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Time and space are intertwined with the slowly opening of the curtain.

The daylight flickered on the stage, and the voices of the audience in the theater gradually dimmed, silently waiting for the beginning of this strange-sounding play.

A few people dressed in the gorgeous costumes of the aristocracy of the old era sat around on the stage, and a simple sentence of brotherly struggle and bloodshed brought the audience to the war-torn era more than 100 years ago, when countless story heroes emerged and can only be seen from afar.

When people have been quiet in a unified and stable life for a long time, they will always miss that troubled times, after all, they have not experienced bloodshed, but only remember those endless heroic stories in the history books, which is the favorite era of dramatists.

Soon, however, a person on the stage looked at the map in distress and asked, "Huaxia?" Where is she? I can't find her on the map! There is not a single city, not a single village, not even a place where we can firmly point out that this is China. ”

"At the feet, this is Zhao Guo; On the seaside, that is the country of Qi; In Nishihara, it was the Patriotic ...... Where is Huaxia? Why is blood shed between brothers? Why did hundreds of people die? ”

Very simply, the audience who tortured these people who traveled through time and space finally reminded them of not only heroes, but also countless blood and wars for the selfish interests of the Hou Bo in that era.

Where is Huaxia? What is Huaxia? People who have enjoyed too much peace and tranquility imagine the time when the map is unfolded and only the nations can be seen, followed by a sigh.

The people on the stage continued to talk about how the world was stable, until someone said about the Xia Kingdom, because it was not only the heart of the Chinese countries, nor the country of a certain marquis and earl, but the common motherland of the entire Chinese people, where no one could say that the entire land was owned by one family and one surname, but by all the people.

The audience vaguely understood that only the unification of the Xia Kingdom was just, and the rest of the Hou Bo was just a dog-eat-dog for his descendants for eternity.

It is this recognition that makes the rebellion that follows righteous, and also makes these actions that want to annex the Xia Kingdom in a small country into a noble, noble, and sacred for the sake of the brotherly race and no longer shedding blood.

It is precisely this recognition that makes the slaughter in which evil triumphed over justice infuriating, and even more hateful, especially after seeing the merciless killing of the whole family between the same ancestral brothers, and the vivid display of the filth of the sacred blood and the bloody under the cover of the so-called relatives - together with the ancestral brothers can be slaughtered, can such a person really be able to regard the Chinese people as human beings and not his private property?

The audience saw the noble, the ugly, the bloody, and the hopeful.

When a mother risks her life to protect her infant child, women always think of their child and the love that motherhood has in common. When the mother left the hope of living to her children and chose to die herself, the audience saw the brilliance of humanity.

The infant child has become the hope of everyone on and off the screen, and the flower printed on the swaddling baby is like a flame, making people look forward to this flame that can ignite the flame and dispel the darkness and ugliness.

At least...... And also blood revenge.

The hope wrapped in swaddling clothes was rescued only because of the kindness of a person, and also because the rescuer agreed with the expectations of the child's parents and longed for the stability of the world.

The soldiers searched every family, searched for the child, and killed all the recently born children for no reason when they were unrecognizable, just because a man of sacred blood did not allow anyone to threaten his position, and that's it, so those children were to die.

By chance, the rescuer's own child was hunted down as the orphan, but the real orphan remained. The mother hugged the child, going to exchange for her own child, and shouted hoarsely, after all, it was her own child, this mother was not a saint without humanity, but she was the most beautiful mother.

But when they arrived, the child and the swaddle with the imprint of the flower had been nailed to the wall with a wooden wedge, and the soldiers had already left. The mother wept, believing that all this was a disaster brought about by the child in her arms, and wanted to kill the child to avenge her child.

When she lifted it, the hearts of the audience were tugging, and they all shouted that those bad people were the root cause of all this, to kill those bad people......

The moment the mother on the stage lifted the child, the child called out softly and inaudible mother, the two simplest and easiest sounds, but like a barrel of the most blazing gunpowder, the mother's heart was shattered, and she sat on the ground, crying as if she was crying to tell the child that she was not your mother, and that she was no longer a mother.

But in the end, the brilliance of motherhood allowed the woman to keep the child, bury the pain, and transfer everything that was once a child to the child, from surname to name.

In this way, the orphan survived, and the mother who lost the child took the child as her own, and the child grew up day by day, not knowing the truth, happy and worryless.

Like all the audience under the stage, after receiving a basic education, he is convinced that man is great, that the world is beautiful, and that one person can change the fate of everything with his hands.

Until one day a war broke out with a neighboring country, the reason was that the king wanted more land, the "father" was taken away and died on the battlefield, and the mother was seriously ill and could not afford to miss it.

Before he died, he told the orphan everything and died casually.

It is at this moment that hatred drives him crazy, helplessness makes him miserable, weakness makes him fearful, and loss makes him lonely.

Everything needs to be carried on the shoulders of an immature young man, and the gap in status makes him feel uneasy and desperate to resist fate.

All suffering erupts at this moment, and it becomes a difficult question to live or die. To live is to fight against the endless sea of suffering, to fight for kindness, justice and family affection, but it is too difficult. Compared with living, at this moment, death is the simplest but most tangled choice.

This orphan is not the kind of gentleman who is tall and complete, so he makes the audience see his own shadow, think of his own bitterness, and melancholy his weakness.

There was a businessman who lost everything, seeing this scene, listening to this monologue, thinking of the despair of having nothing at times, and also thinking about the peaceful sleep of suicide. But just like the orphans on the stage, there are more responsibilities to shoulder in the midst of depression, so they insist on coming out of despair.

Citizens who have had an accident in their families, seeing this scene and listening to this monologue, thought of their confusion when they first experienced the accident, and the stagnation of the black clouds that could not breathe in the city, and also had thoughts about life and death......

There have been students who grew up in privileged families and schools, seeing this scene, listening to this monologue, thinking of the boredom when they entered the real life, the huge contrast between reality and imagination, the despair and confusion......

Different people see the same story, but it triggers different memories and thoughts. On the stage, he is not a determined person, not a person who is born to be omnipotent, but because of this, he is a living person with a human flavor, an entity where the shadows of thousands of people are blended together.

The weak orphan not only wants revenge at this time, but also shoulders the ideals of the true father to change this dark country. It's like a little ant who has to take on the mission of moving the mountains.

The painful confusion and cowardice in thinking are not the entanglement of whether to take revenge.

On the stage, it wasn't until one day that the orphan saw a six-year-old girl who, in order to protect her father from being taken away by the tyrant, used a small toy bow and arrow to shoot the tyrant's minions without fear, and the orphan realized that the child was weaker, but the shadow covered herself.

Strength after being depressed and confused is the real strength. Erase away the confusion and entanglement, push through the darkness, and decide to move forward, even if the front is full of thorns, it is also a portrayal of the unyielding people of this era, who do not believe in ghosts and gods and do not seek heaven and earth, only ask if their hands can support a person.

hid hatred and cowardice, showed strength, and started the most difficult road of revenge, but this road is outrageously difficult, and it also makes the audience full of expectations. Because now is such an era, relying on their own efforts, there is still a chance to be rich, a chance to have a reputation, a chance to become the upper class of society, and even a chance to leave a name in the temple of the sages, speak in the council, and even become the king of China...... Although it was only theoretical, it was not blocked and completely desperate because of the bloodline.

Such a person is more in line with this era of mercenary and eager to realize personal values.

The kind of people who are really entangled in their bones, who are brainwashed by religion, who do not believe in anyone and only believe that they have to take on the mission of salvation will not fit the aesthetics and identity of this era, this race, and this moment.

And the fate that orphans cannot die because of their bloodline, and their children can die, will not be recognized by the values of this era, this race, and this moment - even if it is not because of blood, but because of the three cups of Torano and the five mountains, it is difficult for these people at this moment to understand, because they do not have that kind of cultural background; I will not understand the profound meaning of the simple word Zhao in the Yuanmeng era of another time and space.

Probably the real Hamlet will be angrily scolded by this group of people at this time for being mentally ill, and the real Zhao orphans will be incomprehensible by this group of people. Not because the story isn't great, but because the people who read the story can't.

The era and cultural heritage are the guarantee of whether plagiarism can be successful, and different eras will have different identities, so it is a pity that it is unrecognizable, but fortunately it is unrecognizable.

It will not leave a name for eternity, it will only be a rage.