Traveling through Hong Kong in 1980, I found that this was an era that seemed to be different from what I remembered. This was the best era, Bruce Lee was not dead, kung fu movies swept the world, and the golden age of Hong Kong movies opened ahead of schedule; this was the worst era. Kung Fu actors are eclipsed under the light of superstars, the clarion call of the new wave of movies has not been heard for a long time, and the once-familiar movies have completely disappeared. There are so many beautiful mountains and rivers, which attract countless heroes. Literary talent; the four great talents, less coquettish. A generation of superstar Bruce Lee, who only knows how to be a hero with fists and feet!