Dynasties watched the founding of the modern nation, and the emperors were shocked

Next, there is the sound of the icy sea whirring into your ears.

The picture turned black directly, but it could be heard in the heavens.

At this moment, all dynasties, whether they were emperors and generals, poets and sages, and more dawn people, all watched this scene in silence.

Everyone's thoughts seemed to fall into the depths of the sea with Yi Baisha.

Sinking together, there is also the faint flame of hope.

The picture went black, and even the sound disappeared.

In the dim canopy, the words of burning fire appeared.

[He said that he was a pessimist, an optimist of this era, and there were a few.

[All those who walk against the times have witnessed how dark and desperate this world is, so they will pick up the torch and save the pessimistic.

[There was no fire in this world, and it was someone who made the Prometheus of this world, which ignited the flame of hope for the nation.

[In fact, the flame is about to ignite, Yi Baisha, a pessimist of this era, put a lock on himself and finally locked himself inside. Obviously

, it was pitch black ahead, and there was no light in sight, but these people were stubborn and stubborn and said, I can see it.

[I saw it.]

More people will see that they, we, are witnessing this great moment together. At

that time, Da Ming.

Bright words emerge in the sky.

The same place, but different time and space.

'Mr. Baisha' Chen Xianzhang also stood in this hometown of his hometown, looking at the rolling waves, and his eyes were so complicated that they seemed to have traveled through time and space.

Looking at it, Chen Xianzhang couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes.

He seemed to see a figure waving vigorously at him in the white waves.

He didn't expect that in later generations, some people would regard him as an 'idol' and named him after Baisha, but because he couldn't see hope, he threw himself into this lonely river.

"He fell on the eve of dawn..."After

a long silence, Chen Xianzhang muttered to himself: "May you be well." "

Da Song.

As the sun set, Yue Fei should be in this sunset, looking at the picture reflected in the sky.

The scene of Yi Baisha committing suicide by throwing herself into the river moved him.

This made him think of two people.

Tan Sitong, who started with my bloodshed, is also Chen Tianhua, who does not see hope and does not want to see national splitting, but walks towards the sea step by step.

History is always so strikingly similar.

"But why don't you hold on for a while, it's dark enough, you should get used to the darkness!"

"Hold on for a while, the dawn is coming!" Yue

Fei coughed violently and yelled at the sky.

Although he didn't know what would happen later, the words in the canopy had already highlighted everything

, the dawn was coming

! Fall before the dawn, willingly?

Great Qing, the dawn is coming.

Yongzheng stood in front of the palace, with his hands behind his back, and looked at the light of dawn that appeared in the distant east.

Muttering the words that appeared in the canopy: "More people will see this dawn, but what does the dawn refer to..."

[The news of Yi Baisha's death spread throughout the land of China. In

the land of Shonan, a communist group has been formed.

But now they were all silent, looking at the bloody sunset, and everyone had a grief on their faces that could not be concealed.

"Mr. Yi, you are a real fighter!" everyone

closed their eyes deeply and observed silence.

There was no one who didn't.

The eyes of the young people who founded the Hu Nan group are always soft and warm, but when they look into the depths of their eyes, there is a sharp edge.

Yi Baisha died.

Die before the dawn of this nation.

They...... Is it time to do something?

Isn't it time to stain this blood-red earth with another layer of blood?"

"

Quiet room, his voice suddenly sounded.

Including He Shuheng, all the silent mourners opened their eyes and looked at the young man who spoke in surprise.

"It's too scattered, it should be gathered together!" he

continued, suggesting, "Delegates from all over the country should meet." With that

, he pushed the door open and left.

The back is so straight.

He's getting out of here, and there's something big in his mind.

But the death of Yi Baisha accelerated this major event.

"Mr. Yi, you can go.

"Burying yourself is the path you choose for this era, and everyone has their own aspirations.

"We won't be so extreme, and we'll always keep hope, even if the road ahead is dark.

"The mountains and rivers are exhausted, and all roads are impassable, but we want to find a way to live that suits us!"

Chen Zhongfu had already learned of Yi Baisha's death, and the depression and grief in his heart hit like a tide, making his eyes black for a while.

On this day, he could not work.

Trapped himself in a small dark room all day, in a trance, he remembered the process of meeting Yi Baisha.

met in Dongying and discussed the road to national salvation together.

During the New Culture Period, he was the first to propose 'Down with the Confucian Temple'.

The man who proposed to die in Dajiang a long time ago.

In the end, he was truly martyred.

Despite his endurance, the tears eventually broke the embankment.

"Bai Sha, you should wait a little longer!"

"Look at this mountain and river again, it is not as hopeless as before. "

Late at night.

He finally walked out of the room.

In the eye, there are fireflies.

A thought also struck him in his heart.

It is necessary to bring together all the communist groups from all over the world.

No amount of sparks can burn the devastated earth.

Only a fire is formed.

Capital.

Workers' workshop.

Li Shouchang clenched the letter in his hand.

Through Chen Zhongfu's letter, he learned of Yi Baisha's death.

The bearded man was finally silent.

In the evening, he went back to his room and gave a reply.

The letter says so.

"Bai Sha is one of the few people who really has a backbone, he can't see the hope of this country, so we have to let him know that the dawn is coming!"

"I think it's time to gather the representatives of all over the country, and this heavy task will be handed over to you, and I won't be able to go."

"The road of our revolution is still long, you and I have to fight for the day, to fight, the mountains and rivers are beautiful!"

In the canopy, the new chaos continues.

[In May, more than 1,000 workers in Changxindian celebrated Labor Day and marched and demonstrated. [

Yat-sen was inaugurated as the very president of the Republic of China in Guangzhou. On June 18, he ordered a crusade against the Gui warlord Lu Rongting. [

On June 26, the Cantonese army occupied Wuzhou. The domestic landscape has once again undergone earth-shattering changes. There

is an end to the chaos at a glance.

But this time, it didn't wait for the emperors of the dynasties to sigh.

In the canopy, words appeared.

Everyone is waiting for hope until dawn.

Now, the dawn has come. [

Dawn is fixed on the day of July 23, 1921. 】