Some eras have passed, and the stories can only be ambiguous; some elegance cannot be studied, but its color like the bright moon will last forever.
There was a dynasty in ancient times named Fuwu. At that time in Fuwu, there were five kingdoms and two states in the world, which were divided into Qi, Jin, Qingle, Zhou, Ru'ao Dashi and Outer Zhou, Jinyi. Thousands of years have passed, and kingdoms have changed. From the few words left in the past life, we can only get a glimpse of this dream that once sang to the gods and followed the ghosts.
What did you see in your dream?
Is it a drunken practice, or a downpour that wets the past and present.