The morning dew shines in the sun, and the wind is as gentle as a light veil; The beautiful singing voice swept by, and the fragrance of begonias spread all over the world.

The beautiful singing voice swept by, and the fragrance of begonias spread all over the world.

She was singing about her lover, that he was protecting his country; She was writing lovesick letters, and he held the spear firmly in his hand.

Lovers, open their throats like birds and sing loudly; Let this song spread to the distance with thoughts, until the borders of the motherland.

The brave warrior is full of blood, and his heart misses the girl who wrote the letter; Bravely fought to defend their family and country, and melted their love under the green mountains.

Bravely fought to defend their family and country, and melted their love under the green mountains.

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This is the lyrics of a song, called "Begonia", composed in the Great Patriotic War of the Republic of Honkai 3 years ago, the melody is light and lively, but with the artillery fire and blood spread throughout the devastated land.

In the cold trenches, the tormented soldiers held cold weapons, and should have trembled under the fire of the enemy, but because of this girl's innocent song, they missed the lover behind them, and they were warmed and comforted in justice and love, and they launched round after round of charges without fear of death, watering the land under them with blood and protecting the eternal love.

For a long time, scholars have a question, did "Begonia" sublimate this Great Patriotic War, or did the Great Patriotic War cast "Begonia"?

It is impossible to know, but one thing is certain, it has had an inspiring effect, and after its baptism it has not only been widely sung, but has also gained eternal life, and has become a song that the people of the republic will never forget.

In the city of Xuchang, under the shroud of the dawn light, in an ordinary house, the woman woke up from her sleep, she walked to the side of the crying baby, gently caressed the new life, and sang the beautiful "Begonia" in her mouth, the elegant singing voice is like a refreshing spring water, calming all irritability and throbbing.

The baby stopped crying at the sound of the beautiful song, stared with wide eyes and curiosity at the man who had brought him into the world, and suddenly, with a grin, stretched out his fleshy little hand, caressing the woman's face, and occasionally touching the red lips that rose and fell with the melody of the song.

On the big bed, the woman's husband had also woken up, and it was five o'clock in the morning, and he was still sleepy, but there was no displeasure on his face, and he looked at the woman who was taking care of the child so tenderly, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

The woman also seemed to feel the gentle gaze, and looked back, and the gaze of the two of them condensed into eternity under the light of the gentle morning light, as beautiful as a poetic painting.

This kind of scene is by no means unique in Xuchang City, the citizens of the city have woken up from their dreams one after another, some are sleepy and lying on the bed, some are lazily staring at the dawn light in the sky, and some are stretching their waists, ready to start a full day's work.

The war did not seem to have affected them much, as they were confident that the city's army would protect innocent civilians from the flames of war, as they always did.

Just as the whole city was waking up from its slumber, a fire from the sky broke the serenity.

The residents thought it was the opening celebration of a store or the fireworks set off by the defenders to boost morale, but as the crowd watched in amazement, they watched as the flames rose closer and closer to the city, like a starfall.

This "meteor" suddenly disintegrated in mid-air and divided into dozens of small fragments, like a miracle descending on the sky that spread its angel wings, carrying grace and blessings.

But when these fragments hit the ground, they turned into the flames of the natural calamity, and the so-called grace did not exist at all, only the destruction of the black scythe of death.

Napalm, these falling fragments are not other things, but warheads loaded with napalm, when they fall to the ground, the shells splash the sky with fuel, these burning oily liquids are like thick pig paste, as long as they are on the body, they can never get rid of it, whether they are slapped with their hands, wrapped in clothes, or rolled on the spot, or escaped into the water, the flames will only grow bigger and bigger, until they burn people to charred corpses.

At first, the people in Xuchang thought it was an accident or something that had caught fire, but when endless artillery fire rose from the sky and swept the city with demonic sulfur-like napalm, they knew that disaster had come!

"Ah!! Husband!! Save me!! Help me!!! "A woman who was hit head-on by napalm has become a complete fire man, her body is stained with black thick oil that will never burn, her skin and muscles are rapidly dried up in the flames, carbonized, and her throat can only make a tearing sound, and the whole person pounces on her husband in despair.

The husband, who had no time to dodge, was pounced, and the pig-paste-like fuel stained his whole body in the blink of an eye, turning him into a skewer of meat on the grill, and the fat leaked out of the place where he was grilled, and after a while, half of his body was burned, and before he died, he cried out in despair: "Child!!" Our children!! Who's going to help our children!! He's still in the house! ”

The husband's cries did not work, and their children were sleeping in the house at this time, but the wooden house was weakened by napalm, and in a short time it was dyed into charcoal, and the whole structure completely collapsed, burying this originally warm home, along with the poor children, in the flames.

More and more shells descended like Cretaceous meteorites, tearing the ancient city apart mercilessly, the land was shattered, the houses were overturned, the human bodies were reduced to ashes in the billowing tongues of fire, and the boundless black smoke hung over the city like a black mist spit out by death.

The sky has lost its original color, and the firelight burns every piece of land, like a demon opening its huge mouth, devouring all the life it licks, and with the violent increase in temperature, even some residents who have not been directly attacked have been burned to their respiratory tract, and even slapped their shrunken and smoking skin up and down, and the whole person screamed and rolled on the ground in pain, and finally gradually lost his movement, becoming a dry corpse without water...

There were also poor people who were trapped in their homes, not burned to death by the flames, but who were suffocated by the billowing smoke, including the woman who sang "Begonia" for the baby, and the family of three trembled in fear and eventually became a body hugging each other.

From a distance, Xuchang City has turned into a boundless sea of fire, and it has begun to twist boundlessly under the shroud of flames, like a formidable magic mirror...