In the dark night, a little torch appeared.

Continuously spreading! Continuously burning!!

That is the torch of civilization.

The dark clouds in the sky change, but they can't resist the scorching sun in the sky!!

The light shines on the earth, shining on the people holding civilized torches!!

Just looking at the clothes makes your scalp numb.

That was the costume of emperors of each dynasty and generation.

Qin Shihuang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang, Emperor Taizu of Song, Emperor Hongwu!!

And...that great man!!

They held a torch in their hands, faced the light, surrounded by the colossus, and looked at each other silently.

The surrounding colossus is called Xuanyuan!!

Opposite the colossus, the surrounding river meandered into the shape of a dragon.

In history, the great people who unified Jiuzhou, and the torches were united, burning the entire modern Chinese territory!!

Those who fight hard, those who work at the desk!!

The picture flashed rapidly and history advanced.

That was one modern person after another.

They have all walks of life.

Doctor, worker, teacher!!

White-collar workers, soldiers, farmers!!

In their hands, they either hold scalpels to give life, shovels down the skyscrapers and rise from the ground, and chalk falls, teaching and solving doubts.

Or are busy straddling briefcases, guarding the border with guns, and carrying sacks of fertilizer.

Looking at the camera, he showed the simplest and most moving smile.

That seems to be a kind of simplicity and a kind of pride.

The next moment almost everyone's scalp was numb!!

I saw that these people from all walks of life started to work in their own professions and started to work.

The fall of the shovel and the germination of the seeds, and calligraphy and painting on the blackboard with chalk.

Slowly, slowly wipe off Lu Fangweng's poems! Break them away!!

Until there are only the last three words left.

"Jiuzhou Tong"!!!

boom!

It seems to have crossed history, crossed mountains, rivers and rivers.

The sun shines, and the desert oasis in the distance seems to be summoning someone.

The shot of the distance is reflected in the entire vast earth.

The lens gradually gets closer.

As if he felt something, the dark man raised his head slightly, and light gradually shone in his eyes.

The music started.

Standing up, the camel's footprints fell in the desert, and the jingling camel bells seemed to resound throughout Rome.

In Satar's thick voice, there was a little shrivel and hoarseness, as if the yellow sand in the sky was raised by the Western Regions.

As the piano sounded.

Satar played a melody with a slight sadness and melancholy, as if it was from the whispers of the desolate Gobi Desert in the Western Regions a thousand years ago.

In the picture, Zhang Qian, who was sitting on a camel, looked at the distant Central Plains, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a curve. The light in his eyes was nostalgia, hope, and a firm belief in resisting the wind and sand below.

What will happen to the Central Plains thousands of miles away?

What should China be like a thousand years later?

Crossing time and space.

In order to continue the Chinese nation and resist the Huns, Zhang Qian resolutely embarked on the journey, seemed to have looked at Lu You, who was sad and sad to see the same Jiuzhou, a thousand years later.

Thousands of years later, China is still divided.

In an instant, Zhang Qian's eyes seemed to be confused.

But in just a moment, he rode the camel firmly again and walked towards the West little by little.

And the dying Lu Fangweng also seemed to have hallucinations in his eyes.

In the next thousand years... can we see Datong in Kyushu?

Dongdong...

A string of drum beats seems to start a prosperous era.

It seems that a spirit is beginning to gradually wake up.

Dong!!! Dong!!!

clank!!

The strong drum beats sounded at the same time as the resolute zither sound!!

It was like a sharp sword suddenly unsheathed in the picture!

A sword flower was pulled out, which was a Central Plains knight wearing a soapy coat and raising his glass to drink!!

The sword moves danced are full of rebellious meaning, but they also have a natural beauty of harmony between man and nature.

Wuwu is of the same origin!!

Chinese dance!!

The sword edge flashed with cold light, and each move was stuck on the sound of the zheng!

Swish!!

The sword light flashed, and the two swords intersected!

The swordsman in soap clothes fought with the swordsman in blue shirt. In his elegant and graceful manner, he was murderous!

Boom boom!!

The picture changes.

It seems like I have arrived in the prosperous Tang Dynasty!

In the magnificent palace.

The music and dance of the palace maids is soft and full of strength!

It's like a sensational electric bass hidden under the sound of the Lang Lang Zheng!

The palace maid who was dancing suddenly looked back.

In the majestic guzheng shaving.

A smile makes you charming!

The scene changes instantly!

As the flowing water shaves, the cool flute rises instantly!!

It is a gentleman who sways in the green mountains and waters, and is well-read about poetry and books!

Whoosh!!

The lens instantly stretched.

In the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, the literary atmosphere is rising!!

There was a gentleman who read the books of sages and saved the world!! Help the people!

The power from a gentle gentleman is a kind of pride who is unwavering in poverty and humbleness, unyielding in power, and unyielding in wealth and honor!!

The sound of the electric guitar is lightly transitioning!

Under the crisp bamboo flute, there are guitar chords and drum beats full of momentum, as if they are full of ambitions!

A bamboo flute is clear and long, gathering the energy of mountains, rivers and dragons, turning into thoughts and culture, and inheriting it from the Chinese bloodline!

......

Suddenly.

The Satar, full of the atmosphere of the Western Regions desert, sounded again!
To be continued...