I've always wanted to write about Huangpu officers (Classes One and Four). Then I watched The Grandstand, hummed, "What kind of love in this world is pure? You'd willingly turn into a red butterfly spreading its wings," and got to work.
In short, this is a story about "a remarkable woman escorting the Palace Museum's national treasures on their migration + a Huangpu Military Academy version of Young Days."
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I didn't dare to look at it anymore, but I kept thinking about it.
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Recently I saw a very popular article about the Republic of China on a certain website. After that, I complained like crazy, and many people thought I was redundant. Just don't watch it if you don't like it. However, I couldn't help it when I saw that many people thought that the beautiful heroine's behavior was right. I think the heroine insulted the soldiers, the era of the Republic of China, and the female compatriots during the Anti-Japanese War. But I saw so many people feeling good and touching. When I see someone saying that the heroine is right not to act, and that resisting Japan is seeking death. If she is not seeking death and is not crazy, I can't help but feel a sense of powerlessness and sadness and anger from the bottom of my heart! After reading this postscript, I feel like I have found comfort. Respect all the heroes of the Republic of China. During the Anti-Japanese War, there were too many people and things. Even if we are not moved, we should respect them. Future generations are not qualified to look down on the sacrifices they made, even if this sacrifice seems ridiculous to many people today. Without the sacrifices of these so-called lunatics, where would they have the chance to speak out? I don't believe in evil, so I read several books from the Republic of China period. There are still many people who think the same as me. Thank you to these authors for making me firmly believe that my point of view is not a joke, and my persistent respect for that era is not because I am crazy.
What is a prosperous age? The prosperous times in everyone's mind are similar, right? Quiet, peaceful, no war, no smoke. But in life, joys and sorrows are always unavoidable fate. Some people separate when they are in love, and some people part ways after not loving each other. Either way is full of regrets. Only memories know that they once met and knew each other and fell in love. How far is love and how far is the future? Who can tell clearly? Who can promise you a prosperous life? We are all mayflies struggling in the world of mortals, small and subtle, just like dust. If we can't stay together when we are in love, and we can't see each other day and night when we are in love, what possibilities will there be in the future? People in ancient times had very beautiful and romantic thoughts, saying, "If love lasts for a long time, how can it last forever?" This is very similar to Plato's concept. However, isn't what people pursue a harmonious and beautiful life? If we can't be together day and night, love will fade, years will pass, and day and night will make us grow tired. How many days are left to squander and wait? Exiling love into endless waiting and expectation always feels like a waste of money. What a pity that the best years were spent looking at each other from afar. However, some people would rather choose this kind of love, no matter how long they wait, because they can't go against their own hearts, and their hearts tell themselves that they want to meet him again in the prosperous age. Because in that prosperous age, they could embrace each other happily, walk carefree on the country roads, look at the small flowers on the roadside, pick up the morning dew, sip the clear spring water, and look at the sunset on the horizon. Or ride a horse together, walk slowly, look carefully, and spend time leisurely, from early morning to sunset, from cloud to cloud. Because the current gathering is too short, because the current staying together is too difficult, the prosperous age has become a sweet dream for everyone. As long as you persist, your wishes can come true. That is a very ideal and optimistic idea, but what if you are not optimistic and persistent, what if you give up? If she wasn't my little sister, if he wasn't Hu Lin, maybe, but they weren't, they were the most stubborn selves. They have their own beliefs, and there will be conflicts with different beliefs, which makes us worry about whether they can't help us realize this beautiful dream. Yes, it is the dream of a prosperous age. It belongs to them and to us readers. There are always similarities in history. No matter how many people were affected by the outcome of that period of history, countless people lost their families, lovers, and children because of the war at that time. Perhaps we should not pay too much attention to the disputes over doctrines and political opinions between the two parties, but should pay more attention to ordinary people, people who are passively influenced by history. Personal choices, positions, and principles all collide with each other. Hu Lin's choice deserves our respect, and Xiaomei's choice is completely understandable. Every choice they make will have an impact on their future. But no matter what, we believe they can come together in the end. Even if the prosperous age is still far away, if they are really destined, if this love can really withstand the test, time is not a problem, the strait is not a problem, with all the efforts and pursuits, it will not be difficult to meet again! Admittedly, I am an optimist and dare not give them a tragic ending. There are too many regrets in reality. How many relatives and friends are really separated, but they are gray-haired and still unable to get what they want. I really don't want to see such bitterness and sadness in them. I write this at the end, thank you so much for giving us this feast of words. Pray for blessings and see you again in the prosperous times.
In the past, I always thought that the literature of the Republic of China was always miserable and sad, but after meeting a certain waist, I discovered that the literature of the Republic of China can also be very grand, thought-provoking, and thought-provoking. While reading the literature, think about what that special era left for us. I am a typical post-80s generation. I received a red and professional education since I was a child. I studied history and politics. The teacher always told us to remember the great achievements of the revolutionary martyrs who shed their blood and threw their heads. I have seen many historical photos, but I have only learned a tiny bit from them. We cannot empathize with what we have never experienced. No matter how many stories we have read, our heartache and sighs come from our sympathy and admiration for them. I think the relationship between the little sister and the fox is real, because I have heard many love stories, and the thrilling and touching ones all came from that war era. In an era that we don't understand, we all feel bitter when we look at it, let alone the two parties involved. Perhaps the water, soil and environment at that time produced particularly tough people, who were emotionally persistent and had great love for the country and its people. They have this ability to find a balance between selfishness and fraternity, constantly contradicting and struggling. They can give everything they have for what they love, but they must also sacrifice for the country and brothers. The fox is a heroic figure, so he cannot settle down with his little sister. If he is a person who can stand by and watch his brothers in danger, my little sister may not necessarily love and respect him so much. In short, there are many contradictions, many reluctances, reluctances, and inability to let go. All these are mixed in their love, thus making this love heavy and delicate. The reason why I feel entangled because of them is because their love is so beautiful. It should not be a flash in the pan, but should flow like a quiet stream, quietly and peacefully. Sometimes I dare not think about whether love is more important, or whether it is more important to dedicate one's life to kindness. The fox can let down his little sister for the sake of his brothers, but his "I'm sorry" is really heartbreaking. I am not a little sister, and none of us are little sisters, so it is difficult to understand her mood at that time. Even though she was unwilling, hesitant, and frightened, she still understood the fox. Because she understood the fox, she used all her connections to find a way to create a way out for him as much as possible. Compared with those women who are always in love, the younger sister's behavior is more admirable. Her reason is not overwhelmed by grief, and she still believes that the fox can come back alive. A little bit of hope is like a candle. As long as the candle doesn't go out, she can still persevere. I also hope she sticks with it because the fox still has a chance to live, because this is fiction, this is not reality. A certain person really used this article to give us a place to dream. Women always love to dream, dreams of love, dreams of perfect love, and dreams of going to the grave of love with a like-minded person. Even if it is a grave, it is better to have your love exposed in the wilderness. It is romantic... This article dug a pit for most women and asked her to stand on it and look at it. Think about them and yourself, and then you will know whether or not you should jump out of the pit of love, which may be a bottomless pit. In fact, love is fragile and tough at any time. It depends on how we treat it and how we serve it.
I became very interested in the literature of the Republic of China when I read the serialization of "Meet You Again in the Rich Age". Speaking of the Republic of China, many inexplicable associations and associations come to mind (ha, out of context, this sentence was seen by Sister Yao on Weibo), such as "Night Shanghai" and "Lap Dance". Before taking a nap, I read half of the book "Hate" written by a well-known romance writer. In fact, I still like some of this author's works. However, compared with her novel about the Republic of China and Sister Yao, the former is as sweet as honey and tender as water, but weak and powerless. Hu Lin and Zi Yin are like golden winds and jade dews. When they meet, they win countless people in the world. They have clear bones and clear veins. The two met when they were young. Hu Lin rescued Zi Yin who fell into the water, and escorted Zi Yin to his home when he was hit by a stray bullet. This was not the power of love, but the loyalty of the youth; when the relationship sprouted, he was given a slap in the face by his grandma. But I think based on Hu Lin's temperament, mere acquaintances are not worth mentioning at all. What really stops him is seeing the teacher's wife who died in love. Deep love makes one feel worried. The truth is that arguing with each other is worse than not seeing each other, and recognizing each other is worse than strangers. And his Ziyin is just a weak woman. She smuggled military oil and escorted national treasures from the Forbidden City. She called the librarians of the Palace Museum nerds but was duty-bound to protect them. She even dared to tease those ladies, "This is a hidden expression of the Han Dynasty people's worship of male reproduction. Look, doesn't it look like it?" The only time she showed weakness was during a kiss. People were completely lost and hopeless, but once they recovered, they went to lobby for "the unification of the Central Committee and the unification of the military. Either the west wind will prevail over the east wind, or the east wind will overpower the west wind." She was truly a strange woman and a chivalrous woman. From this perspective, her teacher Yu Zeng was one of the few people who recognized heroes at that time. But I have to say that Sister Yao gave the two of them too few scenes to play against each other. Among them, I have to mention the Battle of Shipai. Let me take the battle as the background of the story. When I was watching "Hate", I saw a scene where the heroine learned that the hero was injured on the battlefield and dragged her five-month pregnancy to the battlefield. Ziyin thought the same. She desperately wanted to see Hu Lin, but she realized that not only was it unromantic, but also extremely stupid. Of course, the former is more like a romance novel, and "The Golden Age" provides another way of writing romance - maybe we need a strong but more calm and sensible heroine. Ziyin's skin is at your fingertips. Shipai should be the place where love sublimates, and Hu Lin also "didn't see" Ziyin. He had seen her busy figure and her leaving figure, but he could not hold her in his arms truly. For Hu Lin, instead of hugging her without knowing where she would be tomorrow, she was innocently and truly repelling the enemy soldiers and protecting her lover. So I carefully regarded the battle of Shipai as a big drama to protect my lover. The ancients said that Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes. Even if it is the Tomb of Heroes, then we have to accept it... Ziyin only had a few hours of leave. During these few hours of leave, Hu Lin only had time to wash Ziyin's hair. There is a Hong Kong movie "Sweet Words", which has a very sweet line: "I think if I live to be eighty years old, I will not remember this day." What happened in the world. But I will definitely remember this terrace facing the sea. You washed my hair with mineral water." Two people who are swept forward by the times would not say such sweet words, but I always feel that they fit my mood at this time. The emotional drama between two people written by Sister Yao always ends abruptly at the place where people are most looking forward to it. One wave after another will eventually push the wave higher and higher, but at the cusp of the ending, I have to wait for your publication. I have to say that you are very stepmother to Hu Lin and also to the readers. Let's talk about other things. Sister Yao said that she read more than a hundred books in order to write this book. To be honest, I don't like reading history books about this period. I always feel like I'm hurting others and myself. My father is a veteran. Every time Channel 6 broadcasts "The Battle of Menglianggu", he always reviews the past and learns new things. One time, my mother couldn't help but said, "You have watched it so many times. Who won?" Unexpectedly, my dad said seriously, "We are all brothers, there is no way we can win." At that moment, I was in awe of my dad. The only book I have read seriously is Long Yingtai's "Big River 1949" (I think my sister must have read it too). When I saw that you wrote about a teacher taking students to escape in the novel, I really felt like I didn't want to meet you again. Also, it's not enough to talk about, so you can take a look. As far as my personal reading is concerned, the biggest shortcoming is that there are too many memories. As a result, after reading the memories, I forgot where the previous plot was. When my sister is revising, can she present it in a different way so that readers can read it more coherently? Just like writing "Where is Zhongnan Mountain Again", will the two stories intersect to achieve better results? It's just a family opinion and I'll wait for corrections.
Oh my god, oh my god
Today when I was cleaning up my bookcases, I came across Shengshi and Zhongnanshan, which I really like. In my heart, Miss Xu has always lived on the other side of the world, facing the general.
When will the new version be posted? Half a year has arrived
I haven't waited for the book release or online updates yet. Oh, do you have any information?