Imperial Nightmare

Hello everyone, this is my first submission, I hope you can give me more feedback! I used two thousand years of imperialism as a string, and plucked the homophony of five disintegrations - Qin-Han, Jin-Tang, Song-Yuan, Ming-Qing, and a "future former dynasty" whose name was erased. In the dusk of each season, chaos does not end, but restarts: the fire of burning books turns into magical embers, the bronze camel in Luoyang grows moss with runes, the iron chain under the water gate in Bianliang leads to the dragon's veins, and the sunset in Shanhaiguan reflects the bloody economic curve. Politics is a paper dragon, and economy is a leaky boat; loyalty is cast into square hole coins, betrayal is engraved on the missing corners of the national jade seal, sacrifice is repeatedly rewritten like the year name, but redemption is always late in the new calendar of the next dynasty. When the five periods of time and space folded into a silent sigh, the empire was nothing but an epic written by humans for themselves and bound in ashes. After reading, you will hear history whispering in your ears: "Destruction is not the end, oblivion is."