Human Fireworks Accompany the Return Journey

Lin Jin, the Marquis of Zhenbei, has been fighting for ten years, fighting through the wind and snow at the border, but he gradually feels that the court is decayed and his son is disheartened. One night when I saw the old battle armor covered with snow in the capital, I suddenly recalled the smoke and smoke of eating roasted potatoes in front of the stove in my hometown with my wife when I was young. He resolutely gave up his title, put on a raincoat and walked over the moon to return home. In the dim lights of a distant village, his wife was holding a lantern and sweeping away the snow, waiting outside the wood door, while his favorite ginger tea was simmering on the stove. The smoke of gunpowder has cleared, leaving only the fireworks in the world to warm up the vicissitudes of life, and he is still the same young man when he returns.