Who can tell you me,
How many conspiracies are hidden under the beautiful country?
Who can tell you me,
So how much love and hate was lost in the Liuli Palace?
A heartbreaking song of separation,
Crushed a pool of moonlight.
Zhang Zhang's bloody red paper,
It records a gorgeous but miserable life.
When the cycle of fate rings again,
When the ties of fate intersect again,
When the song of departure sounds again,
That person of unparalleled beauty,
Actually,
I walked through my life in resentment.
Only stay,
A hint of bitterness.