夜深了,寂寥的后宫里一盏孤烛依然闪耀着。铜镜前正坐着一位沉思的女子,悲戚的目光,紧锁的双眉,她已不知度过了多少个不眠之夜。此时的她又想起了自己的故乡,那条遥远的浣纱江,那条曾经摇曳着无数个梦的浣纱江…… Late at night, a lone candle still shines in the lonely harem. In front of the bronze mirror is a pensive woman, with a sad look and a frowning eyebrow, she has no idea how many sleepless nights she has spent. At this time, she remembered her own hometown, the far-flung crepe river, the crepe river which once swayed countless dreams...