The sun rises in a blaze of glory, turning peaks upon peaks into a sea of fire. In an instant it climbs the sk…
The sun rises in a blaze of glory, turning peaks upon peaks into a sea of fire. In an instant it climbs the sky-road, chasing off the stars and the waning moon. The golden crow breaks the dawn, and clouds billow with rosy light. As the sun ascends, the hearts of the people turn as one.
Qingshou Hall is being readied for the Changchun Festival, with incense curling and palace lanterns hung high amid warm bustle and splendor. They celebrate the emperor's birthday and pray for peace under heaven and for the dynasty to endure.