A World of Martial Arts, Too

What is the jianghu? Is it the carefree realm in Zhuangzi's words, "Better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to keep each other alive with a little moisture"? Is it the turbulent, rain-swept world in Huang Tingjian's "A cup of wine in the spring breeze among peach and plum blossoms, a lamp in the night rain of the jianghu for ten years"? Is it the remoteness and desolation in Fan Zhongyan's "When far from the court in the jianghu, one worries for one's ruler"? Or is it the world of settling scores and living freely in Gu Long's "Wherever there are people, there is the jianghu"? Who in this world can explain it clearly? I truly don't know. Here, I only wish to show you another jianghu.