amaotonovel Chapter 375 Aren’t the heroes afraid?
Chapter 375 Aren’t the heroes afraid?
It’s National Day again.
The festive atmosphere filled the streets and alleys of Beijing.
Before dawn, Jian Yue and Jiang Zeyuan gently woke up the children.
The family quickly washed up, put on clean clothes, and went out early with excitement.
Today they plan to take the children to Tiananmen Square to watch the flag-raising ceremony.
Along the way, the children kept asking all kinds of questions.
"Mom, why is the national flag raised?" Brother Xiaoyi asked curiously, blinking his eyes.
"The flag is raised to symbolize the beginning of a new day for our country. It also represents the prosperity and prosperity of our country, baby."
Yaoyao also asked: "Will there be many people when the national flag is raised?"
Jiang Zeyuan touched Yaoyao's head and said, "Yes, there will be many people who love our motherland as much as we do who will go to watch it together."
When they arrived at the square, it was already packed with people.
The square was crowded with people coming from all directions like a tide.
Everyone's face was filled with excitement and anticipation, witnessing this solemn and sacred moment together.
The children looked around excitedly with their eyes wide open.
Brother Xiaoyi kept jumping up and down, trying to see farther.
"Wow, there are so many people!"
Yaoyao held Jian Yue's hand tightly, afraid of getting lost.
Jian Yue held the children's hands tightly, her palms were slightly sweaty, but she still didn't dare to relax.
From time to time, I reminded the children: "My dears, you must follow your parents closely, there are too many people here."
His eyes kept scanning the crowd to make sure the children were within his sight.
Jiang Zeyuan stood aside, using his body to block the crowd around them.
Open your arms like a solid wall, and create a small, relatively spacious space for your family.
From time to time, he would signal Jian Yue and the children with his eyes to watch their step and avoid being stepped on.
"Be careful, this way."
At the same time, he looked at the people around him vigilantly.
In the crowd, some people held small national flags in their hands and waved them gently; others whispered to people around them about their blessings and expectations for the motherland.
Everyone was quietly waiting for the exciting moment to arrive, and the square was filled with a solemn and warm atmosphere.
Jian Yue looked at the people around her and felt moved.
"My dears, look, so many people have come here to watch the flag-raising ceremony, because we all love our motherland."
The children nodded as if they understood, but their eyes were still looking around curiously.
While waiting, Jiang Zeyuan squatted down and said to the children: "When the national flag is raised later, we must watch quietly and salute the flag, understand? This is to respect our country."
The children agreed earnestly: "Okay, Dad."
As time went by, more and more people came to the square and the atmosphere became more and more lively.
People are quietly waiting for that exciting moment.
Finally, the passionate national anthem sounded, breaking the tranquility of the early morning.
The national flag guard marched out of the Tiananmen Gate Tower with neat and powerful steps and walked towards the flag-raising platform.
Their steps are firm and powerful, and every step seems to step on people's hearts.
Jian Yue's eyes became moist unconsciously.
Quietly gazing at the slowly rising red flag, I am filled with respect and pride.
At this moment, I felt an invisible force.
This power comes from the accumulation of history and from the struggles and sacrifices of countless predecessors.
It is deeply rooted in the bones of every Chinese person. It cannot be explained in words, yet it is so real and strong.
The children were also infected by the solemn atmosphere.
They stopped making noise and watched the national flag rise quietly.
Their little faces were full of seriousness and reverence, although they didn't quite understand the profound meaning behind it.
But at this moment, the seeds of patriotism have been quietly planted in their young hearts.
Jiang Zeyuan saluted straight throughout the whole process.
When the national flag rose to the top, the sunlight shone on the red flag, shining with golden light, and the whole square was filled with warm applause and cheers.
Jian Yue and Jiang Zeyuan also applauded along with the crowd.
After watching the national flag-raising ceremony, the family strolled in the square, feeling the festive atmosphere.
The children ran excitedly in front, looking back at their parents from time to time, their faces full of joy.
Jian Yue and Jiang Zeyuan walked slowly hand in hand, enjoying this rare parent-child time.
"Mom, why do I feel so excited when I see the national flag rising?" The son suddenly ran over, holding Jian Yue's hand and asked.
Jian Yue squatted down and gently stroked her son's head. "Because we are Chinese, the national flag is the symbol of our country. It represents our motherland and our home. We love our motherland, so when we see the national flag rising, we will feel proud and excited."
My son nodded as if he understood, then ran away to play with his sister.
Not far away, there is a small rest area surrounded by flower beds. The flowers bloom particularly brightly under the sunlight.
Jiang Zeyuan brought the children here and let them sit down and rest for a while.
"Dad, why are so many people coming to watch the flag-raising ceremony today?" Brother Xiaoyi asked curiously.
Jiang Zeyuan smiled and touched Xiaoyi's head. "Because today is National Day, it is the birthday of our country. National Day is a very important day. Everyone uses it to express their love and blessings for the motherland by watching the flag-raising ceremony."
Yaoyao blinked her big eyes and said, "Dad, how did our motherland come about?"
Jiang Zeyuan looked at the children's eyes full of curiosity and his heart moved.
This is a great opportunity to teach children about history.
He cleared his throat and began to tell the children stories about the revolution.
"Dear children, do you know that a long time ago, our motherland experienced many difficulties and challenges. ......"
Jiang Zeyuan's voice was deep and infectious, and the children listened attentively.
Brother Xiaoyi frowned, "Dad, aren't those heroes afraid?"
Jiang Zeyuan gently patted Xiaoyi's shoulder and said, "They are also afraid, but they have something more important in their hearts, that is, love for the motherland and responsibility to the people. Therefore, they overcome their fear and fight bravely."
Yaoyao held Jiang Zeyuan's hand and said, "Dad, those heroes are so great. When I grow up, I want to be like them and protect our country."
Jiang Zeyuan smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, babies. We must remember the contributions of these heroes, study hard, and make our own contributions to the motherland in the future."
Then, Jiang Zeyuan told the children some stories of revolutionary martyrs, such as Liu Hulan, Dong Cunrui, etc.
The heroic deeds of these heroes are told in simple and easy-to-understand language.
The children were fascinated by the show, with admiration in their eyes.