She,
Born and raised among hibiscus flowers, a stunning woman,
Buddha picked up the flowers and smiled,
Therefore, people are attracted to the city.
She is in the midst of a battle between emperors,
There is nowhere to go.
Troubled times, entanglements, hardships, and then escape and death, use and betrayal,
How should she hold on?
A wonderful woman of a generation, the most beautiful hibiscus flower in the world,
Turn into butterflies and smoke,
Beauty dies,
In the blink of an eye, old things and people have changed again,
What can I do?
How many people smell the flowers blooming and falling...