Thesis: My favorite cultural relic? (urgent)

-Painted clay figurines

When the corridor of history is covered with dust and the trajectory of time is covered with thorns, I am fortunate to go to the prosperous Tang Dynasty to feel the splendid civilization left by my ancestors; Appreciate the great wisdom of the Chinese nation; Wipe the dusty treasure and listen to the eternal teachings of our ancestors.

The exhibition hall towards the prosperous Tang Dynasty is divided into five parts: the inheritance of Han culture, the migration of nomadic people to the south, the opening of the Silk Road, the treasures of Buddhist art, and entering the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Facing the brightest star in the history of the Chinese nation, I am extremely excited and amazed. Every cultural relic has a spirit, which carries the mysterious information left by ancestors. When I appreciate the fragrance of painted clay figurines and the smiles of ladies in murals, I seem to be reading the legendary stories of the Tang Dynasty. When I admire the Byzantine gold coins and the precious utensils of the Persian Empire, I am amazed at the exotic ancient cultural relics, which reminds me of the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. Among these treasures, my eyes were attracted by a cultural relic, that is, "painted clay figurine".

She wore a simple bun with a pair of charming eyes embedded under her bushy eyebrows. A small cherry mouth under her high nose was particularly pleasing, with plum cymbals on her forehead, and her face was pale pink, which was lovely and plump, reflecting the social atmosphere of taking fat as beauty at that time. The woman in colorful clothes showed us the essence of clothes at that time. From every hair to every stripe of her hair, it shows the profoundness of the Chinese nation and the prosperity of the society at that time, which makes me dream. At this time, I seemed to be attracted by her deep eyes, crossed the track of time and space, and came to the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

In the moonlight, a woman leaned against the broken bridge and looked down at the sparkling water. She saw fish swimming freely in the water. She couldn't help crying for you. She looked at the high walls around with affectionate eyes and sighed, thinking,' How nice it is to be a fish in the next life! Moonlight is still silky, pouring down gently, covering the woman and warming her lonely heart with its little afterglow. Looking at the balcony from a distance, a group of women as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade danced with the accompaniment of music, sometimes tactfully and sometimes warmly; If the dance is spectacular, if it is graceful, if it is Youlong, it will be very interesting.

Time stopped, and the moonlight that night solidified her into a silhouette. At this moment, I was lost in thought: who could she be? Will it be Wu Zetian, Yang Yuhuan or Princess Wencheng? Maybe not. She is just the epitome of a woman in the deep palace of the Tang Dynasty. She is gentle and affectionate, and has a heart longing for happiness and freedom.

I wandered in the long corridor of history and the track of time, bathed in the most splendid civilization of China for 5 thousand years, and felt proud and proud of understanding the ancient and mysterious success of my ancestors; But looking back, it only represents the glory of the past, and historical responsibility has given us new glory. We are on our way to success.