Poems about the Walls of Chang'an

Poems about the Night View of Chang'an Wall

1. Poems about the Night View of Chang'an in Summer

Poems about the Night View of Chang'an: (1) The night view of the mountain room of the master of the industry is waiting for the arrival of Ding Bu (Meng Haoran) The sunset is over the western ridge, and the ravines are suddenly all night long. The moon and pines are cool at night, and the wind and springs are full of clear sounds. The woodcutter has returned to his home, and the birds have settled down. The woodcutter has returned to his home, and the birds have settled down in the smoke. Joyful Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu) Good rain knows the time of the year, when spring comes. The wind dives into the night and moistens things silently. The path is dark with clouds, the riverboat is bright with fire. The flowers are heavy in Jin Guan Cheng. Writing Reminiscences on a Night's Journey (Du Fu) The fine grasses on the breezy shore, the dangerous mast and the boat alone at night. The starry field is wide, the moon flows in the great river. I'm not famous for my writings, but I'm old and sick. What is the resemblance of a sand gull in heaven and earth? Farewell to the Final South (Wang Wei) I was a good Taoist in my middle age, and my home was in the southern mountains in the evening. When I was in my middle age, I was a good Taoist, and I came home to the southern mountains in my old age. I traveled to the end of the river and watched the clouds rise. When I was a young man, I was quite fond of Taoism, and in my later years I went to the southern mountains. Looking at the Moon (Zhang Jiuling) The bright moon is born on the sea, the sky is at the end of the world. My lover complains about the distant night, and thinks of me in the evening. The candle is extinguished, the light is full, and my clothes are covered with dew. I can't bear to give you a gift, but I'm still in bed dreaming of a better time. Miscellaneous Poems (by Shen Nephew) I heard that the Yellow Dragon garrison has been in place for many years. Pity the poor girl who has been in the Han camp for so long. The young woman is in love this spring, and the good man was in love last night. Who can take the flag and drum to get the Dragon City? Under the Sub-Beigu Mountain (Wang Wan) Beyond the green mountains on the road, in front of the green water in the boat. The tide is flat and the shore is wide, the wind is right and the sail is hanging. The sun is still shining in the sea, and the river is in the old year. Where can I send a letter to my hometown? The Returning Geese by Luoyang. Night at Niuzhu Huaigu (Li Bai) Niuzhu West River at night, no clouds in the blue sky; boarding the boat to look at the fall moon, empty memory of General Xie. I can sing, but I can't hear him. Tomorrow the sails will hang, and the maple leaves will fall. Moonlight Night (Du Fu) Tonight, the moon in Shanshu Prefecture is the only thing I can see in my room. I pity my little girl, but I can't remember Chang'an. My maid is wet with fragrance and mist, and my arm is cold with clear light. When will I lean on the false front and see the tears in the moonlight? The dew is white tonight, the moon is bright in my hometown. The moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about my life and death. I have no family to ask if I will live or die. The letter I sent to you never reaches me. Sending Envoy Li to Zizhou (Wang Wei) The trees in ten thousand ravines reach to the sky, and the azaleas resound in a thousand mountains. It rains all night in the mountains, and there are hundreds of springs at the end of the trees. The women of Han are losing their cloths, the people of Ba are suing for taro fields. I am a professor, but I don't dare to rely on my predecessors. Returning to the South Mountain at the End of the Year (Meng Haoran) I don't want to write a letter in the north, but I want to return to my hut in the south. I have been abandoned by my masters because of my lack of talent, and I have been neglected by my old friends because of my many illnesses. The gray hairs of the old man are hastening his aging, and the green sun is forcing him to leave the year. I can't sleep at night, the pine moon and the window are in ruins. The mountains are dark all night, the apes are sad, and the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night. The wind is blowing on both sides of the river, and the moon is shining on a lonely boat. Jiande is not my land, but I remember my old travels to Weiyang. I still have two lines of tears to send to the west of the sea. A Gift to Cheng Yan on an Autumn Night (Chinese Superiority) The long woven grass mat welcomes the wind in the early morning, and the empty city is covered with tranquil moonlight. The starry river is full of geese in the fall, and the anvil and pestle are full of houses in the night. It is too late to see the season, and I can't wait to lie down. I've been chanting beautiful lines before, but I don't realize that the crows have already chirped. The moon is full again in the fall, and the city is full of night. The moon is full again in autumn, and the night is heavy in the city. The windy branches startle the dark magpies, the dewy grass covers the cold insects. The wind and branches frighten the dark magpies, and the dew and grass cover the cold insects. Farewell to Han Shen at Yunyang Pavilion (Sikong Shu) I have seen my old friend on the river and the sea, and I have been separated from him by mountains and rivers for a few times. The first time we saw each other, it was a dream, and we were sad to see each other. The lonely lamp shines in the cold rain, and the deep bamboo floats in the dark smoke. I'm not sure if I've ever seen you before, but I'm sure I've never seen you again. Night Thoughts on Zhangtai (Wei Zhuang) The clear wires complain of the distant night, and the wind and the rain are saddened by the winding strings. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make it to the next stage, but I'm sure I'll be able to make it to the next stage. The grass is already in the clouds, and the old man is far away. I can't send a letter to my hometown, and the geese are returning to the south in the fall. The fog on the balcony is lifting, the water in the dreaming isle is clearing. The distant mountains are hidden and visible, the flat sands are still broken. The parting of the strings is a bitter sound, and the parting song is a sad one. I will take care of the corn in Donggao. Farewell Poem for Shen Jirou at Night (Fan Yun) The water of 桂 is clear at night, and the mountains of Chu are clear at dawn. Autumn winds and autumn moon are separated by thousands of miles. The cold branches are not to be picked, and the frosty monkeys are to be heard alone. I am not sure if I am missing you, but I am thinking of you. The Weaving Maiden Poem (Fan Yun) The water's edge is full of water, and the air is full of self-pity at night. The river is not yet filled. The river has not yet been filled in. My feelings are tied up in a hundred ways. I would like to be a pair of green birds in front of the mirror. The Cave (Du Fu) In the early fall, when the well is cold, I sleep alone in the river city with the wax torch remaining. The moonlight in the middle of the sky is so beautiful, who can see it? I have been in the city for ten years, but I have not been able to go back to the city. I can't bear to be alone for ten years, but I am forced to stay in one branch of peace. Boat traveling on the Jiangyin Road (Zhang Yanshi) After the rain, a foot of water is invaded by the boat, and the door is filled with broken willows and cattails. In my dreams, I hear the sound of broken horns, and when I rise, I see the new tide reaching the old marks. Fish and salt have become a marketplace everywhere, and fish and fishnets are used by children and grandchildren in every house. I have sent an edict to the people to relieve them of their labor, but three coins for a bucket of rice is not enough. Night in the Pavilion (Du Fu) The twilight of the year is short, and the frost and snow at the end of the sky clear up the cold sky. The drums and horns of the fifth night sound mournful, and the stars and rivers of the three gorges are shaken by the shadows. A thousand houses cry of war, and a few places sing of fishermen and woodcutters. Crouching dragon jumping horse ended up in the yellow earth, the personnel voice book is silent. Song of Returning to Lumen Mountain at Night (Meng Haoran) The bells of the mountain temples are ringing in the twilight of the day, and there is a clamor in the fishermen's ferry. The bells of the mountain temples are ringing in the evening, and there is a clamor at the end of the fishing ferry. The moonlight at Lumen opens up the smoky trees, and I suddenly arrive at Pang Gong's hermitage. The rocky and pine paths are long and lonely, but only the ghosts come and go. From Xiakou to Parachute Island, Looking at Yueyang at Night, Sending to Yuan Zhongcheng (Liu Changqing) There are no waves and no smoke in Tingzhou, and the thoughts of the Chu guests are all the more remote. The setting sun at Hankou crosses the birds diagonally, and the autumn water in Dongting is far away from the sky. The lone city blows its horn in the cold, the solitary garrison moors its boat in the river at night. Jia Yi wrote a letter of concern to the Han Dynasty, and Changsha banished him to the ancient and modern world. Evening in Ezhou (Lu Lun) The clouds have opened up and I can see Hanyang Castle in the distance, but it is still a lone sail. I know the waves are still when I sleep by day, and the boatman feels the tide is rising when he talks by night. The moon is bright in my heart, and the moon is bright in my eyes. The old business has been finished with the battle, but the sound of the drums on the river is even better. Untitled (Li Shangyin) Last night's stars and last night's wind, west of the Painted Building, east of the Gui Hall. I have no colorful phoenix and wings, but my heart is in the same place. Warm spring wine is sent to the other seat, and the wax lamps are red. The drums and the drums are all in favor of the officials, and the horses are all in favor of the officials, and the horses are all in favor of the officials. One of the Untitled (Li Shangyin) The moon is slanting and the clock is ringing at five o'clock upstairs. The dream of a distant farewell is hard to call, and the book is not yet thick enough to be written. The wax is half caged in gold and jade, and the musk is faintly embroiled in hibiscus. Liu Lang already hates the distance of Pengshan, but it is even further away from Pengshan. The boat is moored in the smoky islet, the day is dusk, and the guest's sorrow is new. The wild open sky is low in trees, the river is clear and the moon is close to the people Bamboo Likan (Wang Wei) Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo grove, playing the zither and wailing again. The deep forest is unknown to the people, and the bright moon comes to shine on them. Autumn Night to Qiu (Wei Yingwu) I am in love with you in the autumn night, and I walk on a cool day. The pines are falling on the empty mountains, and the ghosts are still awake. Goshu's Song (West) The seven stars of the Big Dipper are high, and Goshu carries a sword at night. I have never dared to cross Lintao. The Snowy Night at Hibiscus Mountain (Liu Changqing) The mountains are far away at sunset, and the sky is cold and the white house is poor. The dog barks at the wood door, and the man returns home at night in the snow. Under the Seas (Lu Lun) The moon is dark, the geese are flying high, and the monarchs are running away at night. I want to ride my light horse, but the snow fills my bow and sword. Under the Plateau Song (Lu Lun) The darkness of the forest frightens the wind, and the general draws his bow at night. The white feather is found in the plain light, but it is lost in the rocky ridge. Night at the Mountain Monastery (Li Bai) The tower is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. I don't dare to raise my voice for fear of scaring the people in the sky. The Jade Steps (Li Bai) The white dew on the jade steps invades the stockings at night. The next step is to go down.

2. Describe the scene of Chang'an City Night Lantern Festival

After dinner on April 12, my father, mother and I went into the city to watch the night scene.

We came to the bright and spacious Chang'an Road. The tall sycamore trees on both sides of the road, has produced a piece of new leaves. Under the tree every ten meters or so, there is a round glass floor lamp. The green light from the ground lamps shines directly on the leaves, making them bright and green. The green belt in the middle of the road, green grass, a tall pine and cypress, in the lawn under the light of the ground lights, look more verdant; the road on both sides of the advertising light boxes, colorful, one after another, dazzling; the road cars come and go, endless flow, bright headlights, red taillights, flashing, converging into a colorful colorful river.

Come to the South Gate Square. Look, the ancient city wall, red lights strings, colorful flags fluttering, the entire city gates, towers and various pavilions on the wall, decorated in the light, shining, the entire outline is clearly visible, like a beautiful and moving sketch. Listen to my father said, in order to light up the ancient city, has been along the entire city wall and the city building building building outline, all installed string lights, so there is now such a beautiful scenery.

Into the city gates, to the bustling South Street. On both sides of the street, filled with large and small stores, banks, hotels, restaurants, everywhere is flowing, colorful. The neon lights in front of the stores, constantly changing colors; the front of the large signboards are gorgeous and lively, lifelike, appearing very eye-catching; bright windows, models wearing expensive fashions, it looks like a real person; stores, people in and out, leisurely picking out their favorite commodities. Every building here is illuminated and brightly lit. The top of the building, installed down to cast light downlights, the ground is installed up to cast light spotlights, the upper and lower light areas overlap each other, into one, so that the whole building lights, night as day.

Walking in the evening breeze, fresh air on the street, enjoying this beautiful night scene, I seem to have entered a world of fire.

Ah! The ancient Xi'an, beautiful Xi'an, colorful Xi'an, you like an incomparable bright pearl, your tomorrow will be even better! I will always love you - beautiful Xi'an!

3. Poetry related to the city wall

1. Time destroys its vicissitudes: but he is still standing on one side, as a furious vajra. He has experienced much desolation there are wind and flowers and snow and moon prosperity also have the sadness of people gone tea cold. Moss is a trace of the passage of time, the ancient wall blocking the enemy to make the city solid as gold.

2. The ancient city wall of the four seasons of the scenery is always new, can attract people's thoughts and miss, Xi'an people, foreigners, Chinese, foreigners, there is no difference between the heart, the same give a smile.

3. The ancient city wall of Shouxian is one of the few well-preserved city walls in China. Shouxian has been a military town for thousands of years due to its location on the river and its stronghold over the Huaihuai River.

4. The city wall was originally built of flat bricks, and after liberation, in order to prevent flooding, the wall was partially built of stone, and in recent years, it has been reinforced with stone strips one after another.

5. As a witness of ancient history, Shouzhou people cherish the well-preserved city wall. The city wall was rebuilt in the Song Dynasty and has been repaired repeatedly since then. The wall is 7174 meters in circumference, 9.7 meters in height, 18-20 meters wide at the bottom and 6-10 meters wide at the top.

6. On the east wall of the south gate of the ancient city, there is a stone carving of a samurai in the shape of a stabbing, which is one of the "Eight Scenes of Shouzhou", "Menrijin".

7. Standing on the wide city wall, looking far away. Under the broad sky, the ancient brick wall stretches out with the mountains and ravines, tumbling and undulating.

8. The Great Wall, which has stood here for thousands of years, is a record of life and a witness to history. I guess the longest, strongest and thickest gray wall on earth, must contain something. It? Is not the great soul of our ancient nation?

9. The wall was built so high. The owner of the walled city thought that the towering walls would give people an impression of impregnability, and that being tall would be a sign of strength. But such figurative power was no match for a single word, no match for the lord of the kingdom of Wei in this generation who said, "Let us surrender."

10. a wall, a few bricks. If there is no history, those legends, its value is what we see, no need to look deeper.

11. Walked through the city of lonely youth, gently caress the mottled ancient city walls, ask how many mirrors in the flow of years, unconsciously, quietly fall the rain of sadness.

12. Chinese books of etiquette stipulate that the city walls must be square, situated must be in order: the city walls to open 12 gates to coincide with the 12 months, there must be an inner city for the royal family to live.

13. the past time, stay in a corner, I traced all the way through the ancient city walls, I saw the black and white us, so I smiled once again sentimental ......

14. in the rain, walked through the thick Yuan city walls, climbed the ancient standing Big Wild Goose Pagoda, walked in the hazy Qujiang I can't find the dream of Chang'an, the dream of you.

15. The ancient city wall, as if it has stood here for ages, the 100-meter-high wall has been covered with a little moss, and these moss, it is the trace of the passage of time, is the best evidence of the vicissitudes of life.

16. Look really a little, the rise and fall of the city wall, can not stand the weight of history and slightly stooped, countless cracks, clumps of weeds, majestic just shell, it is deserted for a long time, all over the remnants of shells. Any enemy can be attacked in one fell swoop.

17. When I climbed the ancient city walls, when I stroked the rotting beams and pillars, when I excitedly leaned on the fence and looked away, there will always be a trace of sourness rushed up to the throat, always heard a voice said loudly: remember? Your ancestor's name is Yan Huang.

18. The city wall at each corner of a corner platform, the southwest corner platform for the round, the remaining three for the square. Corner platform protruding from the wall, built more than the enemy platform taller than the corner of the building, indicating its importance in the defense of the war.

19. The city wall every 120 meters from the protruding enemy platform, *** there are 98. Existing 93. Enemy platform built on the enemy tower, is the guarding soldiers rest, lookout and place of combat.

20. The growth and development of the Xi'an City Wall had a long process, and the subsequent construction never stopped. The history of the Xi'an city wall is superimposed on the history of the city wall, tracing the source, can be fully extended to the Sui and Tang dynasties more than 1,400 years ago, and should not be because of the construction of the Ming Dynasty package of bricks, and then concluded that there is only a history of more than 600 years.

4. Rain to see the night view of Chang'an Street verse

It was raining outside the window, pouring rain. Open the curtains and watch the rain streaming down the glass of the window, outlining countless beautiful meanders . The city in my eyes, the whole piece of darkness, only the street lamps sporadic sporadic, and occasionally a few cars pass by to make some noise to break the silence. Maybe this lonely city is waiting for a sound to wake up the sleeping passion, but unfortunately, not this sound, abrupt, tiresome. Just like everyone is waiting for a sound to wake up their own silent heart.

It's hard to ......

Actually, I don't hate the rain that much. I can't tell you the moment when I thought it would be good to rain, especially when I was looking forward to it. It's not so bad when it's a gloomy afternoon and the sky is low. Occasionally, a few pieces of dead leaves, this picture is a bit sad flavor, but full of anticipation, looking forward to what, I do not know ......

Such a rainy night, always feel a bit of nothing to do. But enjoy this feeling, the noisy rain outside the window, the more seemingly calm inside the house. This calm will not be empty, as if nothing, no goal, no motivation, no hope. This kind of peace makes people feel full, as if surrounded by something, even if they sit and do nothing, they will not feel bored. As if this kind of quiet how difficult it is, even if a person is good, or a person is good.

I still don't like too much noise, although I am sometimes noisy enough. But I still like the quiet environment, no light outside the window, the sound of the rain slowly dripping into the heart. Even if it is a little cold, but still feel warm in the heart.

I can not imagine that I have always hated the rain will hear the sound of heavy rain fell on the rush to write something, oh, it is nonsense ~ as if there is not so much good feelings. And then extraordinary things will be life becomes ordinary, very ordinary rainy night, I think I may be able to sleep well tonight, if the rain continues to fall.

A night of rain, soaking every piece of shiny memory, boundless thoughts, empty steps drop to the Ming.

In fact, I do not like the rain in the city, in contrast, I prefer the countryside when it rains, the rain sprinkled roof tiles, along the eaves and down the kind of crisp, more like the "accumulation of rain and empty forests, smoke and fire late" "how many buildings in the smoke and rain," the kind of state of mind; more like "Spring tide with rain late rush, wild boat no one boat from the cross", "desert paddy fields flying egret, Yin Yin Xia Sen warble oriole" the kind of scenery.

My friend said that the rainy night is very beautiful, she can talk to the heart. At the beginning I do not believe that I have not been in the center of the rainy night, and the rainy night conversation, always maintain a sense of immediacy. When it dawned on me that it was a little late, the energy that permeates from the rainy night is really fascinating, and it makes you want to wander. Following the trail of the rainy night, feeling the tension of her overflowing flowers, and appreciating the splendor of her blossoming summer flowers, I seem to be a little drunk. Standing in front of the window, open the curtains, but I and the rain outside the window collided. I know that the dots of crystal clear water droplets, must be the eyes of the poem, finally, the floating of the dark fragrance let me quietly savor this rainy night ----

5. Poems about the city wall

"Spring Arrival"

Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

If spring still arrives in the south, I will fight to the east building to make the day long again.

The white plums are floating in the streams, and the yellow willows are coming out of the city walls.

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.

The first thing I want to do is to get old, so I'm not going to be able to take advantage of the scenery anymore. Since Boldon was strong, the official built a city to cover the captives.

The construction of the city must work hard, the city is high enough to cover the thieves.

The city was built to protect us from the thieves, but it was not built to protect us from the thieves.

The city was besieged by the captors.

The city of Pingcheng was besieged by the captors.

The city of Pingcheng was besieged by the captives, and the wall of the city was closed by the Han Chinese.

The city was surrounded by the enemy, but the enemy was not able to get to the city.

The city was built in a way that would not have bothered me, and I was willing to listen to Ting's words. The city was built on the site of the Honglu Temple, and I was worried that the prisoners would come out of the gate.

"Climbing to the Post Tower at Jinling River"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Pian

The ancient garrison is based on the danger, and the tall building is seen as five beams. The roots of the mountains are coiled around the post road, and the river water drenches the city wall.

The trees in the garden nested parrots, and the flowers in the garden smelled of musk. The first time I saw you, I remembered that I was a fisherman.

Last year, I came here tonight, and I saw the west wind curling up the magpie's nest. The green mountain is the pavilion of Buddha, and the red leaves fill the porch of monks.

The color of the bamboo is even on the flat ground, and the sound of insects is above. The most compassionate east side of the quiet, for near the wall of Chu City.

The First Completion of the Official Mansion

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhao Shixiu

For the house next to the city wall, the first to seek the cool summer.

I chiseled a pool to accommodate all the water, and planted bamboos to break the slanting sun.

The official is three years old, but he is not busy with anything.

I don't know how to make up for it, but I'm afraid it's hard to sit still.

6. What are some of the poems that praise the beauty of Chang'an

I remember the days when the city was in full bloom, and there were still thousands of families in the small town. The first time I saw it, it was a very beautiful place, and I was so happy to see it. The first time I saw this was when I was a young man, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a woman in the world. The man plows and the woman weaves without losing sight of each other. From the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu's "Memories of the Past" Introduction: Although the title is Memories of the Past, it is actually satirizing the present.

The first one is about Emperor Suzong's trust eunuch Li Fuguo and his favorite Zhang Liangdi, which led to a bad discipline and chaos in the country's government, and the purpose is to warn Emperor Daizong not to take the same path as Emperor Suzong; the second one is about Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty when he was in his heyday, and the purpose is to inspire Emperor Daizong to devote himself to restoring the prosperity of the country, and it is not about remembering the past and remembering the past. The original text: the first Remembering the former emperor's tour of Shuo Fang, thousands of rides into Xianyang.

The proud sons of Yinshan, the horses of sweat and blood, drove East Hu Hu to hide. The Yecheng rebellion is not to be blamed, but the children of Guanzhong have spoiled the discipline.

The queen of Zhang is not happy to be busy, but she is still in a state of turmoil. The first thing I want to do is to get the money to pay for it.

In the past, I was close to the ministry to serve as a guide, and the army was not to be taken as a whole. The first time I saw this, I was able to get my hands on some of the best equipment in the world, and I was able to get my hands on some of the best equipment in the world.

The Cannon is sitting on the royal bed, and all the officials are barefooted with the king of heaven. I wish I could see Fu Jiezi in the north of the country, and the old man would not need to be a scholar.

The second remembered the heyday of Kaiyuan, a small town still hides ten thousand families. The first one is the one that is not a part of the world, and the second one is the one that is not a part of the world, and the third one is the one that is not a part of the world.

The roads of the nine states are free of jackals and tigers, and there is no need to travel on auspicious days. The people of China are all in love with each other, and the people of China are all in love with each other, and the people of China are all in love with each other.

The saints in the palace played Yunmen, and all the friends in the world were glued to each other. The world's friends are all in love. For more than a hundred years, there has been no disaster, and Shusun's rituals and music have been in harmony with Xiao He's laws.

I have never heard of a silk that cost ten thousand dollars, and I have never heard of a grain that was planted in a field that bled.

The first thing I want to do is to get rid of all the old and new houses, the old and new houses, and the new houses.

The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of a movie, and the second time I saw it was when I was in the middle of a movie. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.

Zhou Xuan Zhongxing looked forward to my emperor, shed tears Jianghan body disease. The first year Suzong reign Lingwu, recovered Guanzhong, borrowed the Yinshan proud son of Huihe troops recovered two capitals, the East Hu Anqingxu ran away from Hebei to die in Yecheng, Shi Siming troops to save Anqingxu in Yecheng, both surrendered and rebel capricious and resumed the fall of Tokyo and Luoyang is expected.

Suzong was terrified all day long to please the trust Guanzhong villain Li Fuguo, favor and fear of the harem Zhang Liang Di, resulting in bad discipline and the national government in chaos, so that today, the Emperor is still in the laborious anxiety to clean up the outline of the dynasty. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

Around the emperor, and gleaner job for the provision of escort, Daizong to Guangping Wang by the world's military marshal, has recovered two capital unstoppable. Daizong listened to the eunuch Cheng Yuanzhen slander, Guo Ziyi soldiers handle, so that the Qiyong area of thin troops, can not prevent the enemy outside the country.

So that Tubo invasion of the fall of the two capitals, the capital library, burned and looted, the officials were in a mess on the road, the shoes are too late to wear to follow Daizong fled to Shaanxi Province. When can there be Fu Jiezi such a brave character to redress the shame of the country ah, as long as the country can be destroyed in the Kou Zhongxing, I personally do not do Shangshulang does not matter.

Secondly, I think that when the reign of Emperor Kaiyuan was in full bloom, there were ten thousand people in small cities, agricultural harvests, food reserves, storage warehouses are full of rice. The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers, and the company's customers will be able to provide the best possible service to its customers, and the company will be able to provide the best possible service to its customers.

At that time, handicrafts and commerce were developed, and the vehicles of the merchants were everywhere in the trade, and they were all over the road. The first is the first time in the history of the world, and the second is the first time in the history of the world, and the third is the first time in the history of the world.

The son of heaven in the palace played the music of sacrifices to heaven and earth, a peaceful and peaceful. People were friendly to each other and had a good relationship with each other, and there was no major disaster in more than a hundred years.

The country was prosperous and the politics was clear. After the Anshi Rebellion, the fields were deserted and prices were so high that a silk cloth was sold for 10,000 kilograms of money.

The palace in Luoyang was burned to the ground, and the Tubo also captured Chang'an and entrenched for half a month, and Emperor Daizong recaptured the two capitals shortly thereafter. I don't dare to ramble on about the old days with people of high standing, for fear that they will start again from An Lushan's sacking of the two capitals, and cause each other to break their hearts.

It is my honor that the court granted me the post of Minister of Public Works in the Ministry of Public Works in the first place.

Appreciation: Although the title is "Remembering the Past", it is actually a satirical work.