Chongzhen Sunset Song

?Life is like a play.

He was originally a noble and young official, but by accident, he entered the palace and became a eunuch—he never imagined that his own story would be so unbelievable.

He was originally a wise and heroic lord, but he was powerless to change the script of martyrdom for the country—he may have sensed that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape this doomed ending.

Ups and downs, ups and downs, twists and turns, whether they know it or not, people are acting and acting like this.A play was sung from the prelude to the end, and the setting sun witnessed the whole story of Emperor Chongzhen—it was originally a quiet and cool sunset song that was chanted and sighed from time to time.

March [-].

The drizzle has just stopped, a few thin clouds cover the moon, and the night sky is clear.

In the Fireworks and Willow Lane, the water-red lanterns exude a sweet scent of powder, glowing in a continuous stretch.Among the cups and chopsticks, there are red men and green women, laughing one after another, accompanied by the melodious pipa, graceful singing and dancing, and a lively and noisy scene.Pedestrians on the road in twos and threes, immersed in the charming and ambiguous light, everyone seems to be slightly drunk.In this room, two drunken guests walked side by side, they didn't know what to say, and suddenly laughed loudly, they didn't pay attention to the man who passed by. "Guest officer, come and play!" The middle-aged mistress greeted with her head scratching her head, and when she saw that he was ignoring her, she curled her mouth, gave the man's back a hard look, and grinned flirtatiously to attract other passers-by. up.

The man was covered with green stubble, wearing a dusty cloak, and carrying a small jar of wine, walking silently in the hustle and bustle alone.The bluestone floor was wet, reflecting the man's dim figure, which looked very out of place in this seductive carmine.The drunken man ran into the porch with a smile, and the lights flickered for a while, and the man disappeared into the shadows of the street in a daze.

After leaving the city, the lights and people's voices were suddenly separated from another world.The man pulled out a dilapidated small lantern from his waist, picked up the torch and blew on it, lit the lantern, and continued to walk slowly along the path.In the pitch-black wilderness, a few crooked tree shadows could be vaguely discerned.There were no insects, no birds, and the surroundings were very quiet.The city gate was lit with fire, like an isolated island in the ocean, gradually drifting away with the man's pace, and finally, submerged in the deep sea-like silence.

After walking for about an hour, the man stopped under a tree.He poked the lantern forward, and carefully placed it on the stone platform in front of him.The light was weak, barely illuminating the stone platform, and above the stone platform was a tombstone without words.The man quietly looked at the tombstone, opened the wine jar, carefully poured the wine in front of the monument, then sat down facing the tombstone, picked up the wine jar, and took a drink.But he didn't want to choke his throat with a sip of wine, and coughed violently with blood surging.A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves rustled. The man suppressed his cough with great difficulty, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"At this age, I still don't know how to drink. The emperor must be laughing at Dexiu."

The wind has stopped, the thin clouds have dispersed at some point, and the moonlight is as clear as water.The man's smile stopped on his face, and gradually, a trace of sadness appeared.He put down the wine jar, moved his body, sat next to the stone platform, and watched the dark desolation in the wilderness together with the tombstone. 20 years, it seems like a dream. How could the ignorant boy 20 years ago know that he was destined to be born with such a strange fate.The world is turned upside down, the old people are separated forever, the prosperity was like a brocade at that time, but now it is finally deserted.The man recalled the scenes of sorrow and joy in the past, leaned on the tombstone, and fell into a deep sleep before he knew it.