As they walked and looked around, Liu Beijun's eyes were filled with novelty. The subway was a novelty. The handsome men and beautiful women around him were also a novelty. The countless skyscrapers were a novelty. Even staying in a hotel for the first time was a novelty!
That night, Liu Beijun tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Finally, he leaned against the tiny window and looked at the busy streets outside. He mumbled, "A big city sure is beautiful … It's so clean, and there are so many cars … Abbot Fangzheng, Abbot?"
When Liu Beijun turned his head, Fangzheng had already fallen asleep.
Liu Beijun leaned against the window and looked again and again. Finally, he let out a long, complicated sigh before returning to bed to sleep.
The next day, before daybreak, Liu Beijun was woken up by Fangzheng.
"Abbot, what are you doing so early in the morning?" Liu Beijun looked at the time. It was only three in the morning!
Fangzheng said, "If you want to see the flag being raised, hurry up. If not, you can just lie here." It would be a waste not to go to Tiananmen Square to see the flag being raised for the first time in Beijing! Although Fangzheng was a monk and a monk, he had never thought of himself as someone who was completely detached from the secular world.
Upon hearing that he wanted to see the flag being raised, Liu Beijun bounced up from his bed and quickly put on his clothes. He pulled Fangzheng and ran out. As he ran, he said, "We have to hurry. Hurry!"
But when they left the hotel, Liu Beijun was dumbfounded. How was he to leave?
Fangzheng shook his head and led Liu Beijun to the subway station. They followed the subway all the way to Tiananmen Square. They were not late, but the square was already filled with people. At the same time, there were squads of soldiers patrolling by. Upon seeing the valiant soldiers, Liu Beijun could not help but praise, "That's what men are! Handsome! "
Fangzheng nodded slightly, acknowledging Liu Beijun's words. As they proceeded forward, the soldiers standing guard stood straight and motionless like statues. As Fangzheng walked past them, he even saw a blood-sucking mosquito lying on the side of a soldier's eye! However, the young soldier remained motionless as though he did not know the mosquito's existence!
Fangzheng frowned. Just as he was about to take action, a girl walked over and waved her hand, chasing the text away. Then, she took out a tissue to wipe the sweat off the soldier's forehead. She smiled and turned to leave.
Fangzheng's heart warmed when he saw this.
Liu Beijun whispered, "I heard that when soldiers are on sentry duty, no one is allowed to approach them. What if... "
"Good people and bad people are different," said Fangzheng.
Liu Beijun scratched his head, perplexed by Fangzheng's words. How could a bad guy write the word 'bad' on his face?
However, Fangzheng knew that a bad person wouldn't write it on their face. Instead, the warmth and brightness that a good person emitted could instantly illuminate everything.
The two of them followed everyone to the front of the square. At this moment, a soldier walked over and said, "Attention, everyone. The audience in the first three rows, please squat down. If it's convenient, please sit down. Thank you for your cooperation."
Then the people in the first three rows began sitting down. Fangzheng and Liu Beijun happened to be in the third row. Fangzheng did not mind. His White Lunar Monk Robes were free of dust and dirt, so he did not get dirty no matter where he sat. Liu Beijun didn't care about this and sat down as well. Some people had brought some posters with them and sat down with them. In an instant, the first three rows were all seated.
In this way, everyone's line of sight was protected.
"Abbot, it's a little far. I can't see it clearly from so far away. I thought I would be able to watch it up close like on television, "said Liu Beijun, feeling a little disappointed.
Fangzheng said, "Whether it's far or not depends on the heart. Did you really come here to watch a few people walk in a straight line and raise the flag? Ask your heart, what are you here to see? "
Liu Beijun was taken aback. He looked at the soldiers around him and the audience that wore looks of anticipation. He could not help but ask inwardly, "Are they really here to watch the flag raising?" Anticipation. Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation. Were they anticipating a flag-raising ceremony that they couldn't see clearly? Or could it be that something special and interesting would happen when the flag was raised?
With this in mind, Liu Beijun also began waiting with anticipation.
Fangzheng did not say a word when he saw Liu Beijun's reaction. All he did was watch silently.
As time passed, the guards of honor could finally be seen in the distance. Each and every one of them had a heroic bearing, and they marched in unison. However, due to the distance, they could not see the details clearly. Although they could not see the details due to the distance, Liu Beijun did not know why he felt his heart heat up at that instant. It was as though a rusty engine that had not been used for a long time had suddenly been imbued with energy. It began rumbling!
Liu Beijun could no longer remember how many years it had been since he felt such emotions. He even believed that he would never be touched by anyone his entire life. At the very least, he had not felt such intense emotions in a very long time. He stared intently in the direction of the honor guards and watched as they came under the flag. As one of the soldiers waved his hand, the bright red flag fluttered in the wind and was unfurled!
Liu Beijun subconsciously clenched his fists. At that instant, he suddenly understood what he was here to see! It was not to watch the flag-raising ceremony, but to satisfy the burning patriotism in his heart! At the instant the flag was raised, he did not know what he was thinking, but he felt an irrepressible excitement. Hot blood seemed to gush out of his mouth as he subconsciously opened his mouth to sing the national anthem along with the music. Two streams of tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
Unbeknownst to him, a particular monk beside him was similarly stirring in his heart despite his calm demeanor.
Although Fangzheng was a monk, he still had the burning passion of patriotism in him. Here, his blood was ignited as he sang the national anthem along with it. He felt the feelings that permeated the entire square. There was no one but the country.
After leaving Tiananmen Square, Liu Beijun snapped out of his excitement after walking for a long time. He looked at Fangzheng and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, although I do not know why I watched the flag-raising, I was really excited at that moment. I really wanted to cry … Yes, I cried."
Fangzheng said, "It's good that you cried. There's still hope if you cry."
"What do you mean?" Liu Beijun was stunned.
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