Master Jin Yong's works were my introduction to literature.
The first of his works I encountered was Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. I was still in primary school, and the copy I got was only a fragment, with neither beginning nor end, just the middle. Even so, I read it with great relish.
Later, I came across a third of Sword Stained with Royal Blood. It had a beginning, but no end.
I only knew both books were wonderfully written. They had opened wide before me the fantastical, dazzling world of fiction, yet I had no idea who the author was, much less that both books had been written by the same person.
It wasn't until I started middle school and moved from the countryside to town that, by chance, I encountered a copy of The Legend of the Condor Heroes through a classmate. From him, I learned that bookstores existed.
Soon, I found my way to Master Jin Yong and entered the world of jianghu fairy tales he had woven.
In my impoverished childhood, Master Jin Yong's works brought me joy beyond words.
And now, under his influence, I too have embarked on the path of writing.
Whenever my thoughts run dry and I lose my way, I still turn to Master Jin Yong's works, seeking my original inspiration and searching for new ideas.
Though I never met Master Jin Yong in person, he bestowed on me the skill that would become my livelihood. His kindness is too deep to repay, and I remain grateful to this day.
Today, hearing that Master Jin Yong had passed on to the immortal realms, I was filled with emotion. The memories of childhood seemed like a dream, flooding my heart.
As the saying goes: One fewer hero in this world, one more knight-errant in