Chapter 10 Because these already exist
“Can you understand if I say this?”
Yang Yanan raised his head, his eyes motionless and focused on the little girl’s eyebrows, who Hearing this, he shook his head even more happily: "Tell the truth, senior."
"The little one seems...seems to be even more dizzy."
Xu Yichi's eyes were full of sincerity. She was really dizzy now, and began to wonder if she was really as Yang Yan'an said, her age Qing Qing's thoughts are more stubborn and feudal than hers, more like an antique left over from the old era.
——The two sentences Yang Yanan just said were completely contrary to the views she usually received. She really couldn't figure out what she meant!
"Tsk." Yang Yan'an smacked her lips in response. She was no longer disgusted with this, and Xu Yichi felt like she was looking at a fool.
“I said you young people are simply...forget it, considering that you have contributed so many bags of potato chips in the past two days, I will show mercy to you today. Talk.”
The little Loli stood up and clapped her hands and circled around. After Xu Yichi heard this, he immediately sat upright and put his hands close to his knees as if he was listening.
Yang Yanan caught sight of her appearance from the corner of his eye, subconsciously raised the corner of his lips and smacked softly, then folded his hands and crossed his chest, and spoke slowly: "First, I said that whether it is spiritual character or humanistic connotation, these Most of them were interpreted and added by later generations——"
"This is because when people actually face those situations, they won't think about so many messy things in their minds."
"When soldiers stand in front of the formation, they won't think about themselves. How will I go there later? Showing how loyal and patriotic they are——"
"They stood there, looking at the enemy troops on the opposite side and the rows of weapons glowing with dazzling white light, and they could only think of The one who is protected behind me is not others , is home, is the homeland - the place where they were born and raised. "
"The people in the city are unarmed, and among those unarmed are their relatives, their friends, and others. Their parents, wives and children, Or someone who bought a new pair of insoles for me before leaving, that beloved girl?"
The little Loli spread her hands and slowly told Xu Yichi about the past thousands of years. She had seen countless scenes on the border.
The cool breeze blowing from the air conditioner in the corner inexplicably brought a chill. Listening to the tiny buzzing sound, the little girl felt as if she was being pulled to Yanmen - pulled to that high, thick, full Snow dust, and the city wall eroded by the wind.
“Those people may still be staying in their old houses, waiting for them to have a hot meal when they return from victory; some may have died unfortunately in their wanderings, and turned into a bunch of bones in some unknown corner. "
"But the soldiers on the front line don't know this. They only know that every inch they retreat, the city behind them There may be a few more dead souls who died in vain in the pool; they only know that every inch they step back, they are one step closer to the destruction of their country and their family."
"——No one. I wonder if one of my relatives and friends will be the next deceased soul." Yang Yanan's eyes were calm, his voice was deep, as distant as a clock, and he was in a trance like chanting Sanskrit music.
“So they can’t retreat—and no one is willing to retreat.” “Being a deserter means that you will have to struggle in the shadow of killing your relatives and friends in your hometown for the rest of your life; if you fight with your life forward, you may still be able to stay. The name of a martyr.”
"How can there be so many saints and heroes in this world who are willing to sacrifice themselves for others? But when he stood at that place, when he faced the enemy's swords and guns, when he recalled the softness and muddy nature of his childhood hometown The little dirt road... thinking of his closest comrade who died tragically under the gunfire yesterday."
"The purest emotion in the human heart will give him the most powerful power at this time, so the courage in that moment transcends life and death and even transcends time - Xiao Xu, you have to know that the battle is between the strong and the weak. The conquest is the resistance of the weak against the strong, the game of power, desire and ambition of the superiors, and the competition between countries and strength against strength. Amount..."
"But for the vast majority of the most ordinary soldiers, there is no such far-reaching success and fame, no illusory power that will last forever...For them, battle ||fighting is the end of the world. Their heads were pinned to their belts - standing behind them were their fellow countrymen and elders, and what they wanted to guard were their wives, children and friends. Hope of safe survival in the future."
"That's it...that's all! That kind of courage may inspire them to be full of generosity and heroism at that moment, but it can be traced back to the source. In the beginning, what triggered this courage was probably just a small, soft and often overlooked point. ”
"Before they die calmly, they may think, 'Hey! I can be considered a hero in this fucking life'; or they may not have thought about anything, but they just miss the bowl of Yangchun noodles sold at the small stall at the entrance of the village for no reason... …”
Yang Yanan’s mouth didn’t stop for a moment, and her tone clearly didn’t have the slightest hint of excitement, but it always sounded full of enthusiasm for no reason.
"In short, countless people have walked the same path as their predecessors over and over again in this process, and finally turned into an understatement in the history books: 'from a certain year to a certain month, a certain place was in chaos, and the war die someone Yu'. "
"——The world always likes to pick some people with official ranks and surnames, and treat them as typical big books and sing the lyrics over and over again in their lives. They praise their character and praise them. Their loyalty... But don't those 'someones' who are also on the run but unknown in history books have no such character and loyalty?"
"I don't know, it's just that there are countless men of letters. The character, integrity and loyalty of a person are extracted and condensed into a fictional or fictional character, and then they are enshrined on the altar and turned into a seemingly tangible embodiment of the spirit that inspires future generations."
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"So, do you understand what I mean? Xiao Xu." Yang Yanan's hands that were originally spread out suddenly clenched into fists, "You don't need to explain too much about their so-called 'spirit' and 'connotation' , because of all this strength and blood, this Just exist in their bodies.”
“It’s better to be honest and natural than to be exaggerated or distorted. That’s it.”
"Legends with souls will naturally convey their flavor to the hearts of everyone who loves them."
"——I want to emphasize the 'spirit' too much and care too much about the 'connotation', It will only make what you make shallow. Thin, one-sided and deliberate."
Little Loli said expressionlessly: "That's not necessary. If you really do that, you will really screw up this project... screw it up.' Yang Jiajiang's meaning of existence ”
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