The setting sun was about to set, illuminating the thin clouds in the sky and the huge Palace of the Dragon King. After hundreds of years of wind and rain, the Dragon King's Palace reveals its loneliness and vicissitudes in its majesty. The buildings tower into the sky and stretch for thousands of miles. The soldiers held their arms and wore armor, shining brightly under the setting sun. The noisy silk orchestra, the beauties dancing their sleeves and singing softly, and the melancholy sounds spread in the huge palace with the bleak autumn wind, leaving a faint lingering sound. In the inner river of the palace, the autumn water is overflowing with red fat and white powder, and the cold fragrance spreads thousands of miles away.