我听到了落锁的声音。透过历史的漫漫隧道,我远远看到了坐在皇位上的那个人,一道旨下:闭关,锁国。从此,普天之下,唯我华夏;蛮貊之邦,宛若浮云。传承千年的儒家文化、道德教化成为坚守不渝的治国之本;天朝上国,仁君治世,每朝每代,在我眼中皆是盛世繁华。细加思量,这一锁锁住的,又岂止是国家?那薄薄的一纸圣旨,分明是隔在东方与 I heard the sound of falling lock. Through the long history of the tunnel, I saw the man sitting in the throne, a purpose to: retreat, lock the country. Since then, all over the world, the only me Hua Xia; barbarian state, like a cloud. Spread thousands of years of Confucian culture, moral education has become the unswerving rule of the country; heaven and the world, benevolent monarchy, every dynasty, in my eyes are prosperous prosperity. Carefully considered, this lock locked, but also more than the state? That thin paper imperial edict, clearly separated in the East and