Riding a rustling horse, the Emperor's horse is as graceful as a swimming dragon and as powerful as a startled dragon; he is the late Wei Chi.
He is good at dancing with long sleeves, good at understanding people's hearts, his white clothes are better than snow, and Luoshui is still pitiful; he is Xiang Wuyi.
For the sake of his country, he had to give up the secluded paradise and the responsibilities he was born with. In exchange, the iron horse Binghe frequently fell into his dreams. Once the country was consolidated, he gave up the glory and wealth he had acquired, his deep love for him, and that generation of eternal emperors; one person with an umbrella was like a rootless duckweed, wandering around.
Take care of the impermanence of the world, take care of ethics and morality, and take care of the King of Heaven. When I arrived late at night, I just fell in love with Xiang Wuyi. What can you, the world, do to me?