Wu Mian was stunned and looked in the direction of the song.
It was dark and the voice was weak. I don''t know which building it came from.
It should be caused by the bombardment of countless negative information on social media, the inability to go out at home and excessive psychological pressure, Wu Mian guessed.
Hearing the national anthem, his heart became more heavy.
When a city presses the pause button and a province presses the pause button, other cities and provinces in the country can support it. Wu Mian can''t imagine where things will go when the country presses the pause button.
As some people say, no food can be bought internationally? Don''t be kidding. The ansa people are bound to fall down, just like what they are doing now.
And as the situation gets worse and worse, the stones will be bigger and bigger.
It is even possible to face not a stone, but a black muzzle.
Wu Mian was extremely depressed, and his negative emotions accumulated, like a volcano to erupt. He didn''t know when it would erupt.
[build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall!]
Chu Zhixi stopped and sang softly with the misty song in the distance.
The voice in the distance was hoarse and singing, and the man cried. The voice was crying, but it was a little louder.
He kept singing, singing his resentment with the music and songs composed under the background of blood and fire decades ago.
After singing, it is not over, and the song continues.
Wu Mian stared at the distance, and the song seemed to be louder. When others heard the song, they opened the door and window and sang along.
[when the Chinese nation is in the most dangerous time, everyone is forced to make a final roar.]
The voice became louder and louder, and more and more people joined in after hearing the song.
The national anthem has been heard countless times, but no one is more shocking than now.
Faced with an unprecedented perfect virus attack, even top experts don''t know what to do next. What ordinary people can do is just wait.
They are confused, they are troubled, they are waiting.
One fuse can burst countless volcanoes.
But the direction of the outburst is completely opposite to the negative emotions on the Internet.
singing,
Loud and clear!
Without the accompaniment of the symphony orchestra, it is not neat enough, but it is the cry of countless people from the bottom of their hearts.
Get up! Get up! Get up
It sounded like a raging wave sweeping the sea level, which came out from the balconies and windows of residential buildings,
Echoing,
Collision,
Excited,
Like a pair of invisible fists, they want to smash the haze and the invisible shackles.
Wu Mian''s eyes were wet. He silently looked at the direction of the song and sang softly.
I don''t know how many people sing together. This inexplicable chorus has no rehearsal and rehearsal, but it sings the impassioned emotion of this special period.
[we are united, braving the enemy''s artillery fire, moving forward!]
In the sound of progress, the falling winter rain seems to be much smaller.
In the past, Cang Jie wrote a book, but it rained and millet, and ghosts cried at night.
Chinese characters connect heaven and earth, ghosts and gods.
Vaguely, Wu Mian seemed to hear countless voices roaring together.
forward!
forward!!
forward!!!
Some of the lights that went out came on after the song swept through.
Not as usual, he poked his head out of a series of national curses and scolded the "noise" that disturbed his sleep.
Everyone has the same feeling and everyone has the same mood.
More people joined the sudden chorus.
They seemed to be standing by the Jinshui bridge, watching the majestic honor guard holding the national flag and taking neat and uniform steps to the square.
The bright red national flag was raised and the singing became louder and louder.
[the Chinese nation is in the most dangerous time,
Everyone was forced to make a final roar.
Get up!
Get up!!
Get up!!!]
In the song, it seems that there is a red flag rising slowly in the boundless darkness, like the rising sun. With hope, thousands of lights tear the haze over Tianhe City.
Sonorous as a war drum, the drum rumbles, firm and persistent.
[get up! Get up!! get up!!!]
[we are united,
Braving enemy fire,
forward!
Braving enemy fire,
forward!
forward!!
forward!!!
Enter!]
At the end of the song, many people have lost their voice and cried bitterly.
More and more cries did not stop them from singing, but shouted out with all their strength.
All emotions seem to come from the sky, thousands of trickles into water and confluence into a river.
From ancient times, from mountains and rivers, from countless hardships,
The song didn''t stop. Someone rang through the community, the Milky way and the sky for a long time again.
I don''t know how long the song stopped gradually, but the cry of progress was deeply engraved in everyone''s heart.
conquer?
It doesn''t exist!
Perfect virus?
Does not exist!!
Wu Mian took a long breath. He seemed to know where he was wrong.
He silently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stared deeply at the dim lights, and sorted his collar,
attention,
Salute!
At the time of parting, fan Zhongzhi''s bugle in the wind and snow was still loud and clear. Under the heavy pressure, the National Anthem sung by Tianhe people went up to the Ninth Heaven!
Tear the haze over the Milky way, countless golden lights fall, and pave a road to the sky.
This is inheritance,
This is faith,
This is the blood!
How many years, endless interest, endless.
The vitality of the Chinese nation is tenacious and vigorous. Whenever it is in trouble and danger, it will always survive miraculously.
Once upon a time, Wu Mian guessed the mood of people in the decadent period of a century. At this moment, in the meantime, he understood why this nation can last forever. At the end of every mountain and river, there is always a bright future.
All the haze at the bottom of my heart was swept away.
Although the situation has not changed, the song makes Wu Mian firmly believe that Tianhe and the people of the whole country can win the war no matter what difficulties they encounter!
"Let''s go." Wu Mian put down his hand and said softly.
"HMM." Chu Zhixi and two little nurses answered softly.
They secretly wiped away their tears and continued to move forward behind Wu Mian.
This scene was recorded by many people and posted on social media.
Just a short video of more than ten seconds, like a stone thrown into a pond, rippling countless ripples.
The video was wildly forwarded. When more people saw this scene,
Whether in the wind, frost, rain and snow, or in a foreign country, or running in the hospital in protective clothing, or banning feet at home.
Behind the mobile phone screens are tearful faces. Everyone cries with Tianhe people at the bottom of their heart.
forward!
forward!!
forward!!!