The Hong flag blocks out the sun, and the territory of the four kingdoms of Huang, Qing, Lu, and Zi is completely wiped out. The mountains and rivers of Silk are torn apart, leaving nothing but prosperity and mist.
The mountains of Lan State are high and the road is far away, and the sword of Hongjun first points to the prosperous place.
The storm is swaying and the building is about to collapse. Is there any joy in these troubled times?
The secretly emotional sand table showdown, the misplaced marriage snatching at the far end of the world, and the harmony of the piano and flute that spanned six years, finally composed a tragic song for the world.
Mu Ran looked back, and the past became smoke.
At the end of Qixing Street, a hundred-year-old acacia tree is in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers lingers. Maybe you can catch a glimpse of that person?
He was once a handsome young man with a scar on his brow, and he called her "Miss Yuan" when he moved on the sand table like the wind; she was once a stunningly talented woman who was famous among the seven stars. She waved her long sleeves in the examination room and wrote "The Emperor's Ci"; he was once a gentle young man who was appointed in danger.
The curtain of the sedan chair was raised, and Luan drove into the dust. The red gold wedding dress sells the jade bones, and the mountains and rivers of the family and country bury the heroic souls.
The song ends, the old friend is hard to find, only the lingering fragrance of June lingers in the old city of Qixing.
Purpose: Live up to your family and country, and live up to your honor.