Between Tang and Tibet

The eighth century, the crossroads of East Asia. The shadows of Tang and Tubo are intertwined in the south of colorful clouds. A weak country really has no diplomacy? How can we keep our faith if we are not afraid of deceit? From the smoke of the Yi Village to the palaces of the royal capital, from the splendor of Chang'an to the oaths of the snow-covered oaths... They fell into the torrent of history, seeking a civilized answer. When the fragrance of Pu'er tea fades away, when the wind in Dianchi Lake subsides, when the moon sets over Erhai Lake and the sun sets over Cangshan Mountain... "Going home" became the last echo in the annals of history. Romance, flowers, snow and moon, never a footnote in Nanzhao. What this piece of red land witnessed was a kingdom breaking out of its backbone from the gap between giants. After all, Cangshan and Erhai Lake are everlasting.