Live Huaxia: Opening dialogue with an emperor through the ages

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the sky and time in the distance.

He will stand another 10 minutes today.

You are early.

I have 10 minutes.

This post is considered complete.

The soldier saluted his woman, turned around and continued to look at the ever-changing sky, at the Himalayas, which was always in the clouds.

He took a deep breath.

Even though Zhu Yuanzhang thought about leaving countless times in the past six years!

But this moment.

When he really wanted to leave, even the woman he thought about day and night stood behind him.

But he was suddenly a little reluctant.

"Come with me and stand for another 10 minutes."

"After 10 minutes, this gun against a strong enemy can be handed over to the next comrade-in-arms."

Tens of millions of viewers in front of the TV silently shed tears.

Resisting a powerful enemy is not simply fighting, fighting, or plundering.

It is a kind of long-term patience, perseverance, and finding the meaning of standing in despair. When you stand alone, your family members can sleep peacefully.

suddenly.

Primary school student Zhu Fangzhong who was sitting on the sofa in front of the TV stood up slowly.

One after another, the children around him also stood up.

At the dining table of a Sichuan restaurant, the fat guys who were bragging had already stopped toasting each other's cups, and they watched the TV screen one after another.

"Lanzhou Military Region Veteran in 2005, I will accompany you to stand guard for another 10 minutes!"

Suddenly, one of the fat men suddenly stood up, his throat was choked up, and his voice had turned into crying.

"The 2006 cooking soldier of the Lanzhou Military Region, stand with your comrades for another 10 minutes!"

Clang, clang, the sound of a chair being pushed away.

All the people in front of the tables in the entire Sichuan restaurant stood up and saluted one by one.

"The 17th national defense student, salute to the old comrade-in-arms senior! Stand with the comrade-in-arms for another 10 minutes! We will pick up the comrade-in-arms and go home!"

A teenager burst into tears. He watched the soldiers facing the wind and snow on TV, or Zhu Yuanzhang clenched his back molars tightly.

A prosperous world.

How to defend against foreign enemies.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, how will you know it!
At this moment, the audience in front of countless TVs burst into tears.

I don't know how many people across the country stood up at this moment, watching the TV screen, saluting the not-so-tall "ice sculpture" standing at the foot of the snow-capped mountain.

In a ward of a cadre hospital.

An old man in a wheelchair must be at least 90 years old.

His cheeks had been tormented by the disease and there was no flesh and blood, only the skin was left hanging on his face.

His bony hands are full of needle holes from hanging bottles.

As the grades get older, the blood vessels become very fragile, so it is always easy to roll the needle, resulting in large purple spots under the skin.

That's a sign of subcutaneous bleeding.

"Old man, don't move around..."

The two nurses next to him pressed the old man's shoulders, but the old man was staring closely at the screen of "Up and Down 5000 Years".

"catch……"

"Take the boy back... home."

With a tube inserted in his nose, the old man struggled to stand up with the support of two nurses.

He tremblingly raised the hand with the needle stuck, maintaining a salute posture.

10 minutes.

The young man in the same ward next to him looked at the old man blankly.

He didn't understand what kind of strength supported this old man who usually coughed for half an hour to stand up.

There were no tears in the old man's eyes.

He just silently stared at the "ice sculpture" in the icy world.

A scene from a certain moment 60 years ago flashed through my mind.

That day, as the old squad leader, I climbed up Qilian Snow Mountain with five soldiers around me, and built a sentry post in the same place full of wind and snow.

Then there, one stay for two years.

Two years later, six people went and three returned.

There were three soldiers who stayed in the ice and snow forever.

Before the old man died, he stood guard again with the three soldiers who would stay at the foot of the snow mountain forever.

Although I don't have a gun in my hand right now.

But if the country lets me go today, I will still go.

The female nurse who helped the old man stand up was already crying.

They looked away, crying softly.

The old man was watching the TV screen, his breathing was like pulling a bellows.

There seemed to be a myriad of inflammations going on in his lungs.

But he couldn't utter a single word.

He pointed to his mouth, and then gestured with his hand what to write.

The nurse hurriedly took out a pen and paper, and the old man tremblingly wrote in regular script stroke by stroke:

"Drinking ice for ten years can hardly cool your blood."

"Being ill in bed for 30 years, I see my comrades-in-arms now, and I hope the motherland is peaceful."

"I've been in the army for 20 years, and I've lived with it for 50 years. I don't have the face to see an old friend."

"If I want to fight in the future, I am ninety old, and I would like to wear it again to block the guns for my future comrades-in-arms."

"You can't lift a gun, and you can't straddle a horse. In my old life, if I can block a shot, it's an honor to die."

Looking at the handwriting, the nurse next to her covered her mouth, her tears had already formed a string.

Someone beside him whispered: "It is said that this old man was carried off from the battlefield by his comrades in arms. Half of the company died that day, and all the corpses were buried on him. He was finally found after cleaning the battlefield."

"It is said that it was because he was the youngest at the time, only 16 years old, and everyone protected him..."

The young man in the same ward grew his mouth.

He couldn't imagine what this old man went through for the prosperity of this country when he was 16 years old.

In a staff canteen.

A woman who looked only 36 and seven years old wore a white sleeve. She was busy in the cafeteria every day, and her hair was also messy.

But since just now, she has been standing under the TV in the cafeteria for nearly 10 minutes.

The motley crowd around her had nothing to do with her.

She turned on her mobile phone, and there were 760 text messages in it.

One is not deleted.

There is no app, no small video, and no chat software on this phone.

It was just an electronic screen ten years ago.

It is a mobile phone that has been used for ten years and is reluctant to change.

The first text message: "I saw you passing by the school gate, let's get to know you, my name is Li Bing, a soldier in the army."

No.70 Three text messages: "What's so good about studying? My parents said I was naughty, so they wanted to send me to be a soldier."

372 text messages: "Be my girlfriend, only fools go to the army, it is said that after you go, your phone will be confiscated, hahaha!"

4 text messages: "When I become an adult, I will marry you."

5 text messages: "Are you asleep? I have a lot to say. I can bear the hardships of being a soldier, but I can't forget the sweetness of your lips."

7 text messages: "If one day I become a deserter, it must be because of you.