Mengyingjianghu

A sword, a pot of wine, whether to live an ordinary life in obscurity, or to show off one's sharpness and leave a mark of great significance. People's hearts are sinister on the rivers and lakes, whether to cause a bloody storm due to pleasure and grudges, or to hide in the market and just be a spectator in the world. The world's heroes come out of our generation, and the years rush them as soon as they enter the world. While talking and laughing about the great ambition and hegemony, life is a drunken experience. He raised his sword while riding astride and swung the ghost rain, causing bones as white as a mountain bird to fly away in fright. The world is like a tide and people are like water. Only a few people return to the rivers and lakes.