What is the background story of the river map?

There is no such person in history. There is a brief introduction to the story in front of the lyrics. I copied it. Take a look.

There is also a long story, The Story of the World, which should be written by netizens themselves according to the lyrics. I think it fits. It's plagiarized. Let's have a look. ..

Zhou Di Bai Yan died on a snowy night ten years after he proclaimed himself emperor.

Emperors born in poverty don't like luxury.

After forcing the palace to seize the position, it abandoned the gorgeous palace built by the former emperor.

Living in the Kowloon Tower of the Palace every night,

When he died, his legs crossed on the futon in front of the stone house at the top of the tower.

Facing the picture on the wall.

If there were any maids who lived in the former dynasty, she would recognize them.

The woman with incomparable color in the painting,

It was the last concubine sealed by the former Emperor Jing.

Facts have proved that after ten years in exile,

Bai Yan followed the man after all.

He didn't leave a word.

So all the mysteries about the founding emperor of the Zhou Dynasty,

Are all related to the suspension on the nine-tower,

A portrait hidden behind a seven-faced veil,

Buried in a heavy history book.

The story of the world

When he left, she was the second year after Sheng. Great twenty-eight years. He said, wait for me for two years, and I will let you get married and marry me. The dimples on her lips are shallow, and her eyes and eyebrows are laughing and whispering. Eighteen is my parents' biggest concession, but he said two years is enough. I believe you. She said, as if remembering something, she asked him for a dagger and cut off a strand of hair on her temple. Let's tie our hair. Looking at her blushing face and wandering eyes, he laughed heartily, cut her hair truthfully and handed it to her. She bowed her head, carefully Fushun, skillfully tied a knot with a heart knot, and then put it in her sachet. There is no doubt about love when you are married. This is for you, don't lose it, or I ... She bit her lower lip lightly, and the red clouds on her cheeks didn't fade, but she couldn't think of any threats. Otherwise, I will never talk to you. Of course not. He put the sachet in his arms and made a serious promise. When I come back, I will let the whole world know that you are my wife Bai Yan. If he comes back, he will make her wear a gorgeous wedding dress and greet her with a big sedan chair. He will tell everyone that this woman is her beloved wife. However, as often happens in this world, there is no if. Nowadays, this farewell has almost become a permanent decision. After he left, her life became more and more dull. /kloc-A girl of 0/6 years old is also a rich woman. She usually plays the piano and embroiders, studies during the day, and writes female rules and commandments with the permission of her parents. Occasionally fly butterflies with the maid. Egged on by my brother, I will fly a kite. In that era when a woman was virtuous and incompetent, all she needed to do seemed to be waiting for his return. She still smiled softly, but she had more disturbing thoughts. She will think of the teenager who always appeared at her window that night. He will laugh shyly, but he will also jokingly sing "whose daughter is as green as new, which makes me feel confused" and apologize for his anger. Will seriously look her in the eye and say that we will be together. Almost all women of the same age in cities are married, and some even become mothers. The family began to worry, but it was not good to worry before. She looked in her eyes and didn't care. There are thousands of people in Qian Qian, but as long as it's not him, she doesn't want it. At the end of the following spring, she accompanied her mother to make a wish in the temple. When she came out of the temple, a strange-looking man grabbed her crescent white coat and said that she would calculate divination. She felt sorry for him, so she agreed and held out her simple hand. The man looked at it for a while, shook his head and said that she would entangle with three men in her life. And two marriages. She was only joking, but the mother next to her was shocked. Three men, two marriages. This can no longer be called infidelity, but can be directly accused of lewdness. For women, it is the biggest sin. Rushing home, she sighed in the unstable sedan chair. The wind lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and a faint osmanthus fragrance came to my face. Osmanthus fragrans on the lake is in bloom. She thought and couldn't help laughing. Then, the smile condenses. Through the cracks in the curtains, she saw him whom she had not heard from for a year. She quickly opened the curtain and watched him turn into a nearby alley. She knows that he overheard it from the long-term workers at home. The long-term workers are the largest brothels in the city, the Spring Pavilion. That night. She called the maid back and sat at the window anxiously, at a loss. For the first time, she felt uneasy, which slowly penetrated her chest like a dagger. Looking at the hair clasp he sent by the bronze mirror, she decided to look for him. At least, find out. Put on men's clothes, avoid the concierge, go to places she has never set foot in, buy off the madam and resist her fears, and finally she comes to the front of the house. Without knocking, the woman in that room gasped and groaned all the way to the eardrum, and even though she was unconscious, she knew what was going on inside. White inflammation, white inflammation. The woman cried like an oriole. She should be ashamed and run away, but she just stood there, pale. In the room, there is a red account and gender. Outside the house, she curled up by the door and bit her lip until she bled and cried her eyes out. A single-minded person holds the same knot, but his heart is still gone. From that night on, she began to stay indoors. I don't know what I'm busy at home. She doesn't want to guess, and she has no intention of guessing. When her parents came, the doctor prescribed several medicines just to let her rest more and not think too much. She just smiled and comforted them by saying that her parents told her that her wedding date had been fixed and would be next month 18. This time, she couldn't refuse. She shook her head and said that her daughter's marriage was entirely decided by her parents. I thought there would be another tough battle. Therefore, the two were naturally overjoyed and busy preparing for the marriage. They didn't care about the radical change of their steadfast daughter. She saluted and her parents walked slowly. Sadness is greater than death in the heart. Give this body to whoever wants it. That day. The wedding dress is painted with golden dragons and phoenixes, the sedan chair is carried in eight colors, the suona is ringing in the sky, and the farewell procession meanders through the streets. Everything, just like he promised her. Today, she's getting married, but it's not him. Not him. Tears rolled down her cheeks, and a dark water stain slowly appeared on the scarlet wedding dress. She was a little regretful, secretly calling herself reckless, but expecting him to stop her halfway and take her away. But when someone lifted her Xipa, she saw a gentle but strange face, and her dream was completely broken. That's her husband, Master Xu. The next day, she looked at the bloody bed and smiled. It's time to wake up and forget, then, it's not hers. It seems that she has never been so happy, and she can't stop laughing. Finally, the cuckoo calls and hisses. In the distance, she stood up, footsteps stroking her cheek, turned out to be cold tentacles. It turned out that unconsciously, she was in tears. The husband's family is a scholarly family, and even the servant girls have read books. Everyone is very kind to her. But I always feel that something is missing. Xu Wenjin is a gentleman, humble and polite, and gives her everything she wants just to make her smile. He is a completely different person. She writes poems, and he won't help her choose words. She played the pipa, but after he praised it, she stopped playing Xiao Xianghe. She paints, and he can't write poems in the blank with a pen. But that man will, and so will Xu Wenjin. They live in harmony with each other and respect each other like guests. However, such a man can only be called cowardice in such troubled times. He's really nice, but it's not him after all. On her birthday, he will send her an inexpensive hairpin, but he has spent all his money. When she plays the piano, he will listen carefully, even if he doesn't understand. He would knock on her window after dark and give her a childish smile. He will pursue his ideals and justice in such turbulent times. He said that's what a man should really do. Now, she has married another woman, and her relationship with him should be broken. However, the figure of that man, in my heart, can't be erased or forgotten. Bored lying alone, fingers are too light. Half a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and even if she hasn't been out for long, she knows how much this country will change hands. The rebels began to make trouble everywhere before April, and now they have rapidly developed into a prairie fire. And the leader of the rebels turned out to be Bai Yan. Rust stung her fingers, but the purple between her fingers stung her eyes. For the heart that has finally calmed down, it is chaotic again. The boy with a clear smile finally found his own direction. The former emperor was extravagant, the treasury was empty, and the people were in hot water. Even if the holy one has the ability to reach the sky today, and the people's hearts have been lost, how can it be simply redeemed? People's hearts turn to their backs, which has been the victory or defeat of emperors since ancient times. I'm afraid Bai Yan has won this time. She smiled, laughing at her own stupidity, laughing at her own stupidity. Once a man is in power, how can he remember her? That's all, that's all. January passed again, and her in-laws were anxious to have grandchildren and urged her to go to the temple to pray for her son. It was time for her to come down. Take your personal maid and go out in a sedan chair. She knelt on the futon and looked up at the tall statue in front of her, disappointed. Put your hands together and worship. But in just two years, things have changed. On the way back to Xufu, the sedan chair broke down for no reason. She said that she wanted to see the street and let the frightened bearers go back first, leaving only the maids around. The market is still very busy. For the country, war is to be fought, and for ordinary people, life is to go on. The veil was loosened and blown away by the wind. Chi Zijian hurried to catch up, but he was still one step behind. The man on horseback held a veil and smiled faintly at her. She thanked him, picked up the veil and left in a hurry. There are too many meanings in men's eyes, which makes her feel scared, but more uneasy. I hope nothing will happen. However, only half a month later, she was called into the palace. The time has come, but it's still there. Dressed in blue court clothes, she sat in the pavilion by the lake with a gentle expression. The person I caught a glimpse of on the road that day turned out to be the saint of today. On that day, he fell in love with her appearance, regardless of her marriage, and simply called her into the palace and named her a noble princess. Jiangshan is crumbling, but the palace is still singing every night, and the spring is strong. He said, if you drink today, you will be drunk today. If he wants it, give it to him. She touched his forehead, so why aren't you happy? He dotes on her, so she can call her by her first name. He said he didn't care and laughed his head off. He knew the situation at that time, because he knew that the imperial court had lost the popular support, and only a change of government could calm the public's anger. But this is his country after all, and he is unwilling, but there is nothing he can do. How did she tell him that the man who marched against him was the one she always remembered? I got married because of a moment of despair, so I couldn't get over it. Married in the past, her husband's family is kind to her, and she knows it well, so she wants to really get rid of his feelings. Now, she entered the palace and became the imperial concubine of her lover and rival. Three men, two marriages, and finally, it should be. She chuckled, her life experience was worse than duckweed drifting with the flow. It's always sinking, and no one will care. Pipa plays on the west side of the painting building, and the warm wind is everywhere. Who is mentally? I have a dull pain in my heart Gradually, the people in the palace began to panic, and even the soft flowers seemed to have a cold breath. As calm as ever, it's him, it's her. The time will come to betray your country. 30% off gauze clothing. At his request, she came to him in fine white clothes, with no makeup on her face, but she was still beautiful. It was so beautiful that he praised her, held her in his arms and hugged her tightly, as if he never wanted to let go again in his life. Let's go, he said. The man at the door is Bai Yan. It was attacked here in a short time, and the outcome has long been known. Her body trembled slightly and there was excitement in her eyes. The man next to him looked at her reaction with a sad face. Then, he said, Bai Yan, I will leave the world to you. This woman is the one you love. Although I made her an imperial concubine, you must treat her well after you leave China. She looked back at his eyes in surprise. He knows! He knows everything! But he still left himself with him. He told him to let her go. She stepped back. Suddenly, she smiled sadly. The dagger in her right hand was cold and the scarlet between her waist and abdomen was shocking. He rushed up to call her name, which was the first time she had seen him so out of control. Sorry, sorry. She repeated, pushing him away with all her strength and jumping off the wall. Clothes are flying like a gorgeous butterfly. He stood under the wall, just standing there, watching her jump down and watching her die in front of him. Fists clenched, palms bloody. Then, with his eyes closed, he gave the order. Siege. Enemy at the Gates's Sixth Army didn't send it. Goodbye is life and death. Can You Ever Forgive Me? There are so many brothers behind me. They risked their lives for me. I can't disappoint them. Sorry, sorry. The knot of empathy is still there, and ... where is the person? Above the Nine Towers. The woman in the portrait is all smiles, and her every move seems to be alive. He often looks at her like this and can't sleep at night. He will always remember her decisive face when she jumped off the tower on the day she fell to China, and her bitter love that despair could not hide. He doesn't blame her for not waiting for him. In the late spring of that year, the person she saw was herself, but it wasn't him who had sex with Huakui Wushan in Chunyige, but the body double he was looking for to disturb the court's eyes. Everything, unexpectedly, gradually got out of control. On the day of her pain, he could only look on coldly from a distance. On her wedding day, he could only be sad by the lake where they were engaged. On the day she entered the palace, he just lost his mind for a moment on the battlefield, and then went into killing. On the day she died, he was firmly caught by the adjutant, but he didn't even save the body. There's nothing wrong with her. He failed her, failed her. If he was not too young and frivolous, he always wanted to do something for the country's righteousness. Want to lay the world for her. If he had taken her away, wouldn't it have happened? Men say it's for the sake of the overall situation. He just smiled and said nothing. It's late. I lost. For her sake, men let them pass easily and switch her life with one. He did everything in the world for her. I, on the other hand, fell in love with the country, ascended the throne and was worshipped by thousands of people. I fought the world for her. In the end, I won the world but lost her.