Tianya Qinke

An elegant person is a gentleman and a gentleman, his virtues are unrivaled and his kindness is never forgotten. The master said that the harp in the East Mountain bursts the water of the Tangtang, the harp in the West Lake stirs up the fierce wind that disrupts the city, the flute in the southern forest brings down the sharp thunder from the sky, and the flute in the northern desert introduces the roaring sand waves in the sky. The Hujia weeps and the strong man mourns. The unjust souls of elegant scholars cry out for blood, and their elegant tunes disappear into the dust. "Master, when can we go home?" "The moment you see the spirit lamp light up, it's time to come back." Therefore, I am willing to embark on this road of "translating elegance", shooting geese, diverting rivers, entering trees, flying at night...