As soon as he entered the main entrance, he felt the dust of history. After turning the presidential palace that had not been visited for more than two hours, the direct person could only walk silently, carefully, as if accidentally could hit the souls of historical figures hundreds of years ago. From the Governor's Office of the Liangjiang River, to the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, to the Presidential Palace, history changes, one person's life suddenly becomes smaller. After thousands of years, our current shell has already disappeared, will anyone still hang us? The presidential palace has endless stories, just like Nanjing. Perhaps for professional reasons, I love gardens more than history, and the plants in the garden. The garden was once a garden, and the pavilion inside was the most interesting. Magnolia is still Xinyi, Yingchun is still tea flower, sticker is still hanging silk, Ruixiang is still plum blossom, in my eyes is not worse than Qinhuai Ba. The western wall of the presidential palace is 1912, and the retro style is like the Republic of China. I think of the street in Hefei 1912 Bar. I don't know if this is or not. I didn't see it. Send yourself a postcard with a ticket, and the memory is not dusty and stays in your hands.