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

At this moment, countless people burst into tears.

All over the country, I don't know how many people stood up at the same time and saluted the heroic soldiers on the screen.

In a nursing home, an elderly person sits in front of a TV, accompanied by several caregivers.

Suddenly, the old man stretched out his hand to support the wheelchair, tremblingly trying to stand up.

"Old man, what are you doing, old man?"

The caregiver stood up from the side and reached out to help the old man.

The old man suffers from Alzheimer's disease, which is commonly known as senile dementia, and he has forgotten many things.

Because he has forgotten a lot of things, most of the time, he is silent and calm looking at something in a daze.

But now, the old man is obviously very emotional.

Two caregivers supported the old man. They looked at the old man's face, which was full of tears.

"Ah, salute to you!"

The old man raised his hand and slowly raised it.

The caregiver's eyes were sore, and he supported the old man with his hands, but his eyes were looking out of the window, with tears in his eyes.

The old man stood tremblingly towards the TV for a long time.

His tears kept flowing down, and at this moment, his eyes were no longer cloudy as before, but extremely sober.

After the old man saluted, he stretched out his trembling hands to tidy up the clothes on his body.

He did this for about 10 minutes.

Even if it was slow, he still stubbornly smoothed out every wrinkle on the clothes with his weak hands.

Then he sat quietly and straight in the wheelchair, staring at the screen in front of him.

The two nurses covered their mouths, tears rolling down continuously.

Looking at the old man's back, someone whispered: "I heard that the old man rescued an earthquake before. At that time, a dozen of his teammates forcibly carried the aftershocks before reporting their lives."

"In a team of more than a dozen people, he was the only one who survived."

The two weeping nurses silently closed their eyes.

They couldn't imagine what the old man had gone through in order to save the lives and property of the people of the country.

In a farmyard, an old man with white hair sat on a chair.

She took out a very damaged Nokia from her arms.

Her older son bought her many other types of cell phones, but she didn't replace them.

The old man put his eyes on the keyboard and pressed the button for text messages.

In an instant, three text messages popped up.

The first text message: Mom, we have arrived in the disaster area. The signal is not very good. I won’t call you. How are you at home these days?Just go home and see you after the disaster!

The old man's beady tears fell on the screen of the phone, she reached out to wipe them away, and responded with a cry.

Press the right button, find the reply letter in the message settings, and then enter: OK, you come back early, Mom is waiting for you.

Click send, and after three seconds, only a message pops up: Failed to send the text message, convert it to a draft?

The old man clicked OK, and the page returned to the information again.

The second text message: Mom, don't worry, I'm fine. The signal seems to be a bit bad recently. I don't know when this text message will be sent. Let's stop talking. I'm going to help.

The old man pressed the right button again and wrote back: Be careful, be careful, go home early, mom is waiting for you, and made braised pork for you.

The third text message: Alright, Mom, wait for me to come back to eat braised pork!
The old man's tears continued to fall on the screen, and she pressed the right button to reply: Come back early, be careful, mom is worried about you.

But sending still fails.

The old man looked at the screen and clicked on the draft box, where more than 5000 replies were stored.

Every reply is the same.

Every reply has never been sent out.

The earliest one was dated five years ago.

The old man took a deep breath, turned around and secretly wiped away his tears.

She misses her little son.

The camera seems to be stagnant in the flowing flood. The officers and soldiers standing on the shore are pulling the ropes. Some people shouted loudly to go into the water, but they were all stopped.

The atmosphere was silent for a long time, and then everyone saluted the flood, and then continued to carry out rescue operations in an orderly manner.

Confucius turned his back to the flood in silence, his figure seemed to have become shorter, he lowered his head, then raised his head again.

The camera is right on Confucius, his eyes are red, painful but awake.

"Lin Jun."

"This is my lover!"

"Confucius should learn from the benevolence of future generations."

Confucius turned around, took a step forward, and bowed to the officers and soldiers with the most standard Zhou etiquette.

At this time, everyone in front of the screen followed Confucius silently, bowing to those people.

Use the simplest and most Chinese way to express everyone's highest respect to these heroes.

Lin Yi also stretched out his hand, stood behind Confucius, and bowed.

In the heavy rain, all voices seemed to be covered by the rain, but only the high-sounding slogan was not afraid of the wind and rain.

The slogan traveled through the wind and rain and fell on every piece of Chinese land.

In the foreign live broadcast room, countless foreigners wiped their tears and typed three letters in the live broadcast room.

"Why?"

They couldn't understand why these fighters used their lives to rescue them?

This is an incomprehensible thing in their country.

"Why? Are they well paid?"

"I don't understand, there seems to be something in Huaxia Spirit that I can't understand."

"Why sacrifice your own life?"

"It's incomprehensible, but I can't help being moved."

Jack looked at the barrage and asked the same question as the barrage.

Guan Qi put his hands on the computer and said while typing on the computer.

"Jack, do you know why he is willing to fight against natural disasters with his life?"

"Because, love."

"This kind of love is not pride in the strength of the country."

"Not a reverence for life."

"He's simple."

"It's just a deep love from the heart for the people of my own country."

"Because of love, he has responsibility. He is the most ordinary soldier in my country."

"There are countless others like this, and it is because of this deep love and responsibility that our country is held together."

"Your country, when soldiers are on vacation, will not defend their country because of emergencies."

"But we will, among the Chinese soldiers, every retired soldier will take an oath."

"If there is a war, it must be called back!"

"Our tradition is unity and love, it is to support the elderly, to raise future generations, to respect and love the country, and to be friendly to the people."

"Huaxia will always be a family."

"But in your country, every state, every province, every place can be independent. You like freedom, so you can shoot at will to protect your property."

"So you won't support your parents, and you won't take care of your offspring."

"Individuals cannot come together."

Pride rose in Guan Qi's eyes. Jack looked at Guan Qi like this, and his heart was full of envy. He asked, "Why, our country can't be like China."

Closing it and looking at the jacket, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Because of unity and cohesion, everyone is fighting for the country."

"We never regard ourselves as outsiders, we will be proud to everyone, I am a Chinese."

Locked up and looked at Jack, some things, no matter how much they explain, are actually difficult to understand under different cultural differences.

With pride in Guan Qi's eyes, he turned his head and typed a line in the live broadcast room.

"It's only now that I realize that what I want to escape is what I'm most proud of."

Jack looked at Guan Qi who was so emotionally exposed, and somehow he seemed to feel a little emotion from Guan Qi in his heart. He stretched out his hand to pat Guan Qi.

"Qi, the country I envy, and you who were born in this country."

In the live broadcast room, countless barrages followed Guan Qi's barrage.

"Is this the reason why the Huaxia nation exists?"

"The fire of their civilization has been burning for thousands of years, and the ideological tradition formed in these thousands of years is deeply rooted. Perhaps this is the reason why they are invincible!"

"We were also defeated by them. Is this why they stand up again and again?"

"Such a nation makes me feel envious, why! I'm not from Huaxia!"