rebirth turn of the century Chapter 97: Fanwai: Raising the national flag, playing the national anthem, free chapters (with excerpts), I wish book friends a happy National Day.
Chapter 97: Fanwai: Raising the national flag, playing the national anthem, free chapters (with excerpts), I wish book friends a happy National Day.
In the early morning, the streets were as quiet as ever, and the sky was still an endless deep blue, so deep that it was scary. The mist-shrouded Xiagou Village was unusually quiet. In the small square in front of Youjia Club, there were several high-wattage street lamps.
It's extremely bright here.
This is the early morning of October 1, 2000.
Lianshun, a retired old dog who was re-employed by Zhao Song, dragged his tired body to the door of You's house, where classmate Wei Mingyu was wiping his bayonet against the street lamp. The shining blade revealed a dazzling blade under the light.
Cold light.
After rubbing Wei Mingyu's calf, Lian Shun lay quietly beside her, sticking out his tongue, looking at the bayonet with a nostalgic expression.
Zhao Song, who was dozing off at the side, quietly opened his eyes and glanced at Lian Shun suspiciously - this guy looked less and less like a guard dog and became a companion dog.
At this time, the sad-faced Sister Da Da walked in from the entrance of the village, her enchanting body against the mist, giving her a dreamlike feeling.
"What's wrong? That expression so early in the morning?"
"The brat in my family wrote in his homework: My mother is a middle-aged woman under forty years old!"
Sister Da Da's face became increasingly angry.
"Pfft~"
Xiaoyu quickly covered her mouth and lowered her head to comb Lianshun's hair.
"..." Zhao Song looked up at the dark blue sky for a while before saying, "The words "less than forty years old" are redundant."
Sister Da Da nodded and said, "The teacher pointed it out to him when he was correcting his homework. How do you think he corrected it?"
"..." Zhao Song shook his head with a solemn expression. How could an old man guess the thoughts of a naughty child?
Sister Da Da's face completely fell: "My mother is a superfluous middle-aged woman!"
"..." Looking at Xiaoyu, whose shoulders were shaking, Zhao Song comforted him with a stiff face: "How could it be a middle-aged woman? In ancient times, with your current appearance, sister, you could support the whole family.
Brothel!”
"Do you think she looks like that pillar?"
At this time, Zhao Dou also came over and asked disdainfully.
"...."
"I'll beat you to death!"
........
A new day begins with the slapstick of two middle-aged people who have forgotten their identities.
The dark blue on the horizon is getting lighter and lighter, and more and more people are gathering in the small square.
A sleepy-eyed Xizi came to Zhao Song and complained: "Just go to Tiananmen to watch the national flag being raised. What's the point of raising the flagpole in this shabby square?"
Zhao Song shook his head towards the entrance of the village, where the handsome man was walking quickly with a small box on his back:
"That guy wants to raise the national flag in a 3D surround music." Zhao Song spread his hands and said helplessly: "After thinking about it, this is the only place where he can do whatever he wants."
"3D music?" Xizi thought for a while and suddenly realized: "Singing loses the handkerchief? Isn't this kind of day inappropriate?"
"..." Zhao Song raised his foot and kicked this unreliable brother.
Bai Li on the side looked at her watch with a headache, and shouted to the two brothers who were playing tricks: "Zhao Song, it's 5:55, there are still two minutes!"
"Oh~"
Zhao Song stood still and looked around.
Ding Tao came, and he and Song Guanyi stood quietly in the corner. Li Yong and his wife put their arms around each other and talked quietly, and some members filed out of the club.
Xingsheng, Pingping, Du Kai, Uncle Lu, Wen Zhenwen, Wen Lihua, Liu Cong, Lao Wang next door, and Boss Song from the West Thirteenth Banner also came.
Zhao Song cleared his throat and said loudly:
"Thank you all for coming! Yesterday, Tesla spokesperson Chen Chong won the Olympic championship, and with the patriotic enthusiasm caused by 'Go Break', the commander proposed to have a simple game on this day of national celebration.
The gift-giving action is so handsome!"
The handsome man nodded and opened the small box he carried with him.
Neatly dressed, uncle and nephew Hong Tao and Hong Dazhi came to the small square with the national flag under the broken flagpole.
Bai Li looked at her watch. The time on it was specifically matched with the National Time Service Center.
"10,9....."
The handsome man took out a trumpet and carefully checked it before putting it to his mouth.
"5,4..."
Hong Tao tied the national flag to the rope and stood quietly.
"3"
"2"
"1"
"Mi doo shuo la shuo, mi shuo shuo shuo mi doo, shuo shuo, swish shuo~"
"March of the Volunteers" seems to have a special magic power. No matter when it is played, flower growers will always stand and pay attention to it!
The mist dissipated, the sun broke through the layers of obstacles and cloud barriers, and a beam of sunlight came, both shining and bright.
Through the rising blood-red flag, a riot of colors shines on these young people and on this land.
At this time, no one could tell what they were feeling. The solitary trumpet sound truly became a 360-degree 3D music with no dead ends, penetrating into the body and soul from every pore.
In the world of this group of young people, broken flagpoles have disappeared, urban villages have disappeared, and only the blood-red flag and the impassioned music remain between heaven and earth.
This is the flag, this is the national anthem.
When it rises and sounds, everything becomes magical.
It's like there are two things that we don't understand at all. When the Eight-Power Allied Forces occupied Beijing and the Chinese nation was about to perish, an official who defended Beijing at this critical moment was named Wang Yirong. It was he who discovered the oracle bone inscriptions. It was he who discovered the oracle bone inscriptions.
He committed suicide on the day the Eight-Power Allied Forces entered. There are still fragments of oracle bones on his desk. The oracle bones tell us that we once had a great Shang Dynasty more than 4,000 years ago.
Then on those two days, when the Eight-Power Allied Forces entered the north, Dunhuang discovered the Buddhist Scripture Cave, telling everyone that China had the Tang Dynasty.
Please allow me to make an analogy between these two things. There was a warrior who was defeated by others. He was covered in blood and was lying on the ground dying. At this moment, he suddenly heard the singing of his childhood. He leaned on
The stick stood up.
This childhood song was the oracle bone inscriptions of that time, the discovery of evidence of the glory of the Tang Dynasty at that time, and he stood up again.
This is the majesty of 5000 years, a mysterious power.
It’s as mysterious as that flag and that national anthem!
This is a great hero who has endured many hardships and is the only one who is immortal and will never be defeated!