Listen to the Spring Rain in the Small Building

I lay drunk in the small building listening to the spring rain, and the heroic feelings of the rivers and lakes came to my mind. Don't laugh at the courageless scholar who abandons his pen and picks up his sword to be the enemy of thousands of people. Heroes emerge from troubled times, and life is played out in rivers and lakes. There are armored generals who ride their horses to kill the enemy, and there are also the little foot soldiers who fight to the death for their loyalty. There are also scholars who write and receive advice, and ordinary people in the market also have lofty sentiments.