
Yongqing
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Trumpets, suonas, small tunes and loud tunes. The traffic of official ships is chaotic, and it all depends on you to raise your voice. When the army hears it, the army is worried, and when the people hear it, the people are afraid. Where can we tell what is true and what is false? What you see blows over this house and hurts that house. It only blows away the water and the geese fly away! There are bluestone slabs, white towers, and gates on three streets and two alleys. The tall pavilions and thick palace walls cost many lives. There are white jade tiles on the bluestone slabs and thick earthen walls outside the golden pavilion. The stone road is winding and the pavilions and high walls are as far as the eye can see. The streets are full of people, horses and cars, and the water is flowing. At night, there are endless lights, fires and sounds along the coast, and it is bottomless. The bones are buried under the foundations of the pavilions in prosperous times, and the heroes in troubled times burn their fat.
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