Chapter 144: "My Motherland and Me"
The next day, I was fully armed and in a wheelchair surrounded by several people to get the best vantage point to watch the flag raising.
It may be October, and there are a lot of people who come to see the flag-raising for a few days. There are also many people who are curious about the strange costumes and surrounded by people, some are talking about it, some are pointing fingers, and some are taking pictures.
But one by one, taking into account the large number of people on my side, there is also a bodyguard with a double door and a body of nearly 1.9 meters standing next to him, so he consciously keeps his distance from me.
Accompanied by the national anthem, the red flag slowly rose under the solemn gaze of countless eyes.
Watching the national flag rising, I couldn't help but think of the scene of the revolutionary martyrs throwing their heads and spilling their blood. It would be nice if they could see the peace and prosperity of the world now.
They are proud, fighting and fighting, bleeding and sweating, throwing their heads and spilling blood. The stories of a very small number of people are recorded in history and passed down to the world.
A short sentence in the history book may be the blood-stained deeds of one person or countless people, and it is also the selfless dedication and succession of the predecessors that have led to the current prosperity of China.
Looking at the red flag flying in the wind, I turned my head slightly, and saw the expression of Lao Tan and Ms. Chu next to me, and at that moment, I suddenly felt so selfish.
Thinking that if I buried my head like an ostrich, I could act as if nothing had happened, but now I am evasive, cowardly, and selfish.
Behind me, there are family members who have been "hurt" by my selfishness and cowardice.
I know that if I can't get out for a day, my family, the people who love me, will not be able to go out for a day.
My cowardice makes those who hurt me laugh at me, and those who love me hurt painfully.
Talking about the beginning, people, you can't be so selfish all the time, and you can't keep running away, it's time to wake up.
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After that day, I no longer refused the psychiatrist's guidance and was willing to communicate with him, and when I heard the news, all parties sent the most prestigious psychiatrists at home and abroad, and even sent people from above. At the same time, there was also a man in charge of recording.
They said that the M side should be criticized for my illegal detention.
I didn't refuse.
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After no longer running away, I don't know if it was an illusion, those pains slowly became less intense, and the bloody wounds began to heal.
After a month of recuperation, I was able to stand up and stand for a while without the help of external force, but it was still a bit troublesome to walk and I couldn't stand for a long time.
On October 1st, at the CCTV party, I was invited to be a special guest, and I refused to go on stage in a wheelchair, but was supported on stage and sang the song I sang for the first time in front of the public on stage.
This song, when I was illegally detained, sang in my heart I don't know how many times, and the biggest belief that supported me to grit my teeth and persist was that I knew that my country would be my backing forever, and that my country would not give up on me, no matter how far away, whether dead or alive, my mother would take me home.
In the spotlight, my voice was a little hoarse, "Me and my homeland."
Not for a moment
Wherever I go
All flowed out a hymn
I sing about every mountain
I sing about every river
Curling smoke
Small village
A rut on the road
You use your that
Mother's pulse spoke to me
My homeland and me
Like the sea and the waves
The waves are the children of the sea
The sea is the support of the waves
Whenever the sea is smiling
I'm just the whirlpool of laughter
I share in the sorrows of the sea
Share the joy of the sea
Give it to me forever
Blue waves
The song of the heart
Give it to me forever
Blue waves
The song of the heart"
With thunderous applause, I bowed and was helped to leave.
The first time I sang this song in public, a lot of people said I was hype, they scolded me, they insulted me.
The second time I sang this song in public, I didn't hear it again.
I seem to be recognized by everyone in another way.
It's over, I'm sorry that this book starts with the entertainment industry, but it jumped out of the entertainment industry, disappointing friends who want to read the entertainment industry. In the near future, I will reopen a pure entertainment industry draft article, inherit this initial outline, and make up for these disappointed sisters. Don't ask me about the male owner.,The male owner lives outside the fan.,This is the end of the text.,Outside the fan.,Let's read selectively by looking at the title.。
(End of chapter)