is the most thrilling acquaintance in troubled times.
Intention: Just looking back at you makes me think about your morning and evening.
[Ao Guang Fan] Wedding in Dreams
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