When he was twelve years old, he saw that person for the first time.
In the smoke-filled Purple Palace, he tore apart all his pride bit by bit.
He loves him, but wants to kill him; he loves him, and would rather he just kill him.
Ten years later, he pointed at Chang'an with a silver armor and a sword, and returned to the mountain with a golden spear and a horse.
If possible, I would like to see all the Chang'an flowers with you from the very beginning.