The Moon of the Han Dynasty Shines on the Strings of Western Xinjiang

[She was titled "Jieyou", but no one could relieve her worries. In the second year of Yuanfeng in the Western Han Dynasty, Xian Yin, a daughter of the clan, was granted the title of Princess Jieyou and married to Wusun. The peach forest in Baqiao bids farewell to Chang'an, and the wind and sand in Western Xinjiang drown Hongzhuang. The world only saw that she had exchanged her youth for the good fortune of the Han and Wu alliances, but little did they know that the undercurrent in the palace was more dangerous than the beacon fire on the grassland. The oath of "Shang Xie" is engraved in her bones and blood, and the light of the sword of the Protector Qiang Colonel is her only moonlight. This is not a simple marriage legend. This is an epic story in which a woman, caught between the cracks of history, uses wisdom to mediate and affection as a blade to carve out a bloody path for herself and her family and country. When Taoyao turns into yellow sand, when love words are stained with blood, she will write her own "Shangxie" in the Western Regions. The Han moon hangs alone, illuminating the character. Thousands of miles here and there are all journeys.

The author will continue to work hard, I hope everyone likes it A lyric based on a novel [laughing] "Han Yue Xian Song" Lyrics: Jinse Wenyun Willows sway down in Baqiao Autumn frost dyes sleeves Red makeup reflects the setting sun The shadow of wild geese passes over Xizhou Xuan Jia stands in front of the wind Sword eyebrow lock clears sorrow Xianshengyan ancient road Lovesickness never stops Xijiang Shamanjuan Hanguang garrison The lonely tent lamp is like a bean Notes tell of tenderness Taowu old dream far away The oath is engraved in my heart Sand on the temples Time refuses to stay Han Yuesheng Who can I see gazing at? Thousands of mountains apart It's hard to break the meaning Dry ink marks Tears wet sleeves It's been years since How to accept lovesickness I hold the string Not to relieve worries For the stars in your eyes Wind and sand Can't cover Peach Blossom Ferry I swing my sword Not a feudal lord To protect the beauty of mountains and rivers Yan Shuchi Looking forward to return date Hold hands together in this life Hujia blows the cool night Horses rumbling on the barren hills Qiang Flute and Li Song Frost covers shoulders No news from hometown The snow is getting thicker on the temples The alliance book is hidden in the arms Righteousness prevails over gentleness The beacon burns all night long Iron armor soaked in cold autumn Blood stained blade in front of battle Live up to the family and the country's ambitions Thinking about my hometown in the tent The sound of strings conveys distant sorrow Old dreams buried in the sand The original intention has never been lost Yunfanzhuan Looking across the horizon Wind and sand break It's hard to accept it Moonlight cold Make people lose weight This life is broad Stay with you I hold the string Not to relieve worries For the stars in your eyes The wind and sand cannot cover it Peach Blossom Ferry I swing my sword Not a feudal lord To protect the beauty of mountains and rivers Yan Shuchi Looking forward to return date Hold hands together in this life The evil voice Crossing desert dunes Mountain without mausoleum The river is exhausted This love is not over yet Han Yue Zhaozhao Seeing the original intention remains the same Dong Lei Zhen Xia Yuxue This oath is immortal I hold the string Not to relieve worries For the stars in your eyes Wind and sand Can't cover Peach Blossom Ferry I swing my sword Not a feudal lord To protect the beauty of mountains and rivers Yan Shuchi Looking forward to return date Hold hands together in this life Baqiaoliu Draw new softness again Xijiang month Still taking care of the boat The string song begins Lovesickness remains Calm mountains and rivers Stay with you

@ Jin. Se Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, One string and one column miss the Chinese years. Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, I hope the emperor's spring heart will be supported by the cuckoo. The bright moon in the sea has tears, The sun in Lantian is warm and the jade is smoky. Can this feeling be remembered? It was just that I was at a loss at that time. Is the author thinking about the Chinese years?

It's very good. The writing style is beautiful. While reading the plot, you can improve your literary quality. When you read the text, you can feel that the author is a talented and thoughtful person.