There is a poem called "Liju" that says: "Liju is at the door, and the servants are there; Liju is on the road, and the servants are driving." The guest sang "Liju" before leaving, and later generations called the farewell song "Lige".
Perhaps, the name was a mistake from the beginning. Half a lifetime of separation, half a lifetime of struggle, relatives gone away, brothers turning against each other, and lovers marrying far away, sometimes he felt that the first half of his life was a joke.
I thought my heart was broken and my tears had dried, but I vaguely saw her coming from the other side through the snow...
King and father, king and father, who is the king and who is the father? In the face of criticism, will he choose to endure it silently or choose to rebel to the end? In fact, in the final analysis, he is just an awkward child who has been wronged and has nowhere to vent. Why does everyone treat him as a sharp steel knife in the hand of an emperor?