The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs. The clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.
The delicate jade is broken, the chess pieces fall, the country is turbulent, and the storm rises.
Ignorance has been lurking in the capital for more than 20 years, and once the chess game ends, tens of thousands of people come to worship him.
In the past, the princess on the grassland had a gentle and forbearing voice, but today the man named Zhuo goes to war with a jade in his hand; on the city tower, the confidant of the Lu family looks sad and resolute, and beside him, the queen of the Bai family closes her eyes and sheds tears; in the memory, the smiling and beautiful woman in red, brandishing a spear at each other on the battlefield, played when they were children.
Dreams wake up, dreams wake up and dreams are broken. The tea is not cold yet, where are the people?
Chasing the kite that fell off the cliff.