The fingertips are lingering like waterfalls of green silk, as if entangled with the prosperity and alienation of the world.
The love that has been dreamed of for three lifetimes can never be equaled by looking back and smiling.
Three thousand threads of worries, with the slight trembling of the comb teeth, became the sorrow and madness of many human beings.
Dream locked in the Forbidden City, look at Zhu Chengbi, how much blood and tears are intertwined into the sea behind the prosperity
Old dreams of the south of the Yangtze River are lingering like smoke, leaving behind many old thoughts on the journey to the south.
But when all the flowers in the Forbidden City fall away, there is still no way to escape
How much spring comes when you close the sun, and spend your whole life in an empty room