At the flag-raising ceremony in Tiananmen Square on National Day in 2009, reporters captured such a tender and touching scene.
An elderly couple stood side by side, holding hands. They stood in the crowd with solemn and solemn expressions. As the national flag slowly rose, they sang the passionate national anthem sonorously and powerfully. Although the morning light was dim, their torch-like gazes, the sacred party emblem on their chests and the dazzling red of the national flag complemented each other and heated up the cool autumn morning.
As the national anthem stopped and the ceremony ended, the crowd gradually became noisy and dispersed. The two old men slowly tilted their heads and smiled at each other, like a scene in a slow-playing movie. Grandpa gently placed a kiss on Grandma's forehead. In Grandma's bright eyes, he gently smoothed her forehead hair that was blown to the side by the breeze. The two sides were lingering and left together.
The reporter resisted the urge to come forward for an interview. He did not want to disturb this peaceful scene of time. And the extraordinary years they have experienced, which may be ordinary or profound, are no longer sound in the scenes recorded by the camera.
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