Don’t get big-headed, I’ll give you a tip. Look, let’s sit by the emergency exit, you can pray that the plane will be forced to go down, and that they have to use the emergency exit to evacuate. What an opportunity that would be? Remember to be calm and collected and help out, that air hostess will be putty in your hands. No woman can resist a hero.

Heroic troops with an impressive record on the battlefield have come in turns to this training ground, with a sense of crisis in that not making progress itself is falling behind, trying their hardest to figure out the essence of modern warfare in live fire exercises, making determined efforts to improve themselves, and refining the path to victory in the era of modern warfare.

Song Dynasty literati Su Shi's ci poem 'The Charm of the Courtesan Niannu' is representative of the bold and unconstrained ci faction, and is also called 'Recalling the Past on the Red Cliffs'. The first section uses the landscape to set the tone, from the gurgling flow of the river we think of the historical figures who have disappeared in the river of time. It is said that the red cliffs were the site of an ancient battle during the Three Kingdoms Period. At that time Zhou Yu triumphed from a position of weakness here, forcing the Cao Wei to retreat and ensuring the continuance of the triumvirate states.

The last half of the poem uses the ancient world to express emotion, fusing rationality and emotion, thinking back on how heroic Zhou Yu must have been, how unperturbed and dashing, however the mountains and the rivers remain, but where are the heroes? Then the poet's thoughts turn to his own unrecognized talent, thinking back on heroes from fallen heroes in solitude, and can't help but laugh resignedly at being overcome by thoughts and emotions.

Thinking back all the way to Zhou Yu's military campaign at the red cliffs, when he had just married the beautiful Xiao Qiao, and how they made such a radiant couple, beauty matching bravery. The silk hat on his head, fanning himself lightly with a feather fan, reducing the formidable enemy army to ashes amid idle chat and laughter. But what is point of me sitting here pontificating? You might laugh at me, that it's my sentimentality that made my hair go white all over so prematurely. Life is like a passing dream, so we might as well pour a drink into to the river, to drink a toast to the moon's reflection in the river!

Darling, today when you saw my handsome figure appear amid the downpour, did you think how devilishly handsome your husband is? It's just like a superhero saving a beautiful woman!

Only with a tiger in one's heart can one bring about a solemn and tragic heroic undertaking; only with an idealistic heart brimming with uprightness and justness can one accomplish what Meng Jiao referred to with the lines "Even a broken mirror doesn't lose its sheen; even when an orchid withers, it doesn't lose its fragrance".

If Rousseau had depicted a tiger carefully smelling a budding rose instead of a lion staring intently at a sleeping vagrant, I believe this piece would still have been seen as a masterpiece. Unfortunately Rousseau has passed away, and Sassoon never really became famous.

If he'd written the line in the original poem as "In me the tiger towers proudly beside the rose", it would seem clumsy and stiff, emphasizing the internal conflict in humanity a little excessively.

Majesty and grace, extroversion and introversion, theater and painting, Dionysusian art and Apollonian art, the fierce stare of an attendant of the Buddha and the lowered gaze of the Bodhisattva, or the coyness of the maid and the rapidity of the rabbit from 'The Nine Situations' in Sunzi's Art of War, and Yao Nai's concept of masculine and feminine, are all but footnotes to these two aspects.