Remember? Your ancestor was named Yan Huang!
The reeds are green and the white dew turns into frost.
The so-called beauty is on the side of the water
Follow it upstream, the road is long and long.
Going back and following it, it feels like it is in the middle of the water—"The Book of Songs Qin Feng"
I climbed up to the ancient city wall and stroked the mossy pillars and beams. When I leaned on the railings and looked away excitedly, there would always be a hint of sourness rushing to my throat. I always heard a loud voice saying: Remember? Your ancestor was named Yanhuang!
Someone told me that there was once a big fish living in the Beiming place. It turned into a giant bird and soared between the sky and the earth with its wings like clouds hanging from the sky. Even if it was ninety thousand miles away, it could still soar up to the sages that could cover the sky and create a magnificent palace for us.
At that time, there was a strange young man named Ji Kang. Before he was executed, he played a song of utmost sound. The wide robe and belt were flying in the wind. He used the most elegant posture to face death for thousands of years, but there was still a lingering sound. But he didn't know that what he really cut off was not the music score, but his pride, and even the clothes on his body.
I also dreamed of returning to the Tang Dynasty and traveling around with a poet named Li Bai. What he used to drink was the cold light on the sword's edge, and his lover was the empty moon. I once saw him wandering under the moon, singing and singing, and the wind blows away his hairband, and his robe is flowing like an immortal.
But later, when the emperor changed, he picked up people with a glass of wine, abandoned the general, and finally hid in the paradise on earth, and handed over a large area of land. However, in the cold north, an army was fighting on the battlefield. The enemy said that with the Yue family army, we could not win the battle, which was a pity that the hero was being jealous. The slander Gao Zhang, a loyal soul finally dissipated beside the West Lake, and the spirit of a nation disappeared irreversibly, but the bloody sunset, I vaguely saw someone inserting it into the soil. It was used by the general, a tassel gun that would rather bend.
The wheel of time was slowly swaying, and finally lost its direction at Jiashen, so on the shore of West Lake and on Meihua Ridge, a ancestral hall named Shi Kefa was built to commemorate this tragedy. He was unwilling to spread his high bun, nor could he take off the clothes left by his ancestors. So he decided to coexist with the city, lose his life, protect the cruel killing of faith, like a mountain bone, and cannot bury the spirit of the nation. Some people believe that in a thousand years, it will still shine on the land of China.
Just today, thousands of years later, I sat in the McDonald's hall. I wore the Guchi fashion and sang "yheartwillg" casually, but I felt sad for no reason because I heard a voice saying loudly: Forgot? Your ancestor was named Yanhuang!
I remember that a group of brown-haired and blue-eyed jackals, carrying strong ships and cannons, demolished our temples and destroyed our palaces. So a hundred years later, we have music prodigy, but we don’t know the corners and enforce the palaces and merchants. We can build high-rise buildings, but we can’t accommodate a archway of public morality. We wear suits and leather shoes, but we have lost our own clothes.
Where is that country of etiquette? Where is my Chinese man?
Why do you say that I behave abnormally when I wear the most beautiful clothes? Why do you say that the Chinese costume I cherish very much belong to Fusang? Why do I sincerely confess, you always think it is a joke? Why can't the tears I shed touch your heart at all?
Where is that hometown of faith? Where is my Chinese man?
I don’t want to break my heart for this, I don’t want the wisdom of my ancestors to admire, and I don’t want the Japanese to promote my Chinese clothes. So, I always have a desire that one day, we can pick up our own transformation and support the backbone of the nation!
Chapter completed!