Quick Wearwithout My Name

With a bit of heat and a bit of light, it can be like a firefly. It can also shine a little in the dark without waiting for a torch. From now on, if there is no torch, I will be the only light. In an era of national decline, for many people, whether to live in intoxication and die in day and night dreams, or to face the bloody butcher knife, is not a question worth thinking about. They turned their backs on their own class, and in the midst of artillery fire and chaos, they searched for that little bit of light that held up the future, and crossed the ocean to the unknown, or returned to their fallen hometown without hesitation, looking around in desolate panic. A whim of imagination, not long in length, full text of three worlds. In the first life [Raise Fire], a writer in the late Qing Dynasty was a rebel who betrayed his class. When the nation was hesitant and had no way to go, he used his body as fire to tear open the obstacles on the way forward. The third generation [Star], a physicist returned from the Republic of China, my motherland needed me, so I crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, passed through many thorns, and ran towards my mother's arms, just like the stars going to the Milky Way, and the flames returning to the torch. The male protagonist has no cp, cp country. Without cheating, it is a story about ordinary people moving forward step by step with their own strength. Ps: I received a notice some time ago that the second world is too sensitive to write. Many of the plots I thought about have been scrapped. The first and third worlds cannot be connected... I shed tears. What is going on? Purpose: Pursue ideals and beliefs