"The poor blue sky above falls to the yellow spring, and both places are nowhere to be seen."
Ten years ago, a fire in Chang'an City burned the sky and dyed the sky red and blue;
Ten years later, the cocoon on the jade peak emerged as a butterfly, shining through the underworld.
One was a general's son, who was once full of hostility, separated by green smoke from the world of yin and yang, and once joined the army with his hair tied up.
One is a romantic and stubborn lord with a charming daughter, Lang, who was born in Xuanji Beichenwang. When he died, his poison turned into a butterfly and flew away.
More and more? How to say. . . Confusing?