This is an imaginary Qing Dynasty...
Sixteen years later, things started to change again. When I returned to the once familiar but now unfamiliar palace, I suddenly found that I could no longer adapt to palace life... They were obviously brothers and sisters who were once so familiar. It turned out that under the temper of the years, everything was quietly changing... After all, everyone is no longer young...
They all met in their best years. They can be flamboyant, shy or live freely. They thought they were destined to be destined, but they went round and round and eventually parted ways, never to see each other again...
When his father is lost and his family is in decline, how can he carry the entire family on his shoulders? One day, when you become an extremely human minister, will you remember the bitterness behind it when you dream back at midnight?
When she wakes up from the dream and the beauty is no longer there, how does she face this sudden fact? Should he choose to go far away from the temple and enter the world, or should he choose to stand on the opposite side of his family with him and take a path that he knows he can't turn back?
Red bricks and green tiles, ten miles away from the cold mountains, leaning on the railing and looking out, you can see the small country house where wine is cooked, and the rivers and lakes of pleasure;
Loess and white clouds, vast expanse of blue waves, facing the river, only the setting sun and a green lantern remain in the sky.
This article is slow to get started, and sometimes I feel it's a bit bloody…
When you find so many childhood memories, don't throw up...