Beauty Under the Moon

In the palace of Xuanyuan, he looks at the wind and moon with a smile, drinking wine to fill the sky. On the top of Kunlun, he has a clear shadow and plain clothes, with a peerless appearance. By the Chishui River, he is holding up the sky with one hand, so why be afraid of defying the sky? She was delusional and mad, but it was just a dream. Under the moonlight, she finally smiled faintly. The peach blossoms were still the same, but the beauty was not there.