For a Prosperous World

Chapter 480
It is the festive season under the moon in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the lanterns in Chang'an are like daytime.In a pavilion, the two drink together.

Gu Nan held the wine glass in his hand, the wine swayed in the glass, reflecting the light, and there were many empty wine jars on the floor of the pavilion.

But most of these wines were not drunk by her, she was not such an alcoholic person, it was another person who drank these wines.

She raised her eyes and looked to the other side of the pavilion. It was a literati, wearing a loose white dress, leaning on the railing of the pavilion, holding a wine glass obliquely.

It seems to be drunk, but it also seems to be very clear.

"Taibai, you drank too much." Gu Nan put down the glass and said, "How about I take you home?"

The person who was called Taibai by Gu Nan shook his head, looked at Gu Nan with sleepy eyes, and smiled.

"Not much, the alcohol is just right, why are there so many?"

"Then if you get drunk to death again." Gu Nan said helplessly, "Don't blame me for leaving you here."

"The wine is still warm, with old friends by your side, how can you not get drunk?"

Taibai laughed out loud, stood up, and walked to the side of the pavilion with some trembling.

Looking at the street far away from the pavilion, the lights were brilliant, maybe the lights were too bright, he closed his eyes slightly.

"Besides, it's good to be able to die drunk in the lights of this world, isn't it?"

He raised his head and slowly drank the wine in the glass in his hand.

Seeing that this person refused to leave, Gu Nan could only have another drink with him.

Li Taibai was stunned for a moment after drinking, then pointed to the streets of Chang'an and said.

"Gu Layman, ten years ago today, you and I were also drunk in Chang'an City. The scene at that time seems to be still in my mind, but I didn't expect it. Thinking about it, ten years have passed."

Hearing his emotion, Gu Nanxu nodded while holding the wine glass: "Yes, it's been ten years."

Li Taibai laughed again, with a half-drunk and half-awake expression: "Next year today, will the layman come again?"

"Who knows, maybe it will, maybe it won't." Gu Nan's voice was soft, and she seldom promised others anything, because she was afraid that after a long time, she would forget.

It may be that Gu Nan's answer was within his expectation, Li Taibai sat on the ground with his usual expression, and patted the empty wine jar on the ground drunkenly: "Then next year, Taibai will wait for the layman for a while. If the layman doesn't come , I drank the wine myself."

Looking at this drunkard, Gu Nan smiled wryly, but did not speak.

The empty wine jars fell to the ground, and Li Taibai sat between the wine jars, probably drowsy from the wine, shaking his head.

"Layman, Taibai has always called you a layman, but I don't know if a layman has a name?"

"Font size." Gu Nan thought for a while, then looked sideways at him and said.

"Just call it Changsheng."

"Longevity." Li Taibai read these two words, and the corners of his lips curled up: "It's a bit vulgar, but it's just right for a layman to use."

"It's just right." Gu Nan agreed, and seemed to be talking to himself.

It's cool at night.

In the pavilion, Li Taibai raised an empty wine glass to the stars and moon in the sky.

"Baiyujing in the sky, twelfth floor and five cities. Immortals caress my top, tie my hair and receive longevity."

The poem was chanted with a long voice, as if it had really been transmitted to the Baiyujing in the sky in the poem, and an immortal listened to it.

Things change.

In the Song Dynasty, when Hu captives entered the country, one of them rushed to the crown and became angry. He sang songs all over the river and rode all over the place.

In the Ming Dynasty, when the waves were raging, one person stood on the prow of a giant ship with a cloak behind him.He held a map in his hand. This map was given to him by a person back then. He said that it was on it, which depicted the world.

Before the waves, he opened the map, and the world drawn on it was a sphere.Clenching his hands tightly, he raised his eyes to see the endless waves, took a deep breath, and waved his hands to the countless ships behind him.

"Sail!"

After the Ming Dynasty, I heard that there was a person named Pu Songling who liked to collect strange things all his life. Every day he would set up a small table outside his house with a pot of tea, and invite passers-by to sit down and drink together and talk about strange things.

And he himself will write down these anecdotes one by one, polish and integrate them.

One day, he set up a tea table in front of his house as usual, and at noon, a man came over.

Wearing a bamboo hat, she asked at the tea table, "I have a story, do you want to hear it, sir?"

Pu Songling smiled and said, "Naturally."

The man with the bamboo hat sat down and said slowly.

"This story is called Longevity."

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The long flow of history is like a rolling river, carrying countless old things and old people far away, but there is one person who has been standing outside the river.

She has experienced the Battle of Changping and witnessed the murder of tens of thousands of people.She once led the great Qin iron cavalry to conquer the world with the six kingdoms.She has seen three parts of the world broken into mountains and rivers, and she has also heard the curling sound of the Longzhong piano.She was drunk in the prosperous age of Zhenguan, and she traveled all over the rivers and rivers in the fleeting years.

She has been angry with horses in fresh clothes, and she has also used feather fans and scarves.I have worked as a farmer and a teacher.But no one remembers that such a person lived for 2000 years.

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"Huh." The breath that came out of his mouth condensed in the cold wind, turning into a puff of white mist and slowly spreading in mid-air.

Gu Nan was wearing a light black down jacket, dragging a suitcase and standing by the side of the station, waiting for the train to arrive.She specially asked for a leave of absence. During the New Year, she was going to pay respects to a few people.

There was no one at the station, and those who were rushing home had already left a few days ago.Similarly, there were few cars at this time, and it took about an hour before Gu Nan's car came back.

It was a little cold in the empty station, she found a seat at random and sat down, tidying up her scarf.

There were some noises from the waiting seat on the side. Gu Nan turned his head and saw a ragged child sleeping on a chair, probably an orphan passing by.

After being silent for a while, Gu Nan stood up and went to the side shop to buy two breads.

There was a noise nearby, and the child lying on the chair woke up.

Seeing Gu Nan standing in front of him, his first reaction was to shrink his body, lowered his eyes and said, "I'll leave right away."

But Gu Nan didn't come to drive him away, but handed a piece of bread in his hand in front of him.

The child was stunned for a long time before he took the bread carefully, then tore off the wrapping paper, and ate it hungrily.

He swallowed heavily, one mouthful, two mouthfuls, and gradually stopped.With bread crumbs on his mouth, he lowered his head and said to Gu Nan in a whimpering voice, "Thank you."

Gu Nan sat next to him, eating his own bread and asked.

"Would you like to hear a story?"

The child swallowed what was in his mouth, wiped his eyes, and responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Gu Nan smiled slightly, and talked about a story, a past event.

"That was a long time ago."

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On the clock at the station, the hour hand passed another frame.

It was an hour after Gu Nan finished telling the story.

After the child finished eating the bread in his hands, he looked at Gu Nan and asked, "Did that general see the prosperous age her master mentioned?"

"I see." Gu Nan looked outside the station, where there were many tall buildings: "And I saw many of them."

"Is it the same now?" the child asked again.

"Yes." Gu Nan nodded: "Now is also a prosperous age."

"Then why are there people like me?"

The child didn't understand, didn't it mean that no one would go hungry in a prosperous age?

Gu Nan turned her head to look at him, and after a while, reached out to touch his head and smiled slightly.

"It will get better."

She's been through a lot and met a lot of people, so she believes it.

In every era, there have been some people who have written their strokes in history for their ambitions, and each of these strokes has created a better world a little bit.

It is precisely because of them that the magnificent chapters of these thousands of years have been forged, and this picture scroll of Yanhuang has been created for generations.

There has never been a perfect world in the world, but it will get better and better, because there are always people working hard for it.

The child didn't understand Gu Nan's words, but the car had already arrived, and Gu Nan got into the car and headed off into the distance.

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Outside a barren mountain, Gu Nan came with a suitcase. She walked into the mountain and walked to the seven tombstones.

Gu Nan simply swept away the dust in front of the tomb, and sat by a tombstone.

There was a little snow in the sky, and she fell asleep.

When she was asleep, another person came up from the mountain path. It was a woman with a mole at the corner of her eye.

Seeing Gu Nan sleeping next to the tombstone, the woman sighed, walked slowly to Gu Nan's side, and picked off a piece of snow that fell between her eyebrows.

Beside the tombstone, Gu Nan had a dream. In the dream, she returned to Lord Wu'an's mansion.

In the first snow in Xianyang, Xiaolu was busy with family affairs inside and out, Bai Qi still liked to sit alone in the hall and drink warm tea, Huaxian played the piano beside him, and Lao Lian just came back from a walk with Brother Hei.

She also saw two people, Lingqi was practicing martial arts in the yard, and Xiu'er was making female celebrities with her teacher under the tree.

Gu Nan walked towards the hall, along the way, everyone smiled and looked at her until she walked to the front of the hall.

In the hall, Bai Qi put down his teacup, smiled and cursed at her: "You girl is finally back, are you hungry, what do you want for dinner?"

A little tear rolled down Gu Nan's face, and she laughed.

"I want to eat rice with beans."

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This book has come to an end here. Thank you very much for your support and company all the time. Finally, I still want to say a few words with you.

I'm sorry, my writing is not good enough, and there are many things I don't know how to write. I have no choice but to express the last thing I want to say to everyone in this way.

Our country is a country with a rich history. Throughout the ages, there have been too many things that have stirred people's hearts. There have also been too many things in the modern century. Red silk.Too many people have served this country, and too many people have shed their blood here.

At the same time, our country is just a country that has just been established for less than 70 years. From the continuous war and the people's livelihood, to the present, where basically everyone has more than enough food and clothing, it can be said that it has only been a generation.We who grew up in peace have never experienced war, never felt the cruelty of death, and never experienced the shame and desolation after despair in those years.We may not have known how much that generation gave to this country.

But I think, at the moment when the morning sun tore through the night sky with its rays, when that person announced on the red gate that a new country continued to write a new chapter, too many people should have cried loudly.

There are many problems in our country now. It is undeniable that both policies and people's livelihood in various aspects are not perfect.

But it's really getting better, and I've always believed in that, so I wanted to express it.

I believe that one day in the future, in the east of the world, in the place where the rising sun rises, in the light that is so bright that it is about to burn, there will be such a country, with the pride of the nation of dragons, standing in the direction of the sky .There, there are no hungry people in the world, and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment.There will be such a day in the future, there will be such a day in the future.Between the red walls and green tiles, above the golden palace and emerald hall, the wind will blow down the newly fallen stone chips, and the new craftsman will engrave two words, the name is China.

There is no real perfect world in this world, such a prosperous world is very difficult, but I believe that it will come one day.

The paper is full of absurd words, thank you for not giving up, seeing this.

(End of this chapter)