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那一朵牡丹在黄昏里忧那了良久,像或望舒笔下结着愁怨的丁香背影,花开使人喜,花落使人愁。我的思绪在那一片废墟里驻足停留。不为回忆那一段盛世,只为与空静默然相对。——题记漫步于人影稀疏的宽阔御道上,逆风夹带着大唐的风流绮丽将我环抱,带着千年的温度。微润的双眸中,玄武门之变的血雨腥风,贞观之治的河清海晏,开元盛世的霓裳羽衣,安史之乱的风雨飘摇……一切的一切,此刻都在这片宏盛的舞台上粉墨登场。从波澜的内心里望见了大明宫的过去,九天仙乐奏云韶,这种感觉无比真切,耳畔余音不绝。
That peony in the twilight in the worry for a long time, like or hope Shu pen knot melancholy clove back, flowers happy, flowers make people worry. My thoughts stop in that ruin. Not for the memory of that period of prosperity, only silent relative with the empty. - Inscription walking in the narrow sparse Meadow Road, the wind brought me into the wind holding me with a millennium of temperature. Micro Run eyes, the Xuanwumen become bloody, the river of Zhenguanzhiheyan Yan, Kaiyuan prosperity colorful clothes, peace and order of the Andes rain precarious ... ... All in all, now are in Hongsheng stage on stage . From the heart of the waves saw the past of the Daming Palace, nine days Xianxinsha music Shao, this feeling very real, no sound of ears.