: wedge

In the first year of Tianze, the new emperor ascended to the throne, singing all over the world, and celebrating with Kyushu.
During the festive season, the new emperor feasted his officials in the palace.
Wearing a crown on his head, a dragon robe, and gold silk boots, he walked slowly into the banquet hall, and suddenly stopped singing and dancing, and the officials bowed down: "Long live my emperor!"
"Everyone, Aiqing is flat!" The sound was like thunder, shaking the house.
The officials stood up, and saw that his black coat, vermilion-colored lower skirt, and the exquisite dragon robe deepened his aura of silence and power. His eyes were indifferent, silent and impermanent, and he walked past people, with handsome eyes. His movements, silences, and smiles created a beautiful painting...
Above Kyushu, he slowly raised his glass to the officials, sang and danced in a moment, with a staggered look and feathers.
Above the banquet, the sing and drums dance and the music is played in harmony.
Even though the hall is full of cherry blossom petals, the huge copper cast lanterns of different shapes illuminate the whole hall like daylight, as if a cherry blossom rain suddenly started, and the beauty is miserable...
The graceful and graceful royal singer, echoing this exquisite musical instrument, frequently walked out of the side hall, danced lightly, and reluctantly performed this incomparable royal dance.
And he sat down, unconsciously, looking at the beautiful and easily disillusioned rain of cherry blossoms, it seemed to see a woman sitting there peacefully in the flurry of cherry blossoms, intoxicated by the beauty under the cherry trees. The flower faded away, leaving her graceful and innocent...
I couldn't help but muttered in my mouth: "My orange snow--!"
He won the world, but lost her...