The past is all fake, memories are a road of no return, all the past springs cannot be restored, even the most fervent and loyal love, in the final analysis, is just a fleeting reality, only loneliness is eternal.

"When the water is full, it overflows, and when the moon is full, it loses", this world has never been more beautiful, but not the most beautiful. And the moment that is closest to perfection is the moment when it is easiest to go to the opposite; people live for hope, because with hope, people have the courage to live. One can never know what one wants, because one can only live once, and one cannot compare it with a previous life or correct it in a future life. There is no way to test which choice is good, because there is no comparison. Everything is experienced immediately, only once, can not be prepared.

The cars of the times roared forward, and we sat in the cars, perhaps passing only a few familiar streets, but we were also thrilled in the firelight. It's a pity that we are too busy looking for our own shadow in the fleeting shop window—we only see our own pale face, our selfishness and emptiness, our shameless stupidity. It's the same for everyone, and each of us is alone.

The city of the imperial city is prosperous and gorgeous, the capital city has a history of thousands of years, after the baptism of generations of Chinese descendants, it seems very retro and very worthy of being remembered by future generations. The city is full of traffic and intricate crowds of people from the east, south, and west, and people have lived here for generations.

It is crowded and noisy in a big city like the Imperial City, but the men and women who are in the crowd every day may not have the same lively heart. The so-called loneliness in the sea of people is often a portrayal of the mood of urban people. Although I shuttle through the subway and the sea of people every day, I am in a hurry, and there are thousands of faces passing by, but they are all strangers. Such a city life seems to contain countless possibilities for encounters, but in fact it is illusory, and the probability of missing out is difficult to calculate.

At the beginning of the night, the imperial city, which had been noisy for a day, began to bustle at night. Hurrying can be seen everywhere under neon lights and sidewalks, and hotels, malls, and park squares are full of people for leisure and recreation. Colorful illuminations decorate this small town with enchanting colors. Clear water out of hibiscus, a dazzling pearl like angel wings drifting down in the historical city known as "Chu and Han hegemony, southwest town" known as the imperial city.

It's easy to spend money in a big city, but it's hard to make money. There are many ways to spend money, the procedures are getting simpler and simpler, and the means are becoming more and more sophisticated. As long as you have money, the doors of any metropolis will be open to you warmly, like a spring breeze, like returning home. But if you don't have money in the metropolis, you just have to find ways to make money, and at this time you will find that what can't be opened for you is not only the door, but also the smiling face of the spring breeze.

The Imperial City is a burst city full of historical heritage, and there are no landscapes, flowers and willows as a place to settle in spring. The plants and trees in parks and residential gardens are like wild animals locked in iron cages in zoos, restrained and lonely, not enough to vent to the fullest. When spring comes, it only sends a place to people's bodies and minds, adding diseases and infections, adding cases of adultery and drunken fights, and adding pregnant women.

In the bustling city, the heart is imprisoned in a cage. Looking up and seeing the busy traffic, the heart still feels the lonely night sky For the city, ice cream sales are not only a cool world in the hot summer, but also a warmth and innocence.

Imperial City: High-rise buildings rise from the ground, and silence replaces noise. In the center of the ten buildings there is a large flower bed, in which beautiful flowers bloom and green grass grows, and everything has changed! In the morning, people ride bicycles and meet the first rays of morning light, rushing to their jobs to start a new day. The labyrinthine city makes people accustomed to seeing the same scenery, taking the same route, and going to the same destination, and habits make people's lives no longer change. Habits make people feel an inexplicable sense of security, but they also have an inexplicable loneliness. And you never know what your habits will make you miss.

Whenever night falls, the whole Pangang is brilliantly lit, like the twinkling stars in the sky, which is more beautiful and attractive than the stars in the sky. Red, green, blue, yellow, all gathered together, like clusters of flowers radiating brilliant brilliance. The lights flickered and flickered, more like the wisdom eyes of the builders. The city is full of high-rise buildings and bright lights. The traffic is busy, and the hustle and bustle is lively. The mall displays all kinds of world-famous brand clothing of great value, luxury cars of various brands speed on the streets, luxury feasts in the hotel are table after table, game after game, the streets and alleys are full of neon flashes, singing and dancing, and the air is full of avant-garde fashion...... Luxury house costumes, shark fin sea cucumbers, golf, gymnasium, flashing lights, press corps...... What I heard and witnessed was a maze of images of various desires.

The Imperial City Wind and Rain Bridge lies quietly on the Wushui River, like a giant dragon connecting the east and west sides of the city, and the bridge deck looks more charming and moving under the embellishment of lighting. The moonlight shines on every corner of the bridge, and in the dusk of the night, it is like a kind elder telling us about the past, and it seems to be looking forward to the future of the city. The bridge is full of people, the lights are bright, the car is like a dragon, the merchants on both sides make their own tricks, and the pedestrians in the middle are unhurried, pick this and choose that one until you get the most satisfactory goods, here, you don't have to worry about not being able to buy good quality and cheap goods.

In the morning, the wind was cold, and I stood on the balcony and looked down. I saw that in the market, people were shouting happily, and there was a prosperous and lively scene everywhere. On the department store beach, people are shopping for Spring Festival supplies. The uncle who sells meat at the market warmly welcomes every customer. The aunt who sells vegetables greets the buyers with a smile on her face. I saw that the customers were beaming, happily buying the best products for the New Year, and preparing for a happy harvest year. Isn't that Uncle Wang? He's buying New Year's goods in the market. Don't look at him so old, with silver hair and wrinkles on his face. However, he still came to the market with a smile on his face, still on crutches. You see, how sweetly he smiled! As I drove on the overpass, I saw a long, long ribbon draped tightly over the chest of the city, firmly tied at the junction of the 20th and 21st centuries. Its colourful hem is staggered and light: on the one hand, it floats to the east; On the one hand, it guides the development of the western region; On the one hand, it attracts the affluence of the south; One end, extending the opening of the north......

As soon as you enter the huge museum gate of the Imperial City, which opens automatically, it is as if you have entered a park full of birds and flowers instead of entering a hotel. What catches your eye is a natural scene, nearby, flowers and plants are luxuriant, clear springs are murmuring, and red carp are roaming in the meantime. In the distance, the rockery overlaps, the strange rocks are craggy, there are pavilions on the mountain, the cornices of the warped corners, the red bar of the golden top, small and exquisite, it is amazing. There is a spring under the pavilion, first into the canal water, bubbling out, suddenly, and along the mountain cliff fly straight down, form a waterfall, just like the jade belt floats lightly, the pearl splashes around, plays a natural symphony. The iron trees on the mountain are magnificent, the palms are green, the Hsinchu is green, and the plantain is affectionate. All kinds of flowers, competing for beauty.

The Imperial City Torch Square has an oval-shaped imitation Romanesque building, with steps to go up, and standing on the highest place, there will be a breeze with the smell of grass passing across the face. Then you can look at the large crowd of people under the square, or playing chess, or dancing fans, or whispering, or a family sharing the blessings of family, a harmonious scene. There are very tall buildings around, and there are patches of green, highlighting the ancient capital city.

Look, how beautiful a corner of the park is. The flowers in the garden are competing for beauty, and the azaleas and peony flowers release a strong fragrance. In front of the flowers is a lake, the pale blue water is crystal clear, like a mirror, and like a soft blue satin. In the center of the lake there is a lotus-shaped fountain, and on the lifelike false lotus flower, stands a crane with wings ready to fly, which looks like a real thing from a distance. There are also many strange-shaped rockeries by the lake, which are in various forms. There is a beautiful pavilion in front of the rockery, and the pavilion is full of people, some of them are talking, some are resting. There is a corridor opposite the pavilion, behind which there are many pine and cypress poplars and plane trees, and these soft branches sway in the wind, as if smiling and nodding at people.

On a night when the moon is sparse, bright lights shine from the windows of every house, just like the stars in the sky falling to the earth.

The story of everything fades away, and the city falls asleep in the night; Only the street lamp stood on the side of the road with his head bowed, lonely and glowing dimly. The lonely nocturnal walker walks under the streetlamp, the shadow slender and long, gradually shortening, becoming a point, and then gradually elongating, and then elongating again. A gust of wind blew, and she hugged herself with both hands, and the hem of her clothes swayed in the wind. Loneliness, or melancholy, can only taste your own thoughts, just like a wounded cat curled up in a no-man's corner, licking its wounds to heal itself. The figure that faded away, and the shadows stretched by the light at her feet, were swallowed up together by the darkness and nightmares, as if she had never walked before. In the distance, there was the hustle and bustle of the middle of the night, and as soon as the shops opened, people crowded the shops like a tidal wave that opened the floodgates. Here, the lively atmosphere of the Spring Festival always comes earlier than elsewhere. Customers squeezed out of the counter with large bags and small bags, all with smiles on their faces and honey in their hearts. The salesman took this and that from the shelf, his hands and feet were busy, his face was dripping with sweat, and he laughed out loud in his heart. Through their hands, how many rural cities and how many families will flow to these dazzling goods, and how many festivals and joys will be added to everyone!

I looked up at the endless sky and saw that the clouds were still far away from me, and even the towering edifice could not help me. How high is the sky, standing on the top of the 88-storey building, I have endless emotions in my heart. The unintentional look down made my legs tremble in an instant, the long dragon-like highway crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and the cars were like dragon scales and ants next to each other, speeding forward and flowing endlessly. Suddenly, I realized that I was really too obsessed.

The moonlight was cold, and the gaze was colder than the moonlight, with a guarded cold gaze, looking at the crowd who were also on guard, and the gaze became colder and colder; Time flies, time flies, time seems to dye. Only the moonlight is as cold as ever, walking in the cold moonlight with the same cold gaze, and letting your heart be covered with a layer of frost.

The setting sun sprinkled golden light on the earth, and the entire ancient city was draped in a golden veil like cicada wings, and the earth was covered with mysterious colors.

The Imperial City is a luxurious ancient city full of ancient historical and cultural heritage legends!