The deep palace was once warm, the sunlight in the pepper room was shadowed, and the childish voice was soft. Hands and feet are as deep as the sky, closeness and sparseness are judged early, and happiness is shallow. The sudden rain shocked the court, the golden edict was issued to the relatives, and the hometown was overturned and stained with blood! The hatred is overwhelming, the body is covered with frost, and the soul has died in the abyss several times!
Mysterious talismans split the sky, clouds gathered in the northern border, and sparks of fire swept across the prairie fire. The jade steps were washed with blood, all the grudges were paid, and finally he was imprisoned in Chunxuan Xiyuan! At the beginning of the crown crown, the red gauze lay on the ground, and the remaining warmth has not spread far away. At the landing place, the wind is freezing in the ninth level, and the uniform is better than the shackles.
The new emperor Yuyu, the cold front scratches the bones, and the setting sun in the West Palace is cold. I bury my name on the barren hill, and stand alone in the Ancestral Temple. I burn my heart and offer sacrifices to the sky: "I live up to my free will, and my Shura blade controls the rivers and mountains! The pen of the ages is like a knife, and I have to bear all the sins alone! I just pray that in the future generations, we will not fight each other, and we will not see the same room fighting, and the flesh and blood will be fried!"
The lone star has fallen, the mountains and rivers are silent, and it has been cold forever.
