Live Huaxia: Opening dialogue with an emperor through the ages

under the lens.

The shock continued.

Whether it is Confucius and his disciples, or the Chinese audience in front of the screen, or the foreigners in the overseas live broadcast room, at this moment, it seems that they have returned to the Olympic Games more than ten years ago, feeling an ancient civilization that has been passed down for 5000 years. , the powerful background of the state of etiquette.

Like the center of the stage through time and space.

The actors representing the three thousand disciples of Confucius continued to chant loudly with bamboo slips in their hands, and the mountains roared like a tsunami, and the momentum was majestic.

"Zi Yu's four teachings, writing and acting faithfully."

"Chao Wendao, Xi can die."

"For the purpose of etiquette, peace is the most precious."

"Within the four seas, all are brothers."

There are bursts of bells and drums, and the crisp sound of the collision of bamboo tubes is enough to glimpse the reverberation of thousands of years of civilization and history.

On the huge bamboo slips, with a knife as a pen and bamboo as paper, are written one sentence after another of the classics of "The Analects of Confucius", showing China's incomparably wise civilization thought.

This is China Power!
This is the gift of China!
Seeing this scene, the moment that made the whole world applaud Huaxia made countless audiences completely excited.

"And!!! Goosebumps arose, my god, this is the historical heritage that only our country has!! Huaxia is awesome!! Mr. Kong is awesome!"

"How fortunate to be born in China. Only a nation like ours can say that all brothers are brothers. This is the pattern!!"

"That's right, Huaxia has really integrated gentleness and virtue into its flesh and blood. The style of dignity and elegance will never go out of style no matter what time it is."

"I can't hold back my tears. When I was a child, I thought that the three thousand disciples of Confucius had survived until now. Now I finally saw this scene. Ancestors, the benevolence and propriety you stick to all your life have been passed down!"

"I can't help but lament the long history of China's 5000-year culture. Even now, it is so shocking. This is the ultimate humanistic beauty.

"Yeah, this is just the tip of the iceberg of our [-] civilizations. How many countries in the world can compare with China?!"

This moment is a great moment for China to go to the world, and it is also a historical moment for Chinese culture to go to the world.

Treating billions of people around the world with courtesy has touched everyone's heart.

In a sea of ​​red, the torch is lit, and at the same time, it illuminates the cultural confidence of 5000 years.

Boiling, fiery, majestic, magnificent.

Today, Confucius glimpsed the glorious prosperity of more than 2000 years in the leaves.

Today's people also feel the eternal inheritance of Chinese civilization from the flying leaves.

Between lingering and forgetting to return, I don’t know where I am, just like dreaming back to [-].

Under the lens, as the scene of the Olympic Games gradually disappeared, in the eyes of everyone, only the red fallen leaf was left floating into the distance, leaving an endless memory.

In the picture, a gust of wind stopped, the juniper trees in the courtyard stopped swaying, and the scene of flying leaves gradually disappeared, just like a dream of Lan Ke.

Seeing this millennium scene, whether it was Confucius, Yan Hui, Zilu and other disciples present, they all sighed deeply, and many of them were still immersed in the time and space journey just now, and they could not forget it for a long time.

"In a short while, the white clouds and the dogs, the vicissitudes of life, Gao Yang, you people of later generations, are really the tricks of gods and ghosts."

Confucius looked at Gao Yang and couldn't help sighing.

But Yan Hui, Zi Lu, Zi Gong and others surrounded him and asked Gao Yang about the future generations.

However, at this time, the steward of the Confucian Mansion rushed in to report with frowning.

"Master, after Duke Lu made sacrifices today, he didn't share the sacrificed meat with the Confucian mansion. I'm afraid..."

The housekeeper didn't continue to speak, but Confucius was stunned, and then he understood, with a depressive look of loss in his eyes.

He understood that all the disciples present also understood the deep meaning.

According to the usual practice, after Lu Gong offered sacrifices, the sacrificial meat should be distributed to the high school officials involved in political affairs.

At the moment, Confucius, who is the chief commander, is the only one who has not been given a copy. This shows that the Ji family, who is the Duke of Lu, no longer wants to employ him, which is equivalent to a subtle dismissal.

After all, for their own selfish desires, the superiors gave up the so-called concept of ritual and Zhou to strengthen the country.

It can be said that this is an era when rituals are broken and music is broken. The study of Confucius is like a flat boat, wandering on the sea full of turbulent waves, swimming desperately towards the shore, but there is nowhere to anchor.

The most important thing is that the world can't keep it.

Confucius sighed, couldn't help looking at the bewildered faces of the disciples, and said in a deep voice with some guilt.

"I'm afraid, as a teacher, I will leave the country of Lu."

"This huge Confucian mansion is about to collapse."

However, having seen China's thousand-year inheritance, he also believed that even if the Lu State could not implement its own policy of benevolence and courtesy, then he would leave and go to other vassal states to continue to promote and promote, and there would always be a place to display what he had learned all his life.

Hearing this, Zilu became agitated, his eyes flushed.

"Master, where are you going after you leave the country of Lu?"

"Think about the years of your fate now, and you should be in peace and contentment in your old age. It is the disciples who are useless and make you suffer."

Hearing this, Confucius shook his head, signaling Zilu not to blame himself, but to look up into the distance.

At the end of the world, he couldn't see the way forward, but his eyes were firm, and he spoke.

"The world is so big, you can definitely find a place to practice benevolent government."

After finishing speaking, Confucius also looked at the disciples in front of him with worried eyes, and said sincerely.

"It's just that when you leave the country of Lu as a teacher, where are you going to go?"

Having said that, he also looked at Gao Yang guiltily, and sighed.

"Gao Yang, I really feel ashamed of you as a teacher. It must be very hard for you to come here for thousands of years, but now I can't provide you with a place to practice as a teacher."

Speaking of this, his tall and straight body actually hunched a lot in an instant, and the white hair on his head became more and more desolate.

see this scene.

In the overseas live broadcast room, Lin Hongdou, who is an overseas Confucius Institute, saw Confucius' painful and downcast expression, her eyes were red, and she also said.

"Actually, Confucius experienced countless times of such painful failures in his life."

"As an illegitimate child, he was disliked by the Confucian family since he was a child, but Confucius himself was unwilling to be depraved, and worked hard to learn etiquette, six arts, and learn from teachers everywhere, just because in his eyes, nobles are a symbol of a gentleman, but when he returns from his studies , but still failed to get the approval of the upper nobles."

"For this reason, Confucius did not give up. He continued to study everywhere. For learning rituals, he found Lao Dan, for learning music, he found Chang Hong, and for learning piano, he found Shi Xiang. If you can treat him with respect as a teacher, it will not change until old age."

Hearing this, countless audiences, no matter overseas, seem to have seen the figure of Confucius who is dedicated to Taoism, constantly running and struggling.

His life was full of failures, but also full of young blood.

Pursue by the scorching sun, never die!