Ming Dynasty Scholar

Reciting poems and singing antiphons to the wind and the moon, he becomes a scholar with no use at all. He abandoned his pen and joined the army to fight in the four frontiers, chasing death and chasing the Yin Mountains in the north. With the wine in my hands, my dear girl, I climb high and look into the distance, thinking about the eternity. Whoever dares to disobey the true dragon's order will be riddled with bones and no one will sigh. The mountains and rivers of the ages are easy to change, and all living beings are like dreams. Where can books record magnificence? Only fame can be written in seal script. The life of a scholar or this is the dream...