Iron Kite

This is the most beautiful era. The world is unified, the world is at peace, and the foundation of the dynasty is in the ascendant. This is the most desperate era. All the heroes are destroyed, the heroes are tied up, the yellow bells are abandoned and the cauldrons are thundering. This is the rising sun in the sky when famous ministers and generals are in high spirits: Standing in court, he stood up to the court and spoke out in defense, his body clanking with pride. Those who are talented in both civil and military affairs are able to open up territories through generals and ministers, and are full of ambition. This is the long night of hesitation for a poor nobleman: Aristocratic families have donated grain, and it is easy to get shortcuts to Zhongnan; The handsome man in Kusano has fallen into ruin and buried his head in his desk, leaving only two white hairs on his temples. Drunkards are singing wildly and dying, celebrities are chanting about the five lakes, and businessmen are traveling on boats on the sea. At this time, the world is prosperous and charming, and the stars are galloping. The powerful fields are connected to the vast distance, barbarians are dormant and living in all directions, and the remaining people are looking sideways with swords in their hands. At this moment, the storm is coming, and the rivers and lakes are boiling. No one noticed that a common man from a border county was singing loudly: "A man must be strong and keep many companions. A kite flies through the sky, and a flock of birds waves in both directions." Spread your wings and fly!