Yang Yanhui sat in the palace, thinking and sighing, recalling the tragic events of that year. I am like a caged bird with wings, and like a tiger out of the mountain, suffering from loneliness; I am like a wild goose flying away from the south, and like a shallow dragon trapped on the beach. Think of the bloody battle at the beach meeting (Xipi Class 26) that year, leaving only rivers of blood and piles of bones; Only Yang Jiajiang fled from east to west, and only all the children got out of the saddle. I was captured, changed my name and body, and changed Yang's role into a new one to match my marriage. Xiao Tianzuo fought two wars in Tianmen, and my mother came to Beifan with food and grass. I want to go out to see my mother, but I'm far away. I miss my mother so much that I can't help but feel heartbroken. I miss my mother so much that I shed tears on my chest. (crying) It's rare to see mother and son, my mother! (Xipi Rock Plate) Unless it is a dream reunion.