Eagle is the long sky fowl,

The predecessors may be sure of the future generations.

The ruins of the ancient sites are cold and windy,

The heart of the Chinese in the long river of the desert.

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The little bird flew, flying... Jiuzhou and Xiaoshu followed, and saw the little bird flew into a forest.

An eagle rose from somewhere in the forest, and a flock of birds were startled. The little birds mingled into the flock of birds and could not tell.

The eagle flapped its wings and continued to soar. Fly, fly, fly higher and higher, and fly farther and farther... It flew straight across the grassland and crossed the high mountain. It also did not get rid of the person and immortal who had been chasing it, and even said that it was not discovered at all.

------China Shenzhou? Northwest Desert-----

In ancient times, Yumen Pass was at the border, and the mountains, seas and rivers were safe in this world. In the past, the wind blew the cold light, but the fire of war covered the smoke of cooking. It was the red flag rolling over sand, and only Guangsha Town remains.

The yellow sand is gradually sparse, and the oasis appears shallow. The high mountains and valleys are elegant and red. There are mountains and sands, and the moon is seen in spring. Dunhuang for thousands of years is not high in seven dynasties. And follow the eagles and look up at the clouds.

The eagle was pushed up to the clouds by the dust and sand that had not dissipated for thousands of years, and was pushed up to the clouds, flying, flapping its wings and soaring, and running deeper into the northwest desert.

A stone tablet stands on a high mountain. The eagle flapped its wings lightly and landed carefully on the top of the stone tablet.

The stone tablet is solemn, with neat corners and corners. The pen engraved on it is thick and thick. The characters are majestic and powerful. It is exactly like the one written in the characters: "China and China cannot be violated!"

A string of wind roars stirred up the sound of thunder rolling in the distance, and the sound echoed between heaven and earth.

The voice came from the ancient times five thousand years ago, carrying the spirit of the Chinese people guarding the nation by fighting thousands of wars, and carrying the singing of the soul of the Chinese state in the Mogao Grottoes of Dunhuang for thousands of years to the immortality of culture.

The sound pondered towards the present day five thousand years later, full of the magnificent criticism of future generations among the ruins of thousands of miles, and deeply hidden the sad songs and tears of the Qiang flute and pipa to protect the country.

Hearing the sound, he could not see where he came from, but he was shaking and echoing in his chest and blood vessels for a long time.

The eagle standing on the stone tablet cried towards the other side of the high mountain, as if it was a mourning, as if it was a shock, as if it was a pondering, as if it was a long sigh.

But this sound could fly further than an eagle spread its wings! It pierced through the sky, crossed the sky, and rushed into the universe...

Jiuzhou and Xiaoshu were quietly staying in the air beside them...

Although they are not from China, the land of Yanhuang and China are already in the same lineage. Jiuzhou feels that their blood seems to be boiling, and an indescribable emotion bursts out from the bottom of his heart.

Pride, admiration, regret, regret, or respect, faith? Jiuzhou is still young and cannot explain the feeling in his heart.

Or maybe even when you are old enough to know the destiny, you may not be able to explain this emotion clearly? This is a resonance with the heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, and the wind and clouds, which is soaked from the inside, from the outside, and is hard to let go.

After a long time, maybe Xiaoshu took her here for too long, and the weather became hotter and hotter. The eagle flapped its wings and flew into the sky. After a period of disappearance, it disappeared into the sky.
Chapter completed!