At this moment, Da Ming.

Wang Yangming looked at the reflection of the sky, and was so excited that he burst into tears, looking at his lifelong friend, who was as clear as water.

"The majesty of a great country is about to appear, do you think these people will succeed?"

Zhan Ruoshui fell silent.

He is a Lingnan person, and in terms of scholarship and knowledge, he is as famous as Wang Shouren, but his reputation is far less than that of Wang Shouren.

However, fortunately, he doesn't care about fame, fortune and prestige, he just wants to travel all over the world.

After being silent for a long time, Zhan Ruoshui raised his head, his eyes like torches.

"This path is the right one to succeed, but it is also extremely difficult. "

There is a price to pay for your life!"

Yuan Dynasty.

Guan Hanqing is only making Yuan songs.

But seeing this scene, he couldn't help but stop and looked at the sky in a daze, that stubborn and persistent person.

"I've never seen these people who carry on the past and forge ahead of the future.

"But because of this era, there is hope.

Smiling, Guan Hanqing continued to make Yuan songs.

And the melody is highly grammatical, as if it were for this generation of future generations.

Finally, there is the Great Qing Dynasty.

Yongzheng walked out of the palace and looked up at the scenes reflected in the sky, with a little chill in his eyes.

He asked Li Wei a question that seemed unrelated, but was actually closely related.

"In the future, the Qing Dynasty will die, do you firmly believe it?"

Despite the great rebellion, Li Wei still nodded lightly: "Yes!"

"No dynasty is immortal, but the nation is."

Li Wei continued: "Whether it is Manchu or Han, but in the final analysis, we are all ethnic groups living in the territory of this homeland. "

You can't be absurd, you can't be feudal and decadent, you have to change!" Yongzheng

didn't blame Li Wei for being disrespectful, but he looked at him with complicated eyes, stared at him for a long time, and sighed faintly.

"Yes, the death of the Great Qing Dynasty is inevitable, at least before the appearance of the canopy, I have never seen such a group... I've never seen anyone like that!"

...

At this time, in the canopy, the passionate text continued.

[The communist manifesto was swept to the north and south, and the oath-takers emerged one after another. The flames are getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more of them. First

of all, Hu Nan.

The young man received the package and opened it excitedly, and the word 'declaration' came into view.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he gathered everyone to read this manifesto together.

"The flag has been found

!" "The political knowledge of the future belongs

to the workers and peasants!" He

Shuheng's old eyes were full of excitement, and he said to his old friend very firmly: "This declaration will resound throughout the great rivers of China!"

followed by Jincheng.

The weather was getting colder, and the handsome young man was holding a manifesto in his hand and reading it quietly.

Behind him, all the members of the Enlightenment Society also have a share.

As early as when this manifesto reached Jincheng, he printed several copies in advance for everyone to see.

"If the formation of the group is the skeleton, then this manifesto is the soul!" "

Everyone must memorize it by heart and practice every word on it.

"This will become our belief to personally open up a new China in the future."

Looking at the brighter and brighter eyes of the members of the Enlightenment Society, the young man slowly raised his right hand.

"It's no longer about reading for the rise of the nation, but about fighting for doctrine!" "

Struggle for doctrine!"

At this moment, all the members of the club also raised their right hands and swore an oath loudly.

In the future, they will turn into angry flames and waves to burn this era.

But the young man pushed the door and walked out, looking at the wish.

Only one girl followed, and asked softly, "Are you leaving?"

The young man nodded slowly, and the maturity and profundity that did not match his age were still on his face.

"It's time, I'm going to go abroad to see. The

text emerged.

[On November 7, 1920, the young people of Jincheng went abroad and went to stay in the country. In the future, he will meet the founder of another great power. Yamashiro

.

A school where students are preparing to keep their hair after graduation.

The students and young people stood neatly and neatly, and after taking a graduation photo, they accepted 300 yuan of foreign gold.

Among the students who went to the ship, a young man looked at the cruise ship moored at the dock with heavy luggage, and did not forget his father's teachings in his ears.

"If there is no good school in the country, it can be painful, and there is no pure land in the country, and it is especially painful.

"To study in the West, the only way for the Chinese nation to stand up, become rich, and become strong is to embark on the road of modernity." The

text continues to reproduce.

[What is your sixteen years old?]

[Or young and ignorant, or immersed in hard study, or bid farewell to a wealthy family, leave home, and go to find a way.

[The nation will stand up, China will become rich, and a big country will eventually be created.] The boy said that he had already sketched a grand blueprint in his heart. [

Young chivalry, befriending Wuduxiong. The liver and gallbladder are hollow, the hair is shrugging, and in the conversation, life and death are the same, and a promise is heavy. The

land of Qilu.

The streets are full of vegetable farmers and a small number of Dongying soldiers.

They turn into civilian clothes, sneaky, and hide in joints.

Wang Jinmei glared at them angrily, her fists clenched.

He hopes that one day he will be able to drive out these invaders with his own hands.

It was another young man, Deng Enming, who handed him a brochure to read, calming his anger.

After just one glance, Wang Jinmei's eyes lit up.

"Gong proclamation, to build our own great power.

"Everyone is equal, the workers and peasants take to the stage and drive out the powers.

At this moment, Wang Jinmei's eyes were red, leaving tears.

He read it out according to the contents of the declaration, his expression solemn.

Deng Enming and others followed.

"I, Wang Jinmei (Deng Enming), am willing to join Gong Industrialism and fight for it all my life!

Returning to his hometown, Yat-sen had mixed feelings in his heart.

After the failure of the first Dharma Protector, he fell silent and realized that he was no longer young.

But during this time in the magic capital, he could clearly feel that this big country was changing rapidly.

There are young people who are trying, and there are people in the prime of life who are giving speeches and shouting in the streets, trying to wake up this silent people.

The sound of the roar reached his ears.

He also learned that, in addition to his national beliefs, there was a new type of doctrine that was taking shape and flourishing.

Ten years of drinking ice, it is difficult to cool the blood.

He felt that he should fight again.

"Everyone has only one life, but I hope to once again raise the banner of protecting the Dharma and go deep into the revolution!"

he said to himself in a voice that he

could only hear.

At this moment, Beijing, Huhai, Hunan, Jincheng, Shancheng, Qilu, Liangguang...

More and more places are showing flames.

The flames will grow bigger and bigger.

The younger generation, the middle-aged generation, and even the aging generation have all raised the banner in their hands.

1920.

It's a year of revival and awakening...

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