When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do we know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland cannot bear to look back in the moonlight. The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the beauty has changed. I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
An alternate history, fan fiction, and has nothing to do with the plot of the original drama.
Conception: