The Wind Rises in the Late Ming Dynasty 1627

The tide rolled up the dream, and the young man was shocked back to the Ming Dynasty. A roll of green shirt fell to the end of the sea, in the wind and rain of the first year of Chongzhen. The salt and dust are bitter, the fishing nets are cold, and the fireworks of the world are devastated. Who can turn chemistry into a blade and break through the obstacles of the apocalypse? The white salt is like snow, the soap is as fragrant as orange, and the skillful hands secretly change the sun and the moon. Tigers are hidden in the market, dragons are hidden in the county offices, and scholars hold wind and thunder in their sleeves. The surging Oujiang River, the moonlight shining on the flower house, after the first encounter with a pipa song. Is it the look of an old friend, meeting each other after a lifetime but being speechless? He came from the sea with technology and courage, In the dusk when the dynasty is about to collapse—— Boil the sea with twilight, and weave the wind and clouds with strategy. This is an internship that spans four hundred years. It is also a romantic poem about survival in troubled times and the light in the dark sea. The wind and rain are coming and the Ming Dynasty is coming, waiting for him to write a pen to restore the world.