Sand and the city

With big long buried in sand, snow cover trail, the wind chill away sand, towering clouds of light pink day. In this one, only the company of yellow sand, the sun dance where the wind is accompanied by the sound of that through the years, leading thousands of years, quietly echoed in the sand on the long way.
        I do not know history, buried the sand, or sand buried in history, but history is there, present in the sand under the present in that ancient city buried by sand. Thousand years of history after the wheel came quietly, so that the history of thousands of years ago to the present world, through which layers of sand, a taste of history that the deposition of sand hidden by tall by city, pondering the vicissitudes of history. Thousand years of history, it is just a moment, for the people, but it is the reincarnation whole lives. Standing above the sand and the ancient city, overlooking that a myriad of sand, lifeless sand, who can imagine the way the ancient city of thousand years ago. Through those yellowed pages, subtle taste of the busy year, through those unearthed cultural relics, truly experience the city once had a civilization. Now, everything has to go with the wind and buried in the sand under the yellowed pages deep in among the people lost in the memory.
Here, once dominated by Hun cavalry, who make contributions to the battlefield is the Wei Qing Huo, who is Lady Zhaojun and sorrow of the road. Witnessed here, "green and wild and fog, wind-swept pastures of cows and sheep," the quiet life, but also witnessed the cruelty of bloody battle, but also witnessed the celebration of song dance song scene work. Here, the "battlefield Zuiwo Jun Mo laughed, a few people since ancient times fought back," the bold, there are "no fixed river poor bone, still is Chungui Meng Li Ren," the sad, but also that "Poor Baifa Sheng," the bleak . Desert flags, natural stone Yan, Wei Wuyang whip, Genghis, a few heroes, but not conceal his feelings of loss, people have changed everything off, after all, a handful of loess, sand turned into this long. This piece of land, contains too much history, but also created a lot of history. History is always present in the past, and now, long hidden in the history of yellow sand, be it with layers of opened, reveal that the real side. Through the real side, heroes, with big long, gloomy, and unpredictable situation

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