Shanglin has been away from the palace for more than thirty years. There is no place that the wind cannot reach.
The spring breeze blows through the sweet spring, blows towards the emperor's mausoleum and the general's tomb, blowing away the dream of the golden house, and also blowing the song of the alluring city.
The Han Palace never lacks legends, just like it never stops sighing
Intention: Time is in a hurry, beauty is easy to pass away, do it and cherish it