The music stopped, the lights dimmed, and the tears that fell could no longer be hidden. On the huge but empty stage, she was the only one whose slender shadow was swaying, as if it could be moved by the breeze. The large costume covered her body, and her thin shoulders could not even support the weight of the air. But she was still singing. No one cares. She is a madman, who would listen to a madman singing?
Move the lotus steps lightly. Turn around and cover your sleeves.
The Han army has captured the territory and is besieged on all sides. When the king is exhausted, how can a humble concubine survive?
The last sentence ends abruptly. The lingering lingering sound was infinitely amplified in the hollow breath. The long sword kissed the soft neck skin, cooling the warm blood. She slumped and knelt on the stage, her rouge-stained tears hanging down, falling on the front of her gold-embroidered red dress, and small peonies blossomed.
From the immature time when he debuted on stage for the first time at the age of fourteen, his face has aged and wrinkled over time. The last twist of the play finally gave me an ending. In the play and in the tears, he was like Xiang Yu in military uniform, leaning against Yu Ji's ear with his last tenderness, crushing her lingering breath.
As long as you wait for me, I will definitely marry you.
Her heart seemed to burst uncontrollably. The man who let her down with a smile was as young and handsome as the first time they met. The dream is over. The withered love withered away the last faith that had retreated from her heart, weighing her down so much that she fell into the dust.
------If the story is destined to be a tragedy, why bother giving me beauty, show reunion and parting