亭台楼阁,溪水长流,又是一年了。在这外人看来金碧辉煌的宫殿楼台里,住着我,一个没用却曾经辉煌的人物。整整十年了,每当我伫立在这精致的小阁窗前,遥看那溪山边的小桥,无限的感慨顿时涌上心头,却只能换来一声长叹。桥的那一头曾经是我的天下,那红瓦宫殿,那雕龙石阶,那金銮宝座……我曾经被拥护在那至高无上的地位,我曾经日夜听着那声声“万岁”的呼喊,我也曾经在那宝座上俯看着天下为我子民的苍生。何奈珠帘在后,我难啊! Pavilions and pavilions, long streams, another year. From the outsider’s view of the magnificent palace, there lived me, a useless but once brilliant figure. For a decade, whenever I stood in front of this exquisitely small window, looking at the small bridge on the side of the river, the infinite emotion suddenly rose to my heart, but I could only exchange for a long sigh. The bridge was once my world, the red-tile palace, the carved dragon stone steps, the gold-capped throne... I was once championed in that supremacy, I used to listen to the sound “Long Live” day and night. Cry, I also looked down on the throne to see the world where my people lived. After Hohna Zhu curtains, it’s hard for me!