历史渐行渐远,偶尔翻开尘封的页面,许多看似遥远的场景,不经意间裹挟而来。岁月的痕迹、先辈的智慧,无不让我们浸润在古老的记忆中,有时候,一块砖、一片瓦、一掊土,也会让我们触摸那久远历史的脉搏。9月,背起行囊,踏上这片辽远的土地,聆听那里的古风今韵。 History is drifting away from time to time, occasionally turning up the dusty pages, many seemingly distant scenes, inadvertently coerced from. The traces of time, the wisdom of our ancestors, all let us infiltrate the ancient memory, and sometimes, a brick, a tile, a piece of earth, let us touch the pulse of that long history. In September, take up his luggage, set foot on this piece of land far away, listen to the ancient rhyme there.