Snow, Smoke and Rain

In that border where the sky is raging with war and the mountains and rivers are broken, he is like a thin bamboo swaying in the strong wind, but his frail body hides an unruly soul. The troubled times are like a torrent, carrying countless people towards the unknown, but he wants to find a ray of self-light in this chaos and climb to the peak that everyone in the world looks up to. For him, the love between children is like a drop of honey on the tip of a knife. It is so sweet that it hurts the bones and hurts the heart, but it also becomes the gentlest shackles on his way forward. Once you enter the martial arts world, it is as deep as the sea. The rivers and lakes are a web woven by the light of swords and shadows, and a prison forged by fame, wealth and power. But when he achieved success and fame, he turned around resolutely and returned to the quiet mountain forest, as if all his fame was just a passing cloud. No one's true love makes the years worthwhile.