The Greatest Realm

With a laugh, I stride out the door, while winds scatter flowers for a thousand miles. In this world, some stand with blades in hand, boasting aloud, “I do not begrudge the ancients for being beyond my reach. I begrudge them for never having witnessed my madness!” Others lie with swords for pillows, murmuring in their dreams, “I ride the clear wind and brush past the clouds, content to roam free in this mortal world.” One can throw a punch so fierce that an entire city vanishes. Another can simply raise both hands and turn the energy within their body into the Five Great Mountains, hanging them all upside down! Let the grime of the world settle in your heart. A storm will come and wash it all away! In a dilapidated little town, a child with hair tied in two tufts and reddened eyes picked up the twin cases holding a zither and a sword. Looking at the old man drinking before him, he asked softly, “Will you take me out to see the world?” The old man took the lame donkey beside him by the reins and laughed aloud. “Why not?”