The ancient palace is sparsely populated, with only the lonely red flowers remaining in the wind. The old events of the Six Dynasties have faded away. Where can I talk about Xuanzong in my old age?
The young king who was forced to ascend the throne faced a precarious empire that was about to collapse. He always wanted to break free from the prison of fate and the heavy golden shackles on his body. He longed for someone who could take him away and stretch out his hand to save himself. Therefore, he fell in love with his courtiers and also fell in love with his enemies. However, he did not break free after all - not only was he trapped in the prison of fate, but he was also trapped in two completely opposite loves.
Is it always like this for people? The more untouchable they are, the more persistent they are, and they are unwilling to let go even if they are bruised and bruised? At least, they are.
Those who control the world cannot control their own destiny; those who control the country will eventually lose the only true love in this life forever; those who win everything cannot win back the love promised in life and death.
There is a saying that goes well, heaven and earth are a prison, and we are prisoners of time. The only thing that cannot be escaped is the overwhelming snare of fate.
When all the joys and sorrows of love, hate, and joy have come to an end, those figures have faded away with the passage of time. Only the wind flowers are still blooming on the land soaked in blood and tears, so brilliant, but so lonely and sad.
The symbol of Fenghua is desperate love, unfulfillable love, and a fate that is beyond one's control.
(The cover is my Shuohan COS, taken at Guangxi National University.)
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