Are there any Loulan immigrants?

Taizong has a cloud: with copper as a mirror, you can be well dressed; Taking history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall; Take people as a mirror, you can know the gains and losses.

I said, with Loulan as a mirror, you can be familiar with ancient and modern times. When the Mongolian woman set foot on her hometown that she missed day and night, she wanted to cry without tears in the face of the mottled grassland. How many times did "Beautiful Home" appear in her dream, so it was brutally and realistically presented to her.

Mengming Banner in Chahar, once beautiful homeland with blue sky and white clouds and flocks of cattle and sheep, is now just a barren land. Xi Murong said in his poem, "My family has been here for more than 40 years. Who wants to change the northern grassland?" ...

This thin woman, this weak poet, can only write these helpless words in a heavy style. Are we really going to repeat the tragedy in Taklimakan thousands of years ago?

"Taklimakan" originally meant the former residence. Today's desolate desert is the former residence of our ancestors, a happy home with abundant water plants thousands of years ago, a prosperous old dream that everyone can't give up, and a memory that people still remember when they finally fall into despair step by step.

Now Loulan, broken walls, once had a business trip and camel bells jingling, bustling like a dream. She stood silently in the desert of Huangsha, carved on the earth historically and realistically, silently telling the absurdity of excessive logging.

Do we really have to flinch at the sight of faded grasslands and dry streams as before? Do you really have to wait until hundreds of years later when human beings stand on the immigrant spacecraft and wave goodbye to the long yellow sand earth with a happy attitude?

It's time for us to pick up the mirror forgotten in the corner of time and "treasure" it forever. Forgotten for thousands of years, covered with dust. Gently wipe away the dust of the Millennium, revealing her crystal clear face. Standing next to the rut of history, it reflects brilliance. Throughout the ages, she shines brightly.

She was observant and thorough, and brought us a painful lesson without reservation, so that she couldn't bear to mention it.

The tragedy of history is reflected by it and clearly reflected on the screen of reality. Perhaps this is why we have been escaping and forgetting, and are afraid of being stung.

The dusty mirror reflects the vague and unreal reality, which makes human beings spend thousands of years in "satisfaction". Now the wind and rain are evidence, and the harsh reality urges us to pick it up and wipe it. Take the past as a mirror and know the rise and fall. Loulan mirror is both an ancient mirror and a modern mirror. Pick it up gently from the forgotten corner, wipe it clean, take the past as a mirror, take history as a mirror, cherish your home and cherish your former residence.

I use affectionate brushwork to describe the ancient country Loulan, because she strongly infected my mind and triggered my thoughts. Many of her quotations are more attractive; Taking Loulan as a "mirror" and taking wind and rain as the basis, it has been widely used since ancient times and has never left the main line. Only by not forgetting history and protecting and cherishing our homeland can it have greater practical significance.

The author himself