All the emperors stand up and watch the stars of mankind shine

[However, there are bloody clouds everywhere, wolf dogs on the street, happy hearts, how many can they do? ] Sima Qingshirt, I can't learn the forgetfulness of Tai Shang]

[I said that I created this rumor, I am for the broken mountains and rivers, for every dead and alive and difficult person I have seen before, for an ideal when I was young, will you believe it]

Now.

When the words on the gold list appear.

Daming.

The elderly Zhang Ju was watching this scene and burst into tears.

The domestic servants around him carried him, a violent coughing sound came, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and the servants and family members around him all whimpered and kowtowed.

This old figure recalls his life.

From studying as a teenager to entering the imperial court, he always hid himself in the clear stream.

Until Yan Song fell, he personally overthrew the head of Qingliu, his own master Xu Jie.

Senior Brother Gao Gong also stood on the opposite side of himself for a while.

During that time, in the clear stream, everyone regarded themselves as traitors, and the Yan faction regarded themselves as enemies.

He was asked why he did it.

At this moment, this old scholar burst into tears, and his voice roared hoarsely.

"Do you believe me when I say that I am for the broken mountains and rivers, for everyone I have seen before who has struggled to die and live?"

Now, Zhang Ju is looking at the golden list, and his vision has blurred.

"Descendants, I believe."

This moment.

The gold list is stocked and officially opened.

【With the total . The early ideas of the proletarian school ignited, and the flames of regiments were initially ignited in various places, overseas, China, and the Communist Party. The beginning of the protarist organization is exactly the action, and some people are singing in the dark, want to use fire, fellow believers]

The screen expands.

At this moment, Chen Duxiu was in the Shanghai Machine Union, looking at the figure in front of him.

His name is Li Zhongyuan.

Once an enthusiastic reader of a new youth newspaper and periodical, born in a scholarly family, graduated from a normal school, after the students gathered to speak, went to an antique shop in Shanghai to help, until Chen Duxiu arrived, the new youth also came, this enthusiastic reader came to visit many times.

Inspired by Chen Duxiu, he took the initiative to join the factory and began to publicize his life.

Li Zhongyuan was very excited, and now, they were standing together, the same group of people holding the flames aloft.

Now representatives of all major factories have come.

Chen Duxiu and others agreed on the slogan, next, they want to create the first in the communist. The workers' unions under the proletarian faction, to the Communist Party. The ideas of the protarist school are guided.

Chen Duxiu and his friends swept their gaze over these representatives of young or middle-aged workers.

"The purpose of our union is to seek the interests of our members and to remove the suffering of our members."

"I believe everyone knows that in the current world, there are only three groups that have power, the first is the miners, the second is the railway workers, the third is the machine workers, these three groups unite, 360 Society. Everything at the meeting is subject to it. "

"Why should we unionize? For we must train virtue, develop intellect, and promote the concept of mutual assistance among classes with public ideals..."

In the workshop, more than 80 workers' representatives were listening, and their emotions grew higher with Chen Duxiu's speech, and the surrounding machines roared.

There were representatives of young workers who clenched their fists fiercely and looked at them warmly, and there were representatives of middle-aged workers who were excitedly recording in their notebooks.

The trade union began to be created, and Mr. Sun also came, looking at the more than 80 workers' representatives of shipyards, electric light factories, and spinning factories in front of him, and there was warm applause at the scene.

Mr. Sun was quiet, looking at Chen Duxiu, who was giving a speech on the machine, and also at these serious and enthusiastic workers' representatives.

It was like seeing a flame in a dark age.

He very much hopes that Chen Duxiu can take a different path.

They have explored new paths for too many years and waited too many years.

Images appear on the streets.

The newspaper of the "Xinguo Daily" was held up by the newsboy, shouting excitedly all the way.

"Total. The propertarists have created workers' unions! "

On the edge of the cigarette stalls, young students who had read Shinbao clenched their fists and shouted: "The working class will never be bullied again!" "

The old worker holding the Times looked at this united class with tears in his eyes.

On the gold list.

The viewing angle of the picture turns again.

This time, Shanghai.

Fudan Public School.

Several young students bowed their heads among the teachers, secretly watching, and whispered a few words from time to time.

They clenched the books in their hands excitedly.

That is Chen Ludao's translation of nothing. Bourgeois thinking.

And this pamphlet was also relocated to Shanghai New Youth Newspaper for publication.

Even if they watched quietly and discussed excitedly in private, they would have ideological differences, so some people began to write letters to the new youth.

The influence of the new youth is not limited to Shanghai.

At this moment, more and more teenagers, young people pick up the pen.

At this moment, Zhu Datang, who was only thirteen years old, lowered his head, and he was still studying in the village, looking at the thoughts of the new youth, excitedly lit the oil lamp, and the pen in his hand was stained with ink, writing down about his own confrontation. The understanding of the protarist.

Meanwhile.

This year, the ten-year-old Yuan Shu has changed his name, and he is in Shanghai.

No one knew that the ten-year-old, under the influence of his father, had developed a great enthusiasm for the new youth, and he was also picking up a pen and writing his questions into letters.

On the other side, Wu Khan.

Twenty-one-year-old lawyer Shi Yang still wears a melon-skin hat and seems to always wear the horse coat, but he is also looking at the new youth who is out of place with him, and he locks himself in the room alone, solemnly and sincerely carrying the pen.

Jingshi, eight-year-old Fang Dezeng silently wrote down the total. A few words of protarivism.

The northeast of the year.

Liu Changchun, who is already eleven, has also been in school for a year, he knows many words, he is looking at the new youth, and his clumsy hand is crooked to write a letter to the new youth.

These people are saying: "This time, China really has hope, and the people have strength!" "

Now.

Da Tang.

Prime Minister Fang Xuanling, Wei Zheng, Changsun Wuji and others are all looking at the current picture.

At that time, they were walking in the Zhenguan year.

Fang Xuanling looked at the golden list in front of him, it belonged to the future generation, belonged to another era, and China had not been brilliant for thousands of years.

The union is magnificent, in total. Under the guidance of production.

Wu Khan, Jing Shi, Zhizhou, Shang Hai, Hu Nan...

All over the total. The organizations are learning, enthusiastic and enthusiastic.

He had never seen an era like this.

Gathering the power of generations, going forward and forward, towards a path that is not even clear, whether successful or not, they do not care about life and death moths to fight fire.

Until now.

After they found their way, the latest group of young people stood up from all over China and began to study vigorously.

At this moment, Fang Xuanling seemed to see a batch of the greenest seeds, and he was bound to let himself blossom in this era.

"Looking at history, there has never been such a vigorous rumor."

Fang Xuanling finally spoke, and his eyes also reflected the morning light of another era.

Right now.

The gold list inventory text continues.

[Chen Duxiu looked at the news of Jianyan in various places, opened the meeting, and prepared the establishment of the first publication for the organization. At the end of the year, the monthly magazine of the proletarian school was founded in Shanghai, and was published by the Communist Party of Shanghai. The proletarian group initiated and began to introduce the communists. The claims of the proletarian school, as well as the ideological experience of Tsarist Russia, Marx thought]

The gold list screen appears.

At this moment, Chen Duxiu looked at the creation of the Gong from Jingshi, Hunan, Zhizhou, Wuhan and other places. The news of the proletarians was excited.

He looked at his wife and waved the letterhead in his hand.

"Jun Man, you see, this fire has been lit, and sooner or later he will burn to every corner of the entire China, shining that this great country has regained its new life!"

Immediately, he also began to write letters to Li Dazhao and other friends.

"The future is none. The flame of the production class is bound to burn to the entire country, and the people will be masters of their own affairs! "

Yes, nowadays all over the establishment of a total . The enthusiasm of the protarist group is the greatest victory of this path.

But after Chen Duxiu was excited, he also began to think, now he has the main program of thought, but the organization also needs to create a journal to transmit ideas.

So he summoned the Shang Hai Communists. The protaritarian group, meeting to discuss this.

Shen Yanbing and Shi Cun are all there at this moment.

I heard that Chen Duxiu decided to start a magazine.

"We are together. The best thing about propertarist publications is to introduce nothing. The current state of the brought, the experience of Tsarist Russia, and the transmission of Marx's ideas. "

"We want everyone to understand that together. At the same time, the idea of proletarianism should also revise the various ideas that are now too redundant, so that the communists. Proletarianism becomes mainstream! "

So in the printer, they began to print in a low key, and the sound of the machine sounded.

Chen Duxiu looked at the newspaper and periodical, reached out and touched the paper that still had residual warmth, and his eyes were bright. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Now the North and South officials target the total. The arrest of the protarivists is very strong, and they can only be issued covertly.

At this moment, Li Zhongyuan, the founder of the Shanghai Workers' Union, held this information in his hand and opened his mouth to the workers in surprise.

"Fellow travelers, our bright path is about to begin!"

"This book is total. The proletarian school is the banner that guides the direction of our thinking and stands at the top. "

(BCCC) is not only a factory, Fudan Public School, some students looked at this publication presented with the new youth, began to open it, carefully took notes.

On the dock, some workers took advantage of the work and rest of their labor, looked down and quietly watched, and their rough fingers clenched tightly.

At the same time, the Jingshi, Wuhan, Zhizhou, Hu Nan and other local groups also began to receive one after another.

The flames everywhere are now burning!

The gold list is counted, and the text emerges.

[At the end of this year, under the auspices of Chen Duxiu, Shanghai Haigong. The proletarian group writes a manifesto of thought]

The screen expands.

This time, it was Chen Duxiu at home.

Shen Yanbing, Shi Cun and the same Shang Hai Gong. The members of the proletarian group are all there.

At this moment, the cold wind outside the window is howling, mixed with the unique piercing of winter, but the figure in the room is enthusiastic.

Chen Duxiu waved his hand, his spirit uplifted.

"I think you all have seen that Jingshi, Hunan, Wuhan, Zhizhou and other places have successively established communists. The rapid establishment and spread of the protarist group also represented the choice of the times. "

"The times have proved that the road we are taking is in line with the current national conditions and is also in line with the China News Agency. What will be basic is in line with the needs of the people. "

"But how can an organization not have a program."

Shen Yanbing, Shi Cuntong's eyes and the excitement under the eyes of several people gradually calmed down.

"Yes, there is no program, our current Marx thought, only theory, we must clarify the purpose, as well as describe the current situation, and provide clear guidance on how to establish, develop and carry out steps in the current environment."

"We must create a program with clear guiding ideology and goals for the construction of the building!"

The eyes of several panelists converged and collided with enthusiasm.

The cold wind outside the window swept through, beginning to mix with raindrops.

Gao Junman watched her husband shut herself in the room and knocked on the door.

"The meal is ready, let's write it after eating."

Chen Duxiu did not look up, but continued to wave his pen: "You eat first." "

The others also bowed their heads, preoccupied, as if they were completely unaware of hunger.

It was getting dark, and lights were lit in the room.

Gao Junman warmed the meal again, and the steaming meal was not cared for in this winter night.

She shouted again.

However, in the room, Chen Duxiu and the others were just enthusiastic and continued to write.

"It does not mention anti-feudal and anti-local democratic deaths, but only advocates social affairs. It is utopian..."

They wrote out the first part about total. The ideal of proletarianism, the second part is about communism. The third part of the purpose of provinitude is the state of class.

Several people laughed in surprise, looking at these newly written programs, excited.

The meal was hot again, laid out on the table, steaming.

This time they still didn't eat, but hurriedly took the manuscript and went out.

Gao Junman stood at the gate behind him and shouted, "Go after eating." "

However, a few people just smiled: "Let's go print it first, let the places contact the mind, time is not waiting." "

Soon, about the total . The proletarian program was printed.

Chen Duxiu and others wrote letters one after another and sent these to their friends.

On a cold winter night, the carriage galloped away until it appeared in Jingshi.

Li Dazhao looked at the latest program and hurried to the research room.

The fire in his eyes became more and more intense, and he finally saw the future direction of this path!

On the other side, Hu Nan.

He Shuheng also looked at the newsboy who hurriedly came to deliver the letter, he carefully clenched the fluttering declaration program in his hand, and at this moment, he looked up at this mountain and river.

He saw a truly unprecedented prosperous era!

Outside the Jingshi research room, young figures leave, they touch the material from Shanghai Hai, which has become one of their most precious books, and the other is the total . A monthly protarist magazine.

Jingshi, outside the Changxin store, there was a teenager shouting.

"There is hope for young China!"

He wandered around and handed the books and periodicals in his hand to the workers to circulate.

And on the other side, Shanghai.

At Fudan Public School, a female student boldly passed the book in her hand to the school.

The young man reading exclaimed: "Anarchism is wrong, this is right!" "

Capital.

Enlightenment will join the total. Several members of the proletarian group had tears in their eyes: "Communist. Propertyism began, really began. "

"We have our own program, we have newspapers!"

Now, the inventory continues.

[The international situation is constantly changing, and Sheila decided to reset the king in a national referendum]

[In the same year, Fenlan joined the League of Nations. 】

[Eagle country and the development country sign a treaty, the eagle country occupies Bataan, and the development country occupies the Syrian country]

[This year, China was in turmoil and warlords, Sichuan and Yunnan. Outbreak of the Qian War]

[The figure of Kawasaki people began to appear in Tohoku, Higashiyama and other places, quietly measuring routes, this ambition from the small island of Towin, has been spied on for a long time]

[In winter, an unprecedented earthquake broke out in Ningxia, and in China, which suffered many disasters, 230,000 people died this year]

This year was a year of international turmoil.

Right now.

Daming.

Xia Yunyi looked at his young son Xia Wanchun with complicated eyes.

Now that Daming has fallen into storms, how much difference is there compared to this world on the gold list?

At this moment, Xia Yunyi looked at Jin Bang and opened his mouth to teach.

"The times are chaotic, the crowd is chaotic."

"That era from the afterlife, there are too many ideas now, warlords are divided, and the situation must be very difficult."

"You see, under such circumstances, their organization can still appear, the program and the monthly magazine, let the idea of their organization completely established."

Xia Yunyi's eyes were deep.

"You should also look carefully in the future, study more, and save the situation from falling in Daming."

The other side.

Northern song dynasty.

Young Ouyang Xiu was also teaching the children.

"Look at how an organization that could rise like this in that era changed their country."

"In the future, you will also have to look carefully, learn from them, and improve the Great Song."

At that moment, they looked at the fire of this era, and their enthusiasm shone.

Daqing.

The Yongzheng Emperor put down the twist in the middle of the night.

He put his hands behind his back, looked at the golden list, and sneered.

"When the situation is like this, what can you do?"

"Now China is divided, the country is not a country, and the ambition of overseas alien wolves is looking at the tiger."

"Even if your thinking is right and your path is right, how can you turn the tide?"

It's just that ah, the wind is blowing, the wind is on fire, getting bigger and bigger...