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Chapter 375 The Young Daxia Says (End)
Chapter 371 Young Daxia says (End)

No matter in which era, there will be various spiritual existences. In the ancient times when Confucian culture was at its peak, etiquette and integrity were the spiritual essence of this era. During the Anti-Japanese War, the anti-war spirit supported China in defeating its enemies and rebuilding its homeland. The spiritual pillar, and in contemporary society, the categories of spirit are no longer so single, but no matter which era, progress is always contained in every spirit!
If there is progress, there will naturally be conservatism. It does not mean that conservatism is not good. These are two mental outlooks that cannot be distinguished by pure good and bad. Everyone knows how oppressed and humiliated our country has been.

Lin Xiaoyao knows the impact of the conservative spirit on the Chinese nation, so he will continue to instill an enterprising spirit into these future national pillars of the Great Xia.

Along with Lin Xiaoyao's emotional speech recitation, everyone's emotions were completely aroused by Lin Xiaoyao. They may not understand the dangers of conservatism, but the spirit of literary works is the same no matter in any period. A leader in literature will naturally have a deeper resonance with the writer.

"It's like the one who demolished the house. He will move to another place tomorrow, and I will enter this room today. Those who are going to move don't take good care of their windows and slats, and they don't clean their courtyards. It's no wonder that ordinary people are persistent! If I A young man with a bright future and a vast future..."

When Lin Xiaoyao said this, his hands had already been clenched into fists, because the part that made him the most excited and empathetic was finally here.

"In China, for cows, horses, slaves, and slaves, the cruelty of cooking and whipping is only my youth. If the Great Xia dominates the universe and dominates the earth, the honor of commanding Gu Pan is only my youth. What is the difference between those who are dying and ghosts as neighbors? It’s okay to ignore them indifferently. I can’t say anything about them indifferently. If the young people of the whole country become young, my Daxia will be the future. The country’s progress is immeasurable. Let the young people of the whole country become the bosses, and our Great Xia will be the country of the past, and its disappearance and death can be waited for!”

Speaking of this, Lin Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel excited. All the people felt the same and were full of passion. Most of them were between fifteen and twenty years old, which is the most youthful and miraculous age in life. In this It must be said that they are lucky to be able to hear Lin Xiaoyao's prose at this age.

And they, unconsciously, stood up at the same time. They didn't even know why they stood up, but they felt that if they didn't stand up, they seemed to be sorry for themselves.

"So today's responsibility does not lie with others, but with my youth. The wisdom of youth will make the country wise, the wealth of youth will make the country rich; the strength of youth will make the country strong; the independence of youth will make the country independent; the freedom of youth will make the country free; the progress of youth will make the country progress; If a young man is more powerful than the world, then the country will be more powerful than the world; if a young man is more powerful than the earth, then the country will be more powerful than the earth!"

Lin Xiaoyao clenched his hands into fists, and his whole body trembled. His voice was sonorous and powerful, as if he could penetrate the barriers between him and everyone, connect with everyone's soul, and tell everyone his thoughts and expectations.

Si Hongxin also stood up. He did this completely unconsciously. Although he felt a little displeased with Lin Xiaoyao, Lin Xiaoyao's articles conquered him. Literati look down on each other. It depends on the person. Si Hongxin can become a saint. The chief of Men Wenzong is naturally not narrow-minded. He is obsessed with literature, which is why he was able to win the title of chief of the Holy Gate at a young age.

But today, Lin Xiaoyao relied on his true feelings and this "Young China" to finally make Si Hongxin admire him, not because of Lin Xiaoyao, but because of Lin Xiaoyao's literary talents, Lin Xiaoyao's heart, Lin Xiaoyao Happy spirit!
Yu Zhilan is still sitting, but her heart is no longer so calm, her eyes are full of light, and the look of looking at Lin Xiaoyao has changed again. If she was only interested in Lin Xiaoyao before, now she is interested in Lin Xiaoyao. It is a kind of shock from the heart and... joy.

A person who can shock her heart can already become the best candidate for Yu Zhilan to choose her husband...

And in the private room in the corner, both pairs of eyes looked at Lin Xiaoyao in the center of the crowd without moving. One pair of eyes was full of shock and curiosity, and the other pair of eyes was full of pride and deep love...

Everyone at the scene had their own thoughts, but no one made a sound, because they couldn't bear to interrupt Lin Xiaoyao, because they had lost the ability to think at the moment. The power of an essay can be seen from this...

Lin Xiaoyao looked around the crowd and finally showed a smile. He waved his arms and read out the last few sentences aloud.

"The red sun rises, its path is bright. The river flows out of the undercurrent, and the vast ocean cascades. The hidden dragon rises into the abyss, its scales and claws fly. The milk tiger roars in the valley, and all the beasts are frightened. The eagle and falcon test their wings, and the wind and dust spread. The first birth of strange flowers, Emperor Huang. The cadres have their awns, and their awns are made. The sky is blue, and the earth is yellow. Even though there are eternity, there are eight deserts. The future is like the sea, and the days to come are long. How beautiful is my young Daxia, who is not old like the sky! How strong I am, Daxia. Young man, the country has no borders!"

quiet!
Absolutely quiet!

Except for that heavy breathing, there is no sound to be heard anymore!
Everyone was still intoxicated by Lin Xiaoyao's eloquent and passionate speech, savoring the deep meaning in it.

Lin Xiaoyao looked at the shock on everyone's faces, and finally nodded in his heart. The seeds have been planted by themselves, and whether they will germinate in the future is beyond his control.

This time the silence lasted for a full quarter of an hour, and even the applause that shook the sky, these people didn't know why they applauded, but they always felt that apart from applauding, there was no other behavior to express their excitement and emotion.

"Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moons. Don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, empty and sad." Lin Xiaoyao bowed to everyone, and said seriously: "This poem is for you, I hope This class really has an impact on you, don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, empty and sad!"

There was another burst of warm applause, and this time the person who took the lead in applauding was Si Hongxin. Si Hongxin didn't know what he was thinking now, what kind of thoughts he had towards Lin Xiaoyao, but only for Lin Xiaoyao. He couldn't help applauding Xiaoyao's last advice!Excluding personal opinions, he is 1 satisfied with Lin Xiaoyao's lecture!Lin Xiaoyao is the most qualified teacher!

Don't wait any longer, the young head is white, empty and sad!
Lin Xiaoyao ended the class with Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong"...

(End of this chapter)