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This square is not small, but the total number of 80,000 people gathered in this place is a sight that is difficult to imagine anywhere in the world.

Of course, India doesn't count, their race is born with yoga and arhat attributes, and they are still self-taught.

……

The night in the east is like someone quietly opening a gap, the brighter and brighter red, and the slow step, as if it is slowly filling the entire curtain.

But the sun, a reserved child, is always reluctant to reveal its true face, and slowly resists the temptation of the quilt made of night.

Time always has to go on, just when the sun finally showed its first rays of gold, in the central gate of Tiananmen Square, they all walked out of the protagonist of this square on the National Day.

6:05 a.m....A majestic melody reverberated throughout the square.

"Over the mountains, over the plains, across the surging Yellow River and the Yangtze River..."

This place, where tens of thousands of people gathered from all over the world, instantly quieted down.

Thirty-six soldiers of the National Flag Guard walked along the central axis, and the sound of 'swish' was very clear in this silent square.

Step by step.

That firm step seems to have walked through the ups and downs of modern China's century-long journey.

Walking to the flag-raising platform of the white jade fence, the four flag guards walked to the front in unison.

"Arise, people who do not want to be slaves..."

At 6:11, one of the flag bearers unfurled the red five-star flag in this autumn wind hunt.

And as the flag slowly rose and echoed with the national anthem, the old and young masters who were watching, one counted as one, and they all began to let go of their voices.

"Get up! Get up! Get up! We are all united in our hearts, braving the enemy's artillery fire...."

The voice is getting louder and louder, but it is so neat and uniform, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei in the crowd are pulling each other tightly, but they are singing and devoted.

What kind of scene is that, just by the description of words, it is too pale, and only when you are truly immersed in the scene can you understand the shocking mood in it.

That kind of life, which has long been numb, those things that were discarded in the Jiji camp, with the roar of these ten thousand people, emerged again in the bottom of my heart.

This sentiment is called, I love my motherland.

Wherever, whenever ....

When the red flag touches the top of the flagpole, the simplest but most exciting flag-raising ceremony comes to an end.

The four people who guarded the flag had quietly retreated, and with their return, they had completed the mission they had repeated every day.

The pace of brushing together will not be disrupted by external interference, and there will be no slackness because of the end of the task.

In the square after the end of this music, under the sky after the national anthem, the crowd here fell strangely into a quiet moment.

But such a moment did not make everyone wait too long, and it burst out of everyone's hearts at this time, which is difficult to vent at this time, and is about to be like a spring.

"Long live the Motherland!"

"Long live the people!"

The earth-shattering roar doesn't need the help of any loudspeakers, so it is shouted out neatly!

'Fluttering Ridge'

Rushing into the sky is a white pigeon, I don't know if it is a gift from the surrounding pigeon players, or the aborigines who belong to this square.

Countless people, there are countless lives, no one knows the story behind him, but it does not prevent him from being here, making a piece with everyone, so that he will have unforgettable memories for a lifetime.

I love you China.

The retreat was still clean, and those who left would automatically look at their feet couldn't bear to let this side of the land stain in any way.

The gathering of tens of thousands of people retreated like a dream.

Sitting in the taxi bound for the airport, the taxi driver in front of him was still chatting with Qin Guan and the others.

"Just finished watching the flag-raising?"

"yes."

"Rushing home? Don't have more to do in the capital? ”

"To go to school..."

"It's good to go to school! At first glance, he is a good student, and before leaving, he will look at the flag-raising and patriotism! ”

……

Many years later, the scene here is still in Qin Guan's mind, and he can't forget it for a long time, even some of the most thrilling work he has ever experienced, he may have forgotten it, but he still remembers the bits and pieces of this scene.

When Cong Nianwei boarded the plane, when she was taking a nap, she casually said: "Those flag guards are very handsome..."

Just this sentence made Qin Guan remember what is the charm of a soldier...

I'm not convinced! It's nothing more than a temptation to subdue!

Qin Guan, who had been thinking about how to put on the skin of a legal uniform, was sent a pillow when he was sleepy.

Qu Xuemei, who has been sticking to New York, called his next work call.

Generally, there is no need for the editor-in-chief of this Vogue to be notified by the fixed work.

"Qin Guan?"

"Huh?"

"Coming back?"

"Hmm!"

"Then let's get to work, take a look at the SMS and email notifications, and don't forget to take care of it yourself."

Qin Guan agreed to the requests of the New York City Hall and the police department, and began shooting a set of public service advertisements for community work for the people here.

As the radiation of this public service advertisement, the broader the better.

As a result, these community service groups, sponsored by foundations and welfare organizations, as well as social workers affiliated with the New York City government in the United States, formed a joint activity.

'Working with the stars around you'

Such large slogans appeared on the streets of New York.

Posters with Qin Guan's portrait are hung outside the walls of houses for sale in small neighborhoods, or outside apartment buildings on the corners of Wall Street or Times Square.

There are large and small, spontaneous or friendly sponsorship, so that this not small city is successively covered with Qin Guan's figure.

A celebrity wants to become popular, and the popular ones are supported by the government, which is very interesting.

These most ordinary New Yorkers, who don't like to watch literary films, movies, or even fashion magazines, met this Asian young man through the most humble poster.

He is a young man who is enthusiastic about community activities, and this is the most simple idea of these community residents.

Unlike China, which is responsible for the construction of a large network of cities, many of the jobs related to the construction of the city are the responsibility of the people who live here. (To be continued.) )