His father was killed in a wrongful way, and he and his sister became fugitives. Every day, he did not know whether he would still be alive tomorrow. When I first started practicing bow and arrow, I was probably just passing the time, relieving myself, and struggling with myself in the depths of my heart. Only in this way can I temporarily forget the picture of my father being killed.
When my sister is by my side, my heart has a place to stop, even if my sister gets married. When the younger sister was captured in the war, bows and arrows are weapons, and the belief that there is no disadvantage is a promise to his father, "Push Mount Tai forward, hair like a tiger's tail" must be abided by. The fear is always there, and defeating him has never been contrary to protecting the love.
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