Qingyun Road, Yantian

The sixty-mile mountain road is windy and rainy, and the room is open to cold nights. The road to the government examination for Shen Yan, a poor scholar, is difficult every step of the way. There are no carriages, horses, servants, no fine clothes and food, only a loving mother's needlework, a weak sister's wild dates and a belly full of poems and books. Neither humble nor arrogant, calm and self-possessed, relying on talent and learning to establish a world, and striving for fame with original intention. The inkstone is the road, and the blue clouds are the direction. Let's see the young man go up against the wind and write his name.