Hypocritical version:
The long sky, the vast earth, the misty waves, and the towering mountains.
The mountains are long and the rivers are wide, we will never see you again. Old friends from ancient times invite you to drink with each other in the moonlight.
Half of his life shines with glory, half of his life is cold in the ground, half of his music is mournful, and half of his sycamore trees are withered by frost.
Who will cook wine and chat with the old heroes again, and who will stay up late at night to mend Xu Hanshang's clothes.
Let the past disappear like the wind and the fog and the clouds collect, let the worries and thoughts flow eastward with the spring water.
My obsession with the beauty of the mirror has led me to drink, and I will stop after I get drunk.
In a trance and dream, I have seen an old friend for a long time.
The bamboo shadows are mottled and the flower shadows are swaying.
But no beautiful woman came to the moon and said, "Can you have a drink?"
Mysterious version
People say that I have premature wisdom, but only I know that it is premature aging.
Zhu Jin is no longer the flower girl who squats on the stone steps every day to watch the sun rise and set.
She has another name that has been buried for a long time, and now, it has been dug up alive, with desire, ambition, conspiracy, and a pair of bloody hands.
Duo Li Luo Jing.
Duo Liluo was the emperor's surname, and only Jing was her Jing.
And what they see in their eyes and what they want in their hearts is always that surname.
Because "Jing" can be changed at will, and "Duo Liluo" is an iron fact.
It is also the most valuable gold.
I know deeply that from the day her name turned into a handful of gold and was divided up, Zhu Hibiscus became a person who no longer existed.
In this world, there is only Fusang.