The misty rain and the bells are in the winding path of the bronze sparrow
Looking for the desolation and desolation, the complete tranquility
Parking on the Qinhuai River at night, bustling with traffic and drunkenness
Bells, drums, harp and harp are played frequently, and a plain paper umbrella is held alone
Walking in the hustle and bustle, seeing all kinds of human emotions in the world, the warmth and coldness of the king, coming to the city, or resenting love and sin
I can no longer recall the original flawless purity
I realized that when the summer flowers are in full bloom, they sing their last sigh alone
The Song Dynasty was far less powerful than the Tang Dynasty. It is a regret that future generations cannot recover from the past.
However, every era has its own story
When supernatural beings and palace disputes merge, no matter who you are, all they can see is just a corner of it...