Heavy snow blankets Nanshan.
Miaoshan, far away in the East Sea, plays a melody on her zither in a pavilion beneath the rising moon and stars. She lifts her eyes toward the Central Plains.
Miao Qianshan stands atop a peak in Qinchuan, folding away his paper umbrella. Lowering his gaze, he thrusts the long sword at his side into the Sword-Sinking Pool.
The heavy snow returns to the mountains, but the people do not.
Theme: You are the Dragon Head. The Dragon Head was never meant to have feelings.
I like this article written by the teacher very much. The writing style is very good and gentle. It is very refreshing to read. Before I clicked on it, I thought that the love and hatred in the world were deep, thick, passionate, and mixed together. But when I clicked on it, I found that it was not the case. Although each carried his own firm pursuit. They walked their own way but gently, like a snowflake falling in life, but in fact it also made a sound when it fell. They were flesh and blood. The good description made me immersed in the story and made me observe from the side. I like the words you wrote and the words you told about them.
I really like the conversation between Miao Shanyin and Miao Qianshan in the snow. At first, I thought they were on the same journey. One thing was missing in the sound of the piano, and there was something missing in the swordsmanship. So I took it for granted that when Miao Shanyin came to the Tianfeng League in the snow, they would be a pair of beautiful people who combined their swords into one, using their swords tenderly and tempering their swords with love, because everyone could see it. They are in love, and the most family-friendly ending is for the two to join forces to prove the way of justice, but that seems a bit too cliche, so I like their conversation very much. It is unexpected but reasonable. They are actually not the same travellers. There were already signs when they first met, but no one is wrong about their differences. When I read this, I couldn't help but nod my head and said that this is what martial arts should be like in my mind. What I like very much about martial arts novels is its helplessness. Gratitude, hatred, responsibility, and power are all topics that cannot be avoided in martial arts. They often allow people in them to have their own ways. Although the ways are different, they are not divided into right and wrong, good and evil, and they can't help but understand each other. Then we had no choice but to part ways due to fate, so no matter what happens in the future, no one can be blamed, because everyone is walking on the path they think is right and ushering in the ending that suits them best. Therefore, in this melting pot of heaven and earth, people divide and reunite, and the world's disturbances are all tainted with a hint of helplessness. ——When people are in the arena, they can't help themselves. I deeply agree with Mr. Gu Long's description of "jianghu", and I feel that this feeling is completely captured in your book, Baby!
The writing skills are really great! But the story is too short. It would be better if it could be expanded and detailed to make it longer!