Macbeth and Tricolour Cloud (Gentleman Lan) have a dense popularity, a thousand silk Shakespeare opera, Macbeth chants echoes, and the stars float around the court. Standing erect and full of indignation and great delay, indulging in life tunnels, turning the river and the sea for a century, one can not call one's own king's anchor. How to interpret the dense song, or get a bunch of clouds in the middle of the field, and let the three-color clouds flow.