This Tang Dynasty Is a Bit Strong

Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, my soul has been around for thousands of years. A young man in the ninth year of Wude, he sat quietly looking at Chang'an and wrote about the Spring and Autumn Period. My Tang Dynasty does not have the chaos and desolation, but only the prosperity and strength of a kind father and a filial son, and wise kings and wise ministers. Here there is the hospitality of "it's a pleasure to have friends come from far away". There is a heroic spirit here: "Anyone who offends our prosperous Tang Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away". There is a kind of splendor here called Datang. This is my Tang Dynasty, there is no greater, only the strongest.