Yu Shibian

[I'm not sure if this counts as wuxia, but it kind of feels like it... Well, I picked wuxia anyway...] Rain veils heaven and earth, and nourishes all beneath the sky. If it comes with thunder, its edge can cleave the open sky. If the rain cuts like a blade, let us honor the masters and friends, roam a thousand miles of rivers and mountains, or shatter them. Laugh at immortality, a lonely, empty valley; sing of lush growth and the rustling dew of the wild onion. Sing and weep with the rain, whistle and chant with the rain, cut through the world's injustices. Only then drink beneath the moon, reflecting people from ages past and present, and drift away.