“I rule heaven and earth, and the sky itself will fall upon you if I so decide!”
The curse of the golden flower
Gray Kali
Chrysanthemum is yellow. And the old square.
The Imperial Castle... No, not a palace castle.
It will soon become the home of flying steel.
Where the gods do not know the heavens
Chrysanthemum is yellow. The golden slogan of treason
And brocade on scarves will embroidery a fragile flower
My hands are shaking. And pulsating veins.
And on the pale face of scarlet blood flow.
That's the order. Yellow fluff festival
Turned into a deadly night carnival
In the silk of old chambers, in the rustling of hairs. .
Blood of children and father. It's all over the room.
Dotted with the blood and bodies of the dead,
There are flowers in the Imperial Square.
There's no more ruin here. And among the pagodas,
Lianas bloom at the dawn of the Void. (2012)
A costumed historical canvas. Brilliant drama in its bud. Revenge. Betrayal. Power. That's cool. Imou's good. In one breath. I highly recommend it. 👏