The Sun and the Moon Are Shining

One afternoon four years ago, after I watched the early version of the movie "A City of Golden Armor," I suddenly had some indescribable creative impulse. During those days, I followed the crowd to class in a daze every day, while imagining my own works in class. Some fragmentary fragments were recorded in various note-taking places of mine. So that every time during the final exam, I could only hold the fancy notes that I had scrawled on myself and smile to myself. This should be regarded as a tragic story in an absolute sense. Taking the most turbulent Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period in history as the virtual background, the grievances between several tribal kingdoms were passed down to their descendants like genes. However, from the beginning of its birth, hatred has been like the Sword of Damocles hanging high above everyone's heads. It not only requires the characters in the story to justify their endless cycle of revenge, but also deceives themselves and others for their human weakness of emotions and desires. There are only two ways in which the conflict is finally resolved: one is that the opposing parties tend to unify, and the other, more tragic, is that both parties to the conflict are destroyed together. Unfortunately, as a tragic story, this work has no choice but to choose the latter ending. Four years have passed. During this period, I have been blushing with regret for many young and ignorant recklessness. But the original motivation for creating this work still makes me deeply grateful. In the past four years, my life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and my conception of the content of this work has also changed beyond recognition. I always felt that my way of expression was not enough to take on the heavy responsibility of allowing a natural birth, so for four years I waited with all my energy for the day when I could accumulate more experience. But the monotony of life itself is far beyond my personal ability to resist. When I found that I had begun to follow the lazy style of the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, living comfortably, I rekindled the longing to write it down. As mentioned before, this work was destined to be a finished product full of loopholes long before it was written. But when we see that the unified version of the Bible that was originally popular around the world has been rewritten again and again in new editions, what else can we say? I would like to end this introduction that is as boring as the weather by quoting what the writer Yu Hua said in the postscript to "Brothers"—— "Writing is so wonderful. Starting from the narrow, you often write about the broad, and starting from the broad, you write about the narrow. This is exactly the same as life. People who start from a broad road are often desperate, but people who start from a narrow path can reach the distant horizon. So Jesus said: You must walk through the narrow gate."