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1西汉初,至今。一直走,走向馆陶。从史书走出来,从战争的硝烟走出来,我怀揣一轮明月之心,进入馆陶,如同撩开朦胧的雾霭,走进一枚露珠的晶莹。昔日,辽、宋对垒厮杀的战场,经过千年沧桑,已经安静成寻常巷陌。放眼望去,春光落在田野,村庄这般从容。2穆桂英和萧绰不会了解小麦灌浆的喜悦,更不会知道千年后的馆陶归属。黑小麦已经占领了古战场,它们头顶蓝天,脚踩大地,像农民一样紧紧拥抱着这片土地。
1 early Western Han Dynasty, so far. Keep walking, go to the museum pottery. Come out from the history books, come out from the smoke of the war, I carry a bright moon’s heart, into the Museum of pottery, as put aside the hazy haze, into a crystal dew. In the past, Liao and Song battlefield battlefields, after thousands of years of vicissitudes, has become a quiet alley. Looking ahead, the spring falls in the fields, the village is so calm. 2 Mu Guiying and Xiao Chuo will not understand the joy of wheat grouting, but do not know the millet Guitar Tao ownership. Black wheat has captured the ancient battlefields, with blue skies overhead and footprints on the earth, embracing the land as farmers do.