Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Confucius looked quite emotional, but his eyes were full of nostalgia for his homeland.

Ji Dong looked at Confucius, and then asked, "Do you regret leaving Lu?"

"Now, Master has also been to Wei, Chen, and Song Dynasties, but his wish has not been fulfilled. Is Master still willing to go on?"

Confucius looked at Lin Yi with a smile in his eyes. This is a teacher's smile to his later students, full of kindness.

"Let me answer your first question first."

Confucius turned around and looked into the distance. Beyond the pine trees, there was the city wall of Zheng State and a clean sky.

Confucius sighed lightly, and then said: "Regret, but not regret."

Nostalgia appeared in Confucius' eyes.

"The State of Lu is the place where I was born and raised. My mother and father are buried there. That is my hometown. My wife and son are also there."

"It has been a year since I came out of Lu country. It is absolutely impossible not to miss such a long time."

Confucius looked into the distance with homesickness in his eyes.

This emotion came out of Confucius' sincerity, and it is very contagious.

"Looking at Master like this, I feel a little homesick."

"I can understand my master's feelings. I haven't been back for a year, and sometimes I miss home. What's more, my master is now in his 50s, and he is still running around when he is old. How could he not miss home?"

"Sometimes the master is praised too much, and he forgets that the master is actually a person."

in the screen.

Confucius' emotions quickly converged.

He looked at Ji Dong with a smile and determination in his eyes.

"But I don't regret it!"

"Since I can remember, I have been able to see the world clearly."

"Rites collapse and music breaks, and everyone lives in pain."

"A three-year-old child didn't know his father or mother, and a 60-year-old man died miserably with no one to support him."

"Qiu saw it, and his heart ached even more."

"From the moment I saw it, I made up my mind to change the world."

"Restore Zhouli! Restore the system of ritual and music, and give the world a stable life and a peaceful world!"

Confucius looked at Ji Dong with tears in his eyes.

Ji Dong is a descendant, he can tell him all his ambitions without worrying too much.

"Lin Jun!"

"The glory of the state is also the celebration of one person."

"What Confucius said, he did it all his life!"

"So, I will never regret it. For my ideals and aspirations, it is not a pity to give up!"

Confucius uttered every word very clearly, and at the end of his speech, his body trembled slightly.

The audience in front of the screen is also affected by this firmness.

"I also take it as my duty to promote Chinese culture, and I will never regret it in my life!"

"That's right, the glory of a country is also the celebration of one person. I will practice this sentence for the rest of my life! The prosperity of a country may be caused by the talents of one person, that's right! I am that person!"

"Hahahaha, the one in front is so crazy, but I like it! Everyone is like this, then I will take off in Huaxia, immediately!"

"For the rise of China!!"

On the screen, Lin Yi was sitting opposite Confucius, and he was also infected by Confucius' firm emotion.

With excitement in his eyes, he cupped his hands towards Confucius and said, "Master's ambition is a role model for my generation."

Confucius waved his hands, laughed happily, and then continued: "Peace in the world is everyone's aspiration today, but I am willing to do it."

Confucius looked at Ji Dong, and then said gently, "Let's answer your second question."

Confucius put his hands on the lawn and looked up at the sky.

It is sunny now, and the sunlight leaks through the cracks in the leaves of the pine trees, which makes me feel quite happy and relaxed.

"Lin Jun, what is Lin Jun's ambition?"

Confucius suddenly asked a question, and Lin Yi sat opposite Confucius and said seriously: "Inherit Chinese culture."

Confucius looked at Ji Dong with some doubts.

"You said that you came from more than 2000 years ago, and the Chinese culture in 2000 years has gone through several generations, and it must be like stars in the vast ocean."

"Inheriting Chinese culture is not only about individuals, but also about inheriting future generations."

Ji Dong looked up at Confucius, and the fine sunlight fell into his eyes.

Confucius had a good posture, stroked his beard, and said with a smile, "Okay, maybe Lin Jun's ambition is even greater than Qiu's."

Lin Yi shook his head, "This is everyone's ambition, not only Lin Yi, but also countless people in future generations are doing it!"

"Besides, there is a heavy responsibilities and a long way to go. It is the master who taught us."

Confucius stretched out his hand and patted Lin Yi's shoulder, and said with relief: "The task is heavy and the road is long, and I still consider it my own."

Ji Dong looked up at Confucius.

Confucius smiled.

"It is a blessing of the times that everyone in the future generations can do this."

"There is a long way to go, and the string songs will not stop."

"I shall walk with future generations and encourage each other!"

Panasonic interrogates, the collision of preaching in two eras, one travels around the world to spread knowledge, and the other travels across the world to bring back history.

At this moment, the extremely heavyweight collision instantly made the audience in front of the screen feel their scalps go numb.

"Fuck, this scene, I really feel the importance of knowledge."

"Inheritance from generation to generation, from Confucius to the knowledge of countless sages in history, and now! Lin Yi has once again brought the history of Chinese culture to the public! Pass the torch from generation to generation! Is this passing the torch from generation to generation! "

"I was numb, I just felt goose bumps, and I even picked up my "Analects" subconsciously."

"This is the power of inheritance! This is the power of inheritance. Even if I haven't read it for a long time, I can still read the inheritance!"

"The one in front is the power to recite and silently write the full text!"

In the Huaxia Cultural Research Institute.

Guan Hongshen was originally a loyal viewer of this program, and he had been sitting with a few people from the research institute to watch the program.

When he saw Lin Yi and Confucius, Guan Hongshen couldn't help taking off his glasses and wiping away his tears.

"Hey, this sentence seems to be addressed to us. We have struggled for the inheritance of Chinese culture all our lives. Although we are still quite unknown, at least we are all doing what we should do."

Chen Jitong, the dean sitting next to Guan Hongshen, said with deep emotion.

Guan Hong nodded deeply, and said, "Yes, although it is unknown, someone must do the inheritance."

"We are doing it, and Ji Dong is also doing it."

As Guan Hongshen was talking, he suddenly turned to look at Chen Jitong. Chen Jitong was Guan Lao's closed disciple and had been under Guan Lao's subordinates since his master's degree.

Chen Jitong looked at Guan Lao, a little stunned.

No, why do you always look at me with such hateful eyes?
Guan Hongshen looked at Chen Jitong, and said slowly: "Look at Lin Yi, his program is so detailed that you should study hard!"

"What kind of TV drama director, do it well, don't lose our people from the Huaxia Cultural Research Institute!"

Chen Jitong, the dean of the Huaxia Cultural Research Institute, nodded, but he didn't dare to talk back, so he obediently responded, "Hey, okay, teacher, don't worry, I'm so old, I won't be ashamed."

Guan Hongshen nodded in satisfaction, and turned to watch the show again.

Chen Jitong also watched TV, but watching the program now was slightly different from watching it just now.

He looked at Ji Dong now, why did he feel like he was looking at the neighbor's child next door.

And he is the one being compared.