On the long road back to the Tang Dynasty, there will be no noise of TV screens and no screams of singers. The solemnity and grandeur of the Tang Dynasty were shown in dreams. In the early Tang dynasty, it was vigorous and unrestrained; Prosperity and solemnity in the middle Tang Dynasty; At the end of the Tang Dynasty, tragedy and corruption unfolded before us. In the early Tang Dynasty, famous disciples ran around ... On the long road back to the Tang Dynasty, there would be no noise on the TV screen, and there would be no singers screaming at the top of their lungs. The solemnity and grandeur of the Tang Dynasty were shown in dreams. In the early Tang dynasty, it was vigorous and unrestrained; Prosperity and solemnity in the middle Tang Dynasty; At the end of the Tang Dynasty, tragedy and corruption unfolded before us. At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, famous disciples rushed around to study, and new scholars filed out. Poetry and Fu in the Tang Dynasty presented a prosperous scene. Li Bai's poems are as fresh and elegant as his own, while Du Fu's poems are concerned about the country and the people ... In the early Tang Dynasty, talented people came forth in large numbers. Poetry is as mellow as wine, varied and fascinating. In the early Tang Dynasty, it had flowed into a beautiful landscape. "The river is red as fire at sunrise, and the river is blue in spring" and "Lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different way". Where can the scenery be as beautiful as the Tang Dynasty? The mid-Tang Dynasty was the heyday of the Tang Dynasty. The conditions were superior, the people were harmonious, and the streets and alleys were busy and noisy. People leave their homes wide open, but they are not afraid of thieves, which is enough to show that they are almost idle and do something stealing chickens and dogs. Inside and outside the imperial court, it is solemn, the emperor is diligent in court affairs, abstains from extravagance and simplicity, and the ministers are honest and clean; Develop production rashly; The attendants are holding the exquisite and beautiful imperial concubine, and people are eating delicacies ... The economy is unprecedentedly developed and the scene is gratifying. The last years of the Tang Dynasty brought me heavy disasters and pains (in my dreams, of course). In the war, the simple structure of the artillery made a faint groan in the air; The people live a life of running around, which makes people uneasy, and the poet's works are full of sadness. "Uh ..." A burst of gunfire (mother accidentally dropped my book) woke me up. "If you want to sleep, go to sleep for a while." Mom said softly. I'm awake. I rubbed my eyes and patted my head. I couldn't help laughing ... the "Tang Dynasty" I was waiting for came, didn't it?

The broken wall of Daming Palace was mottled by the setting sun. The wind makes the sunset seem to flow, and several swaying figures faintly flash in the flow. In the river of time, I am always downstream, at the ferry, looking up at the upstream of the Tang Dynasty. I can't go upstream, and I can't go back to the past. I am indeed in front of this ruin, but I can vaguely see the peony serenading the season and the geese playing history.

Ah! I heard you! The pictures recorded in history books, the pictures that people have been longing for, are displayed over and over again with the opening and withering of peony flowers and the singing of seasons. This makes me feel that there is time and life besides time.

The Tang Dynasty, once thought to have disappeared, hid in the depths of time, but with the singing of white clouds, it left a faint trace in people's hearts, just like the dew at night, leaving a faint wetness on the flowers, which no longer exists or is out of date. If there is no time gap, maybe I can really stand in front of Daming Palace and listen to the sunset, and occasionally the sounds of the ancient and modern Tang Dynasty are scattered from his package.

The prosperous Tang Dynasty is a romantic and beautiful picture. The Jin-Goma Iron in Chang 'an, the blood spilled by Xuanwu Gate, the peaceful and prosperous times ruled by Zhenguan, the demeanor of the king of Wuhou, the crowing and dancing in the prosperous times of Kaiyuan, the turmoil of Anshi Rebellion, Guo Ziyi's peerless pride of returning to Uighur alone and the resentment of losing the empire. These have become the afterglow of the sunset. As the flowers bloom year after year, as the seasons change,

But when I calm down, I can't hear any sound of the Tang Dynasty. It is hidden in the depths of time with the afterglow of the sunset. In Daming Palace, in the ruins of Daming Palace, I feel that there is another Daming Palace besides Daming Palace. It is not a ruin, but like a peony flower in memory, blooming on the lawn. This is yesterday, yesterday in Daming Palace. I don't understand why yesterday appeared today and why it was this before.

Maybe people really can't go back to the past, but they can enjoy the warmth of memories. It has been nearly 1,400 years since the Tang Dynasty. It is already a statue on a mountain peak, and I am a pedestrian coming down from the mountain. I hope the sunset can take me to the top of the mountain, but the sunset will flow and time will not go back. I don't know what the Daming Palace feels to everyone, and I can't express the feelings that the Daming Palace brings to me and the feelings that the Tang Dynasty brings to me. if

But ... I'm looking for the memory of Daming Palace, eager to experience the sound of a thousand years ago. A thousand years ago, at the top of the mountain, at the upstream, at the foot of the mountain and at the ferry, I looked up to the glory. Maybe I really heard voices from the Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago, but now I just want these voices to echo in my ears.

I stood in front of the ruins of Daming Palace, turning the noise of the world into striking pink, drifting with the wind, looking for the first memory. People always like to leave souvenirs, but souvenirs always want to remember fragments, and no matter how hard they spell it, they can't spell a complete pattern. The same is true of history books, which are traces of history or fragments of dynasties. Daming Palace is a fragment of the Tang Dynasty, a fragment of the Spring and Autumn Period in 289. I don't know why I am so lonely, and so is Daming Palace. My memory, the memory of Daming Palace, melts into loneliness. Time uses rise and fall, rise and fall, prosperous Tang Dynasty to explain Daming Palace.

I recall, recall the explanation of time, the world is intermittent, sometimes I can't tell the intersection of sadness and joy. If I choose the voice of memory, I want the voice of the Tang Dynasty and the voice of the past. A person's life may feel very chatty, but when you recall the sound of the past, it has long been hidden in the depths of time. The only thing you can taste is traces, only faint traces. Daming Palace, a thousand-year-old trace was buried in the Six Dynasties. The song of the Millennium is to celebrate the ancient story and today's sadness, a sad and beautiful story, and it is told by Daming Palace, telling its story of a thousand years, a thousand years of sadness and a beautiful and sad story. It has been buried in Daming Palace for a thousand years.

The ancient Daming Palace and the sadness of Daming Palace, like the old people, lament the passage of time. I wonder when it will disappear from here. I listened to Daming Palace telling its story, telling the story of the Tang Dynasty, which is not seen in history books. Once the song and dance became ruins, illuminated by the flowing sunset. Only through the ruins can I hear nothing from a thousand years ago.