Quiet night, clear breeze
The young emperor was tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and afraid of falling asleep
It is difficult for me, that person, to look back.
The imperial court is missing the Prime Minister, and he no longer has Chu Yuexi.
Whose call, with a little frivolity and a little tyranny, calls out one by one, brings tears on the face, memories in the mind, and regret in the heart
The wind brings the fragrance of flowers, but it is very bitter