Proposition II the Wine Swordsman

The wine gourd hangs diagonally on the waist, and the sword spikes flutter in the wind. He was drunk and dim, but his sword skills were magical, and he killed all the demons while laughing and cursing. After drinking a pot of turbid wine, I wandered for half my life, with a three-foot green blade guarding the right path in the world. Beneath his slovenly appearance, he hides a hot and chivalrous heart, and the world calls him the "Drunken Sword Fairy". Use wine as your friend and the sword as your soul. He lay drunk in the world of mortals but his heart yearned for the light. When the sword was unsheathed, all evil spirits disappeared. He does not admire powerful people, is not afraid of powerful enemies, and only acts chivalrously and righteously with a passion for justice. This drunken swordsman uses the most free and easy attitude to explain what a true "immortal" is.