Siheyuan: Killing the gods against the will of heaven, causing great suffering to all living beings

"Brother Han Xiaodong, it's so beautiful here!" Liu Guangtian said excitedly while standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance.

Han Xiaodong also felt relaxed and happy: "Yes, the beauty of nature always makes people happy."

They sat down on the top of the mountain, enjoying the tranquility and beautiful natural scenery. Han Xiaodong thought to himself that such moments were rare, and made him feel extremely relaxed and satisfied.

As they were enjoying the beautiful scenery, they suddenly heard laughter coming from afar. Han Xiaodong stood up and looked in the direction of the sound, and found a group of people having a picnic not far away, with laughter coming from them.

"Brother Han Xiaodong, shall we go over and take a look?" Bang Geng suggested.

Han Xiaodong nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's go and take a look."

As they got closer, they found that some neighbors and friends were having a picnic. When they saw Han Xiaodong and his friends coming, they warmly invited them to join them.

"Han Xiaodong, you also come here to relax, what a coincidence!" Qin Huairu said with a smile. She was also among this group of people.

Han Xiaodong smiled and said, "Yeah, I thought I'd go out for a walk and relax, but I didn't expect to meet you guys."

"Han Xiaodong, come and sit down. Let's eat something and chat together."

Han Xiaodong, Bang Geng and Liu Guangtian sat down. Everyone sat together, shared food and chatted. The atmosphere was very pleasant.

"Han Xiaodong, have you been working hard these days?" Yan Bugui asked.

Qin Huairu said with concern: "Han Xiaodong, you should also take care of your body and don't be too tired."

Everyone ate and talked, sharing their lives and work. Han Xiaodong felt that this kind of time was really rare. In his busy life, he rarely had the opportunity to relax and enjoy himself like this.

"Han Xiaodong, what are your plans for the future?" Liu Haizhong asked, and he also joined the conversation.

Qin Huairu nodded in agreement: "Han Xiaodong, your idea is very good, we all support you."

Yan Bugui smiled and said, "Yes, Han Xiaodong, we all believe in you, you can definitely do it."

The picnic time was spent in laughter and joy. As the sky gradually darkened, everyone decided to return to the courtyard. Han Xiaodong, Bang Geng, and Liu Guangtian followed everyone back, feeling extremely satisfied and fulfilled.

Back at the courtyard, Han Xiaodong looked at the familiar environment and felt warm in his heart. He knew that this was his home, the motivation and destination for his hard work.

Han Xiaodong was still busy at work in the cotton mill in the week after he came back from the forest. He spent every day working on the machinery. Despite the busy work, he often recalled the tranquility and relaxation he had in the forest that day, and he also had a new plan in mind.

This morning, Han Xiaodong got up early again. He decided to take advantage of this weekend to go to the forest again to adjust his mood. This time he brought some wild flowers and a few bottles of drinks, ready to do something meaningful. The neighbors in the courtyard knew that Han Xiaodong was going to the forest, and they repeatedly told him to go.

"Han Xiaodong, are you going to the forest again today?" Qin Huairu asked with a smile, carrying out the washed clothes.

Han Xiaodong nodded: "Yes, Aunt Huairu, I think the air there is good and it can relax me."

Liu Haizhong smiled and said, "Yes, Han Xiaodong, you have been working so hard these days, so it is only right that you go for a walk in the forest."

Han Xiaodong smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Haizhong. I will be careful."

After saying goodbye to his neighbors, Han Xiaodong walked along the familiar path again towards the forest. After his last experience, Han Xiaodong had more expectations for the forest, and he hoped to feel the tranquility and beauty again.

Walking into the forest, Han Xiaodong walked slowly on the trail, feeling the natural atmosphere around him. He brought some wild flowers and drinks with him, with an idea in mind - to visit the soldiers who were buried in the cemetery. He had heard from the old people in the village that there was a cemetery deep in the forest, where many soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country were buried.

Han Xiaodong walked and walked until he came to the cemetery. The cemetery was quiet and solemn, surrounded by green grass and wild flowers. Each tombstone was engraved with the names of soldiers and their heroic deeds. Han Xiaodong felt awe and thought silently in his heart that these people had dedicated their lives to the country and deserved to be remembered forever.

"These soldiers are so great. They even sacrificed their lives for the country." Han Xiaodong said to himself.

He picked the wild flowers he brought and placed them in front of each tombstone one by one. Then he poured the drink he brought in front of the tombstone to express his respect and remembrance for the soldiers.

"Soldiers, rest in peace. We will cherish our current life and live up to your sacrifice." Han Xiaodong said softly, his heart full of gratitude and respect.

Just then, Han Xiaodong heard light footsteps behind him. He turned around and found an old man walking slowly towards him, also holding a bunch of wild flowers in his hand.

"Are you here to visit these soldiers too?" Han Xiaodong asked politely.

The old man nodded, tears in his eyes. "Yes, they were all my former comrades-in-arms, heroes who sacrificed their lives to defend the country. I come to visit them and talk to them every week."

Han Xiaodong said with emotion: "You are such a caring person. These soldiers will definitely be grateful to you."

The old man sighed: "They are all my good brothers. I can't forget their sacrifices. Seeing young people like you come to commemorate them, I am very happy. It shows that their spirit has not been forgotten."

Han Xiaodong said with emotion: "Yes, their spirit will never be forgotten. We, the younger generation, will remember their sacrifices and work hard to contribute to the country."

The old man nodded, smiled and said, "That's nice, young man. What's your name?"

"My name is Han Xiaodong, and I live in a courtyard house in the old city." Han Xiaodong replied.

The old man smiled and said, "Han Xiaodong, what a good name. My name is Master Zhang. When you have time, come and see them more often. They will be happy."

Han Xiaodong nodded solemnly: "Okay, Master Zhang, I will come often."

The two stood in front of the cemetery in silence for a while, then Han Xiaodong said goodbye to the old man and continued walking in the forest. Han Xiaodong felt full of strength and courage in his heart, and he decided to work harder in the future, for himself and for those soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country.

"Brother Han Xiaodong, you're back!" Banggeng and Liu Guangtian excitedly came up to Han Xiaodong when they saw him return to the courtyard.

Han Xiaodong nodded and smiled: "Yes, I went to the forest again today and I feel much better."

Qin Huairu saw Han Xiaodong coming back and asked with concern: "Han Xiaodong, how was your day? Did you find anything special?"

Han Xiaodong smiled and said, "Aunt Huairu, I went to the cemetery in the forest today and visited the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country."

Liu Haizhong nodded: "Han Xiaodong, you are really a caring person. Those soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country. We should always remember them."

Han Xiaodong said with emotion: "Yes, their spirit is worthy of our learning and respect."

At night, Han Xiaodong lay in bed, thinking about today's experience. He knew that these soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country deserved everyone's admiration and remembrance. He should do his best to contribute to society and live up to the heroes who gave their lives for the country.

The next day, Han Xiaodong got up early as usual. At this time, "Han Xiaodong, you went to the forest yesterday. Do you feel tired today?"

Han Xiaodong smiled and shook his head: "No, I feel better."

Yan Bugui nodded: "That's good. Although work is important, you also have to take care of your health."

Arriving at the cotton mill, Han Xiaodong and his colleagues began a busy day of work. Today's task is to produce a batch of high-quality quilts for a major customer. Everyone is conscientiously completing their own processes and striving to complete the order on time.

Han Xiaodong dragged his heavy steps back to the courtyard, feeling particularly heavy-hearted. Recalling the day at the cemetery in the forest, he saw those soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country, and was deeply moved. He never thought that he would be deeply moved by such a story, and a strong sense of responsibility and mission was ignited in his heart.

"Han Xiaodong, what's wrong? You don't look well. Are you too tired from work?" Qin Huairu asked with concern when she saw Han Xiaodong coming back.

Han Xiaodong forced a smile and said, "It's okay, Aunt Huairu. I just read some stories today and felt a little touched."

Qin Huairu nodded and patted his shoulder: "Han Xiaodong, tell us if you have anything to say, don't keep it in your heart."

"Thank you Aunt Huairu, I understand."

Han Xiaodong walked into his room and sat at the table, his mind full of thoughts. He took out his notebook and began to write down his feelings for the day, hoping to express his inner feelings through words.

"And what can I, as an ordinary person, do for the country?" Han Xiaodong thought to himself, his pen tip constantly recording on the paper.

After writing for a while, Han Xiaodong put down his pen, took a deep breath, and decided to take a walk in the yard. The yard was brightly lit, the neighbors were busy, the children were playing, and the whole yard was full of vitality.

"Han Xiaodong, come over and sit for a while, we can chat." Yan Bugui greeted Han Xiaodong when he saw him.

Han Xiaodong nodded and walked over to sit down. Yan Bugui handed him a cup of tea and asked with a smile, "Are you in a bad mood today?"

Han Xiaodong sighed: "Yes, I read some stories of the soldiers today, and I feel a little heavy in my heart."

Yan Bugui nodded: "Those soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country are indeed worthy of our admiration and remembrance. Han Xiaodong, sometimes being touched is also a kind of strength, which makes us work harder."

Han Xiaodong listened carefully and felt a little comforted: "Uncle Yan, you are right. I will turn this feeling into motivation and work harder."

Liu Haizhong also came over and asked with concern: "Han Xiaodong, do you have any difficulties at work? Let me know if you need any help."