A bamboo slip, born in the fire of Qin Dynasty and awakened in the poetry of Tang Dynasty, hides the immortal soul of a civilization.
In 202X AD, deep in the construction site of Xianyang, a charred bamboo slip from the Qin Dynasty was resurfaced. Scientific testing revealed a terrifying paradox: it was covered with the ashes of burning books and humiliating Confucian scholars, but it was engraved with the most magnificent poems of the Tang Dynasty. When the young researcher touched it, the clear chanting of a young man thousands of years ago exploded in his mind——
"There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world."
From this, a secret history encrypted by poetry suddenly unfolds:
From Wang Bo's desperate prophecy in the early Tang Dynasty, to the Milky Way fantasy seen by Li Bai in the prosperous Tang Dynasty; from the broken mountains and rivers touched by Du Fu in the chaos, to the unexplained unexplained dreams of Li Shangyin throughout his life... The lives of twelve poets have become the twelve rhymes of this epic spanning three hundred years. They are not only poets, but also "sensors" and "recorders" of a great civilization at critical moments.
They thought they were writing poetry.
Little do they know that every word written in the pen is an "immune cell" of civilization, fighting against the entropy of time and the violence of history. That bamboo slip is the core of this huge immune system. It uses the blood, tears and talents of poets to repair itself, and finally piece together a final genetic map of why Chinese civilization has endured many disasters but never ceased.
And when the end and starting point of the circulation of bamboo slips coincide in time and space, a greater suspense emerges:
Is all this an accidental inheritance, or is it a carefully designed sowing of civilization that spans thousands of years?
It is the unquenchable poetic flame in the ashes, and the whisper hidden in the last song.
I am telling you why today we can still understand the moonlight and joys and sorrows of thousands of years ago.
