Chapter 579 Inexplicable Excitement 【Subscription】
Looking along the way, Liu Beijun’s eyes are full of novelty, the subway is novel, the handsome men, beauties, grandparents and aunts around are also novel, the countless high-rise buildings are novel, and even staying in a hotel for the first time has become a novelty!
That night, Liu Beijun tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep, finally lying on the small window, looking at the busy road outside, muttering: "The big city is so beautiful...it's so clean, and there are many cars...Abbot Fangzheng, abbot ?”
When Liu Beijun turned his head, Fangzheng had already fallen asleep.
Liu Beijun crouched by the window, looked and looked, and finally let out a long and complicated sigh, returned to the bed, and went to sleep.
The next day, before dawn, Liu Beijun was called up by Fang Zheng.
"Abbot, what are you doing so early?" Liu Beijun looked at the time, it was only three o'clock!
Fangzheng said: "If you want to see the national flag raising, hurry up, otherwise, you can just lie here by yourself." This is the first time you come to Shengjing, if you don't go to Tiananmen Square to see the national flag raising, it will be nothing! Although Fangzheng was a monk and a monk, he never regarded himself as a person who was completely divorced from the world.
Hearing that the national flag was about to be raised, Liu Beijun jumped up from the bed, put on his clothes twice, pulled Fangzheng and ran outside, saying as he ran, "Hurry up, hurry up!"
After leaving the hotel, Liu Beijun was dumbfounded, how did he go?
Fangzheng shook his head, took Liu Beijun to the subway station, and followed the subway all the way to Tiananmen Square. The two came not too late, but the square was already crowded with people everywhere. At the same time, there were teams of soldiers patrolling past. Looking at those heroic soldiers, Liu Beijun couldn't help but praise: "This is a man! Handsome!"
Fangzheng nodded slightly, as he agreed with Liu Beijun's statement. Following the flow of people along the way, the soldiers on guard stood straight, motionless, like statues. Fangzheng walked past them, and even saw a blood-sucked mosquito lying on the face of a soldier, in front of his eyes! But the young soldier remained motionless, as if he didn't know the existence of that mosquito!
Fangzheng frowned, and just about to make a move, a girl suddenly walked over, waved her hand, and drove away the writing, then took out a tissue to help the soldier wipe off the sweat from his forehead, smiled, turned and left.
Seeing this, Fangzheng's heart warmed.
Liu Beijun said in a low voice: "I heard that when soldiers are on guard, no one else can approach them. What if..."
"Good people are different from bad people." Fang Zheng said.
Liu Beijun scratched his head, not understanding the meaning of Fang Zheng's words, how could a bad guy write the word "bad guy" on his face?
But Fangzheng knows that bad guys don't write bad guys on their faces, but the warmth and brightness emitted by a good guy can instantly illuminate everything.
The two followed everyone to the front of the square. At this time, a soldier came over and said as he walked, "Everyone, please pay attention. The audience in the first three rows please squat down. If it is convenient, please sit down. Thank you for your cooperation."
Then the people in the first three rows began to sit down. Fangzheng and Liu Beijun happened to be in the third row. It didn't matter if Fangzheng was there. The moon-white monk's clothes were clean of dust and dirt, so he sat on the floor. Liu Beijun didn't care about this, and sat down. Some people carried some posters with them and sat under their buttocks. All of a sudden, the first three rows sat down.
In this way, everyone's line of sight is guaranteed.
"Abbot, the distance is a bit far. It's so far away that I can't see clearly. I thought I could watch it up close like on TV." Liu Beijun said somewhat disappointed.
Fangzheng said: "Whether it's far or not depends entirely on your heart. Are you really here to watch a few people goose step and raise the national flag? Ask your heart, what exactly are you here to see?"
Liu Beijun was taken aback for a moment, looking at the soldiers around him, and looking forward to the audience, he couldn't help asking in his heart: "Are they really here to see the national flag raised?" Everyone's eyes were full of anticipation. Looking forward, looking forward to watching a flag-raising ceremony that is not clearly visible? Or, when the flag is really raised, will something special and beautiful happen?
Thinking of this, Liu Beijun also waited with anticipation.
Seeing Liu Beijun like this, Fangzheng just watched quietly without saying anything.
As time went by, I finally saw the shadows of the guard of honor in the distance, and they were walking in a uniform pace, although they were too far away to see the details. But at that moment, Liu Beijun didn't know why, his heart suddenly became hot! It was as if a rusty engine that had not been used for a long time was suddenly given power, and it started to move!
Liu Beijun couldn't remember how many years he hadn't felt this kind of feeling in his heart, and sometimes he even thought that he would never be touched in his life, at least he hadn't felt such intense emotions in his heart for a long time. His eyes were fixed on the direction of the guard of honor, watching the soldiers of the guard of honor come to the national flag, with a soldier raising his hand, the bright red national flag danced with the wind, and the moment it opened!
Liu Beijun clenched his fists subconsciously. At that moment, he suddenly understood what he came here to see! Not to watch the flag-raising ceremony, but to satisfy the patriotic blood in my heart! The moment the national flag was raised, he didn't know what was in his mind, but he was so excited that he couldn't suppress it. As if his blood was about to spurt out of his mouth, he subconsciously opened his mouth and sang the national anthem to the music. Xing Qing's tears rolled down the corner of his eyes...
He didn't know that a certain monk next to him, although there was no wave in the ancient well, was also fluctuating in his heart.
Although Fangzheng is a monk, he still has patriotic blood in his heart. Here, the blood is ignited, and he sings the national anthem, feeling the feelings that permeate the entire square, without you and me, only the country.
After leaving Tiananmen Square and walking for a long time, Liu Beijun recovered from the excitement just now, looked at Fangzheng and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, although I don't know why I watched the flag raising, but at that moment, I was really excited. Want to cry... um, cry."
Fangzheng said: "It's good if you cry, and you can still be saved if you cry."
"What do you mean?" Liu Beijun was stunned.
Fangzheng didn't say anything, but walked into Wangfujing Commercial Street with Liu Beijun, looking at the bustling street, the figures in a hurry, and the tall buildings all around, Fangzheng didn't say a word. Liu Beijun kept looking around, for fear of missing something new. Everything here seemed both familiar and strange to him. What was familiar was the reappearance of the scene on TV, and what was strange was the atmosphere here. The shock brought by this is completely different from the feeling in the village!