The jade steps lead to the Beidou, and the golden tower pillows the Nanshan Mountain.
All nations wear robes and crowns, and thousands of officials wear swords and rings.
The clouds are blooming in Danfeng Palace, and the dew is cold in Zichen class.
If you want to ask about economics, the moon in Chang'an is full.
Yan Qingyun slowly walked through the corridor of Cave 220 of the Mogao Grottoes and looked at the majestic "Brilliant Light Buddhist Sutra" on the stone wall. He couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts. The memories of traveling to the Tang Dynasty came back like a tide. He suddenly felt a mixture of emotions. He waved his hair and dipped it in thick ink, and completed the "Ode of Everlasting Regret" in one fell swoop, leaping on the wall...
The water in the Dragon Pond is warm and the orchid boats are flowing, and the Phoenix Pavilion is locked in deep green spring.
The neon clothes startle the dawn in Li Palace, and the Jiegu drum cripples the autumn trees.
Hu Ma has neighed over the Qinghai moon, and the Han Palace is still singing about the sorrow of white people.
When the drums and drums of Yuyang are changing at three o'clock, who can see people wandering in the Palace of Eternal Life?
The writing is smooth and quite good.