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

Siberia is divided into three parts, the West Siberian Plain in the west, the Central Siberian Plateau in the middle, and the Siberian Mountains in the east.

Siberia in front of me is in autumn, and everything is withered, so it looks very barren.

The hot air balloon gradually descended. Zheng He walked out of the hot air balloon. To his west was the endless grassland, to the east was a towering plateau, and there was thick snow on the edge of the plateau.

The air in Siberia is very thin, Zheng He only felt that he seemed to be a little out of breath, but it was not very serious. After all, this is a plain. Although the latitude is high, the altitude is not high.

Zheng He looked at everything that was extremely strange in front of him. He walked on the Siberian plain, feeling the strange air with open arms.

"Sir, how big is this world? How many things are there that Zheng He has never seen?"

Ji Dong looked at Zheng He, and then looked up at Siberia in front of him.

Although in the eyes of the audience, this is really covered under the guise of special effects, but to Ji Dong, this is the truth.

Feeling the cold wind of Siberia, he answered Zheng He's question.

"This world is limited, but it is also infinite. As long as Mr. is willing to see it, then every place has the most unique scenery and mystery. Buddhism says that one flower is one world, so it is."

Ji Dong looked at Zheng He, Zheng He looked at Ji Dong, he smiled and embraced the cold wind.

"One flower, one world. In this wind is the world I'm looking for. It's just a pity that my life is not long. Otherwise, I will walk through the seven continents that Mr. said step by step, and see all the beauty and magic in this world."

Ji Dong nodded. For an explorer, seeing with his own eyes and hands what he is looking for is the highest pursuit.

In the Institute of History, Hu Zhengtao, who was watching the live broadcast while dealing with matters, looked up at the live broadcast, and there were some slight tears in his eyes.

Since the death of his teacher, he has completely accepted the affairs of the History Research Institute and indulged himself in the History Research Institute every day. He still could not accept the fact that his mentor had passed away.

After hearing these words, he seemed to be hit hard by something.

He remembered Mr. Zhao's smiling face before he passed away.

The teacher had a good time.

Hu Zhengtao had tears in his eyes. He put down the pen in his hand, and looked at the screen of the mobile phone in front of him with tears in his eyes.

"It turns out that the teacher is really very happy to leave."

As a researcher, he knows that there is nothing more satisfying than seeing something he likes to watch.

Seeing Mr. Zhao in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, he must have been extremely happy.

Hu Zhengtao took a deep breath, and then put together the documents in front of him.

"Really, Lin Yi, that brat, if he doesn't do research, he will make people cry."

Countless scientific researchers thought of themselves or others at this moment. Like Zheng He, they were all explorers.

They were all very happy for the corner of the veil they revealed and the little spark that was ignited.

But this joy is still tinged with disappointment.

Explorers fear nothing, the only thing they fear is time.

The researchers took a deep breath, forgot the melancholy at this moment, and turned around to devote themselves to endless scientific research.

Continuous hard research is the only thing they can do to fight against this infinite time.

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Zheng He took the initiative to walk into the hot air balloon. He has seen the Americas, Africa, Antarctica, Europe, and Oceania. He has seen the true face of the whole world, and he is already satisfied.

Ji Dong approached the hot air balloon and said with a smile: "Your Excellency has peeped into the whole world, but there is still a place where there is still an infinite mystery."

Zheng He was puzzled.

"Is there anything else I haven't seen?"

Ji Dong looked at Zheng He, and the hot air balloon flew up to the sky above Siberia.

Zheng He looked at the scenery below and felt the hot air balloon heading south.

Only then did Ji Dong speak: "The place where we grew up, no matter how familiar we are, is still mysterious, because there are countless things waiting for us to find out and discover."

Zheng He turned his head and looked at Lin Yi excitedly.

In fact, he has always been embarrassed to say that he doesn't want to go anywhere else for this last stop, and he wants to go back to Daming to have a look.

Take a look at the piece of land that nurtured him.

Unexpectedly, Ji Dong heard his unspoken expectation.

Lin Yi looked at Zheng He, and Zheng He's eyes were full of excitement and expectation. It has been three years since he left Daming, and he is now in his 60s. At this age, he has been traveling for most of his life, and he still hopes to return to the place where he started. .

As the hot air balloon gradually moved south, Zheng He looked at the familiar terrain, and at the gradually clearer Daming, tears flowed down his eyes uncontrollably.

How many times he dreamed of returning to this place, how many times he dreamed that he came back by boat and was welcomed by everyone, just like the first time he set sail at the beginning, but every time he dreamed of a happy place, he would suddenly wake up, Then the foreign moon fell into his window, and when he looked at the moon, he knew that this was not Da Ming.

Finally, he returned to this place, to the place that nurtured him.

The hot air balloon landed at Longjiang Port in Nanjing where he first set off. Zheng He stumbled out of the hot air balloon and fell to the ground as if he had lost his footing.

The people in front of him seemed to be unable to see him, nor could they see the hot air balloon behind him, and they all passed in front of him without seeing anything.

Zheng He looked up at the people passing in front of him, reached out and grabbed a little dust from the ground and wiped it on his lips.

"I'm back, I'm back. Daming, I'm back!"

Zheng He's tears continued to flow, his voice was dry, he roared, and he opened his arms, but no one heard his voice as there were people coming and going in front of him.

The audience forgot about the barrage, and forgot about themselves. All eyes were on this old man in his 60s, watching him silently kneeling on the ground, watching him staring at everything in front of him in a trance.

Zheng He burst into tears, and they also burst into tears.

They have never left the embrace of the motherland, but everyone can empathize with this deep love for the motherland.

"Master Zheng is back! The fleet is back!!"

"The fleet is back!!"

"Master Zheng is back!!"

The surrounding streets, which were originally crowded with people, instantly became lively with this shout. Men, women, young and old, everyone scrambled towards the direction of the pier.

Zheng He looked at the flying dust and people running in front of him, and it seemed that all his past was floating before his eyes.

He turned his head, and the camera turned with him.

As far as he could see, the young Zheng He was getting off the boat, and the people sent by the imperial court to greet him were standing below, preparing to clean up Zheng He.

The old Zheng He looked at the young Zheng He who was full of vigor and spirit, although he was tired but full of smiles, tears flowed down his face along with the dust.

The young Zheng He seemed to feel something too, he turned his head and met the eyes of the old Zheng He.