From the boundless expanses of Lake Chao to where it meets the army of the Chi Bi. From the childhood promise sealed with a knot of hair to the 40-year old lingering dream of home in Jiangdong. From a singular kite hovering in the sky, to the sound of the qin echoing over a hundred li, across the river lit by the scorching sunset… East flows the mighty river, sweeping away the heroes of time past… I dream of Gongjin in his day, with his new bride, the Lord Qiao’s younger daughter, dashing and debonair. Ah, this life is a dream, let me drink to the moon floating in the river…