When I was young, I didn't know my sorrow. When the snow fell, my zither was cut off.
Changqing returns as a guest, holding a license to serve the master's orders.
The warrior turns into a literary minister, and the old feelings are hidden in the South Street.
The long ghost lamp is extinguished, and the bloody knife in the capital is ten miles away.
Purpose: Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization and Harmony