Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

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When Sang Wen got off the spaceship, he was encountering heavy snow, and he also met the person who came to pick him up.

We said we came to see the snow, but we had some work to do along the way, so we did it together.Hai Yunxing has added a Chinese class in the elementary school, and the Ministry of Education has long wanted to invite Chairman Zhuang Zhou to come and inspect it.

But I also know that Zhuang Zhou has never shown up. Although this idea is good, and I can make merits for myself with the government, it still doesn't work.

It’s all right now, Zhuang Zhou was so irritable that he took off his vest. The principal laughed for half an hour that day, and then immediately sent an application to Yiyiyihui, asking the chairman of Yiyiyihui, Sang Wen, to come to Haiyunxing to inspect the work of promoting and popularizing Chinese characters. .

The application is written beautifully.Written in Chinese characters, you can directly add impression points. When you come up, you can talk about how Huaguo is. Every inspection will elevate you to the height of national culture survival. Your words are down-to-earth and your attitude is sincere. Sang Wen wanted to come to Haiyunxing, so Here we go.

The person who picked up Sangwen was very happy, not only because he had received a chairman for a while, but also because he was obviously happy about something else, he was so happy that he almost jumped up and spun around.

Sang Wen never cared about other people's private affairs. Maybe this receptionist's wife gave birth to a child, or the child's No. 1 exam?There are too many things that make people feel good, and he didn't ask or care about them.

Until I saw Yuan Cang at the gate of the Ministry of Education building.

The entrance of the building of the Ministry of Education is a yard, which is open and bright, and the heavy snow is still falling, and the snow outside is white. Yuan Cang is wearing a black suit, standing in the middle of the snow in the yard.

His complexion was a little pale, maybe it was due to too much mental energy consumption, or maybe it was just reflected by the noise all over the sky, making him look a little thin and thin.

Seeing Sang Wen looking over, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled, his eyes were full of tiny rays of light.

There was so much snow that the branches of the trees were bent, and the ground was covered with silver.

I don't know when the snow will stop. Hai Yunxing's heavy snow can happen for a few days at a time.At the end of the day, the snow was thick and soft, and it was as beautiful as a silver-white fairyland.

That Yuancang is the little fairy in the fairyland.

When Sangwen saw him, his eyes widened.He was a person who couldn't express his emotions or anger, but when he saw him, his expression changed.Only then did he understand why the receptionist was always happy, because when he was sleeping on the spaceship, the Chinese characters had returned safely.

Heroes in general, victorious and glorious.

He cares not for glory, he wishes them well.

"You must have not had a good rest." Yuan Cang said, the first sentence he said was to complain to Sang Wen.He sighed, looking at the black eyes of Sang Wen, feeling bored for no reason.

He didn't move, and stood there with his arms folded: "It was agreed that we must take care of ourselves, why did you still make yourself like this? You don't log in with your computer, and no one who wants to contact you can contact you."

Sangwen: "I slept on the spaceship and had a very good dream." He stepped forward and hugged him in his arms.

I dreamed that you came back, dreamed that you all came back.And even better than this nice, nice dream... a dream come true.

Compared to the warmth of the two of them, Xingwang is the frying pan.

Mao Bura turned into a human in the live broadcast of the parliament. He lost weight, but happily waved at the camera, and Tu Baba, who came to listen, plunged into his arms; Behind Bei, blindfolded him, and with a trembling hand holding the gun, he asked Guess who I am with a sobbing sound and a smile on his face; Thank you with tears, put the food into people's arms, and tie it to the animal's head.

On forums and social homepages, politics or entertainment are no longer discussed, and celebrities and news are no longer entangled.

The gratitude and love that swiped the screen throughout the article, wrote the names of everyone in StarCraft, and tried to congratulate and congratulate.

【Ahhh, welcome home!Woohoo welcome back!I petted a cat on the road before, and I only knew it was Chinese characters when it talked to me, and now it's back!It scratches my door and asks me to touch, hold and feed!Long live Chinese characters!Federation punches ducks! 】

【Thanks!I want to say a lot of words, but all the words are entangled, all I can say is thank you.When the germ warfare began, we foresaw death and catastrophe, foresaw hell like the end of the world, but you brought us back.Save the star, save the people! 】

[This will become a highlight in history!Future generations of mankind will always remember this! 】

The descendants of human beings may really remember it forever, or they may also forget it.But the text is always remembered.

All the things that happened leave traces; all the roads traveled can be traced in poetry or writing.

Even if people don't care about everything when marching into the universe, please choose to survive, and choose to remember the words.

"Where's Dad?" Taotie sat on the table in the empty room, failed to find food, and fell into confusion and helplessness.

How come I don't even have food to eat when I come back!Not only is there no food, but my father is also gone!Am I not Daddy's cutest pup? !

Dad inspected Haiyunxing, walked around several typical schools, and returned to Central Star after visiting the last one today.Central Star still has a lot of things to do, it can't stay for too long, and it doesn't have to stay for too long.

Originally, I came to Haiyunxing to see the snow, to soothe my tense nerves for even a second.But Yuan Cang is by his side now, everything is easy, so why worry.He no longer has any worries and worries, because he can see all his trust and love when he tilts his head.

He is not only his love interest.

Love is mixed, and Sang Wen’s indifference turned into a raging fire in his two lives. He is his family, friendship, and love, and he is the hand that he will not let go after he grasps it.

The location of this school is relatively remote, very quiet, and it is a good place to study and read.The principal accompanied the inspection to the end, and delivered a farewell message. He promised to correct all the inappropriate parts and looked forward to his next inspection.

Then he walked to the school gate in person, and sent Sang Wen and the others away together with a group of people in charge.

Sangwen nodded to the principal and walked out.

He walked out of the school gate, but the sound of reading from the elementary class was still floating behind him.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good...the nature is similar, and the habits are far away..." Stepping into the snow, the voice of children reading is still echoing in my ears.The whole class read aloud together, the voice was very loud and bright, and just listening to it, they felt that hope is so bright, and it is so worth chasing and fighting hard.

Haiyun star has always been the management star of Huaguo. In the ancient earth era, it was probably a certain city in a province.

When Sang Wen came to Haiyun Star a few times ago, he always felt that Haiyun Star belonged to the management star of Huaguo in name, but it always lacked something.At this moment, he was walking in the snow, looking at the white frosting all around in front of him, and the clear and clean sound of children reading books behind him.

They learn Chinese characters, they speak Chinese, they are children of Huaguo.

They study poetry, they read history, and they are the inheritance of Hua Guo.

Sang Wen raised his head and looked at the sky of Haiyunxing.It was blue, clear blue, and the snowflakes just floated down in small pieces, one by one, falling on Sangwen's cheeks.

It was a wet chill, but he didn't feel cold at all.

The headmaster stood at the school gate and looked towards the backs of the two of them.It was a vast expanse of white snow, and there were only two footprints on the snow, extending to an infinite distance.

The principal looked at it and knew it.

Knowing that the two of them will continue to move forward, reach the landing point of the aircraft, and take the spacecraft back to the central star.

I will also move forward, retrieve historical memory, help Huaguo revitalize the future and stabilize the foundation, move forward, establish an unshakable part in the literary world, move forward, and prop up an era of interstellar.

Sangwen deserves all the praise and glory in the current literary world.He is the "Light of Hope of the Federation" after Tu Weiwei's "Soul of the Federation Spirit". He dragged Xingji to see those who missed and lost, and gave Xingji a gift.

This gift is heavier than a planet, lighter than a dream.

Without him... the headmaster thought about the interstellar era without Sangwen.

What kind of interstellar era was that?Technology will still develop rapidly, humans will still explore more galaxies, Huaguo still belongs to the Federation, and the Federation may still rule the stars, or maybe not.

Sooner or later, people will encounter extraterrestrial life.

If alien life is friendly, they will show their history and culture to humans.They will say that they think the dust is beautiful, and when and when did their ancestors sing praises to the dust and praise the dust.They may be silicon-based life, may have no entity, and are spiritual life.But they will definitely show their friends - humans - their lives, culture, history, traditions, festivals, prayers, books, poetry.

Humans have nothing.

Human beings show them spaceships, theories, time particles, lethal weapons, and blasting tools.

Now humans show them Shakespeare, Li Bai, Mozart, Tagore, Wei and Jin romances, the Roman Empire, and Columbus discovering the New World.The human heart is quiet and content.

There are roots to be found, even if you are wandering in the universe, you can still find the direction of your homeland.

"Snow fell on my head." Yuan Cang brushed off a small layer of snow that had accumulated on his shoulders wearing protective clothing, and shook his head in frustration.

It was not shaken clean, and some thin snow remained.It seems to have white hair, it seems to be old, but his face is just young and bright, magnificent and cold, just like seeing him for the first time.

Yuan Cang, Yuan Cang won't get sick, won't grow old, won't die.He grew up with Sang Wen, but only changed his appearance and posture in the form of spiritual power.As long as he is willing, his hair will never be gray, and he will always be glamorous.

But he will grow old with Sang Wen, he quietly changed his appearance, and only wants to spend the rest of his life with Sang Wen.After waiting for thousands of years to get my wish, I have no regrets and nothing is not worth it.

Sangwen understood him.So she took two steps closer, lowered her head slightly, and placed her lips on his forehead.

Yuan Cang laughed, the laughter was small, light and shallow, but full of joy.

He was hugged in Sangwen's arms, raised his arms, hugged him tightly, buried his head in his arms, breathed the coldness of snow, and the reassuring warmth of his body.

"Happy New Year." It's not New Year's Eve, but Yuan Cang, who was in Sang Wen's arms, raised his head, kissed Sang Wen's chin, and said cheerfully.

Sangwen knew that he remembered the time when the two of them listened to the bells in the snow and ushered in the new year.At that time, the snow was so heavy, and he was very close to him. Maobula was still a small fur ball, and he carried it in his pocket.

"Yeah." Sangwen looked at the sky, looked at him, rubbed his chin on the top of his head, "Happy New Year."

The heavy snow fell and fluttered all over the sky, and they cuddled up to each other.

New year, year, year after year.

Yes, the average lifespan of interstellar people is so long, and there are still hundreds of years to go together.

But when I'm with you, I only hate that life is short, but I don't feel that love is long.

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