Song Ci had lost his memory and had been drifting through the frontier for three years. Then one day, he suddenly had a prophetic dream. In it, the current emperor said to him:
"I know your past, and I know why you lost your memory. Don't trust anyone. Come here and find me."
Beneath this flourishing age, who is real and who is false?
Though we look at one another, we cannot hear each other. I wish I could follow the moonlight to shine upon you.
I give you my loneliness,
my darkness,
the hunger of my heart.
I try to move you with confusion, danger, and failure.
Swallows fly across the sky. Our homeland lies among these mountains and rivers. The clouds part, the moon appears, and we quietly await the day of your return. This is the chronicle of our northern palace.
2021/11/17, Xuan Zhou
Song Ci (bottom), Bo Yi (top)
Theme: Restore the land and its people
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