Everyone has their own destiny, there is no need to force it or escape it.
Whether it is three hundred years from now or three hundred years ago, I will live well.
The stage in the Forbidden City was always lively. You sang and I came on stage. I always thought that I was just a passer-by watching the show in the audience. I could watch the sea turning into mulberry fields quietly, and then leave the stage calmly. Little did I know that while watching the play, I also entered the whole scene.
But as a person in the play, you also know how to perform the next scene. What kind of contradiction is this?
Well, I want to be a legend. But legends are nothing more than flowers in the north and snow in the south. They fade away easily and will eventually be lost to time. In this case, I just want to have an ordinary story, and I just want to be as drunk as a fairy today.
Things are unpredictable. In the end, will it be a legend, an ordinary period, or nothing at all? No one can tell.
So, okay, I have only one wish: I hope my life will not have any regrets.
On the stage, the noisy gongs and drums have become quiet. Looking around, I am the only one left on the huge stage, which is empty and cold.
Exactly, the prosperity is gone, like a dream without a trace.
This article only writes novels, not history. For the sake of writing, the time and era of historical events have been blurred. I hope that everyone who reads the article will forgive me and do not go into details.