Daliang Palace!
The night sky filled with stars, the bright moon shining!
The deep palace walls stretch endlessly like a spider's web, winding and turning with no end in sight.
The palatial clusters of gold and jade, with green tiles and glazed roofs, carved beams and painted rafters, exude unmatched opulence and grandeur.
Guards patrol heavily, stationed every five paces, every ten steps, making the palace impenetrable.
In a palace of indescribable luxury on the east side of the palace.
A man stands tall and poised by the window, holding a glass cup filled with a fine amber-colored wine brew, he slightly tilts his head, staring at the moon supported by the stars, drinking the wine in one gulp.
"Drawing a knife to cut water only makes it flow more, raising a cup to drown sorrow only makes it more profound. Brother, drinking alone like this, are you looking up at the bright moon and thinking of home with your head lowered?"
