Datong is worth it, bringing blessings to your home

At the northern fortress, beacon fires once blazed, iron horses whistled in the wind. Gazing at the layered buildings, carved eaves reflecting the sun; Yungang's precious statues, ancient temples hanging in the air. Green grass stretches to the sky, wild geese land on the flat sand, recalling the achievements of past hegemony. At the summit, viewing the majestic rivers and mountains, the momentum is like a rainbow. A thousand years of history feel like a dream, asking how many times rise and fall have been discussed with laughter. Sighing over the nomadic attire and archery, the legacy of King Zhao; the Wei capital’s Liao Pagoda, endless through the ages. Waves rise in the sea of coal, the new city shines brightly, ancient and modern blend into one painting. Leaning on the railing for a long time, wishing for peace and harmony in the world, a great unity under heaven.