"This is the full text?" At this time, the principal suddenly asked Guo Longhan.
His face was filled with eagerness. He obviously wanted to know the answer very much.
To be honest, the paragraph that was written looked ordinary and seemed like a very ordinary sentence. However, when the principal read it in his heart, he realized that his heart was filled with hot blood!
This was an impassioned feeling, an experience that made us proud.
Although the principal was already in his fifties and was no longer the young man in these words, who wasn't a young man?
"No, the full text is very long, probably ten thousand words.”Guo Longhan shook his head and replied. This was a very famous piece of prose written by Liang Qichao in 1900 after the failure of the 1898 reform.
"Can you tell me the full text?" The principal asked excitedly.
There were nearly ten thousand words. Just this short paragraph alone was enough to see the future and development of our country. It made one sigh with emotion. If it was the full text, how powerful would it be!
"The full text…I don't remember it clearly. I only remember a part of it.”Guo Longhan shook his head.
It wasn't that he didn't want to recite the entire text, but the original text was too long. He didn't specifically recite the entire text. He only knew one paragraph, and it was the most eye-catching one.
If he needed it, he would have to spend some money to search for it in the system.
"One segment…That's good. I want to hear it." The principal felt a little lonely when he heard that, but then he sorted out his emotions. Having a relationship was better than nothing.
As for Peng Peng, who had just given Guo Longhan's Little Grass evaluation, at this moment, everyone no longer paid attention to him.
Crazy enough, f * cking enough. If he could even say such an evaluation, it would only embarrass him if he continued to talk to him. It was better to put it aside and play it down.
"If all the youths in the country become youths, then China will become the future country, and its progress will be unpredictable. If the young people of the whole country are also the eldest, then China will become a country of the past, and its destruction can wait. Therefore, the responsibility today is not on others, but on my youth!
If the youth is wise, the country will be wise; If the youth is rich, the country will be rich. When the youth is strong, the country will be strong. When the youth is independent, the country will be independent. If the youth is free, the country will be free; if the youth is advanced, the country will be advanced; If the youth is better than Europe, then the country is better than Europe. If the youth was stronger than the Earth, then the country would be stronger than the Earth.
The red sun had just risen, and the road was bright. The Yellow River rises and falls, and Wang Yang is discharged. Dive into the Dragon Abyss, scales and claws flying. The tiger roared in the valley, and all the beasts were frightened. Eagles and falcons try their wings, and the wind and dust spread. Strange flowers are born, and they are beautiful. Gan will use the whetstone, there is a sharp edge. The sky is covered with green, and the earth is covered with yellow. Even if there are thousands of years, there are eight wastelands. The future is like the sea, and the future is long.
My young China is so beautiful that I won't grow old with the sky! How magnificent our Chinese youth is!”
Guo Longhan closed his eyes and began to recite a passage from his memory. His voice grew louder and louder. From the ordinary words at the beginning to the impassioned recitation at the end, he seemed to have transformed into the youth in the sentence, fighting for the country with his life.
He remembered this part very clearly because he had seen this part when he was in school. When he read it, he was very excited and felt that he was the center of the world. This was a magical prose!
Especially the last sentence, Guo Longhan had the deepest impression!
"Beautiful young China, never aging! How magnificent our Chinese youth is! Good! Good! Good!"
Everyone fell into silence. Everyone was reminiscing about Guo Longhan's recitation. The other party's emotions also drove them, especially the passionate recitation content, which made them quiet and unable to extricate themselves for a long time.
Finally, when the principal was cheering, the rest of the people came to their senses and cheered.
Among the people present, Peng Peng and Zhang Zifeng clapped the most vigorously. Their hands were almost red, but they still did not stop.
Because they were the 'youths' in the text!
Zhang Zifeng's gaze was fixed on Guo Longhan, who was standing in the center. She felt that she was deeply fascinated by him. Whether it was the calmness of his calligraphy or the generosity and magnificence of his recitation of prose, this person was really very charming.
" My eyes are turning red. This prose is so well written.'
" I'm about to go crazy. Bricks went straight into my eyes. What kind of experience could write such a passage? It must be a very special era.'
" It's hard to believe that I'm actually crying after listening to a piece of prose. It's not a touching emotional story, but a prose about a country.'
" The most popular is Huaxia Red! If the young are strong, China will be strong!
" My young Huaxia is so beautiful! How magnificent our Chinese youth is! Therefore, as youths, we can't drag them down!'
" My young Huaxia is so beautiful! How magnificent our Chinese youth is! 1'
"I feel that only those who write such articles are real celebrities. Some young hunks are not worthy at all!”
" I feel like you're trying to provoke a fight, but this time, I won't deny it!'
"Long Han, what is the name of this article?”He Jiong asked from the side. At this moment, his eyes were also red from the article.
Young Huaxia said." Guo Longhan replied in a low voice.
"This name is very suitable!" Huang Xin nodded in agreement. This name was perfect and there was nothing wrong with it. "You wrote it?"
Teacher Huang asked again. He was very curious at this moment. Who could write such prose? This kind of writing skills, dreams, and expectations were impossible for ordinary people.
"No, I can't write it." Guo Longhan shook his head and said with a bitter smile. "This was written by a gentleman named Liang Qichao in 1900.”
Guo Longhan could shamelessly say that he wrote some things. Anyway, there was no such thing in this world. If he said that he wrote it, no one else would know.
However, there were some things that Guo Longhan would not steal because these people were heroes. If he really said that he wrote it, then his conscience would not be able to live with it.
It could be said to be pretentious, but it could also be said to be a bottom line. Guo Longhan didn't want to cross this line.
"No wonder he could write such a prose. That era was a dark era.”When Huang Xin heard that the other party had written about a hundred years ago, he was instantly filled with respect. Anyone with a little bit of history knowledge knew what had happened during that period.
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