Adventures in Yingxue (Qing Palace Travel)

The sound of the whistle is far away, the sound of the flute is swallowed The beautiful woman looks back at the end of the world People are sleepless and the moon is dim Soulful dreams linger in your heart I know your intentions are as bright as the moon Thinking deeply, recalling the past I guess I miss you so much today It would be better not to encounter the beauty of the city Looking through the spring flowers and autumn moonlit night Dreaming back to hometown It's hard to stop crying when we meet each other I only wish that your heart is like mine Once upon a time, the grass was green and the sky was green The tall red wall of the museum divides everything into two, like the dividing line between heaven and earth. The majestic and vicissitudes of the palace carries the most luxurious prosperity and wealth in the world, but it also hides all kinds of conspiracies and nastiness in the world. The world's prosperity, wealth, fame and wealth have always been tempting lambs. Even though he knew it was poisonous, he couldn't let go of this alluring temptation even if he drank it to quench his thirst. Although he knew it was poisonous, he stepped in voluntarily, even if he was doomed, he would not look back. If you succeed, you will be a king; if you fail, you will be a bandit. This has always been the inevitable outcome of the struggle for imperial power. I can't control the pen in my hand, what I want to describe is just a imaginary story. The soul of a girl from this world is transferred to a princess of the Qing Dynasty. What I want to describe and describe are just some memories left behind in time. Those people and those things have been gone for a long time, and what remains of the memory of history are thick volumes of books. However, those are just words written by history. They are history, but they may not be facts. There are always some memories left behind in time, so why not let me be a dream weaver, weaving a dream catcher to catch the love, family affection, friendship, and sighs from a hundred years ago that I hope for.