mtl008 Chapter 252 There will be times when the wind and waves will be favorable, and the sails will be hoi
Chapter 252 There will be times when the wind and waves will be favorable, and the sails will be hoi
Chapter 252 There will be times when the wind and waves will be strong, and the sails will be hoisted to cross the vast ocean.
"Shut up, it's your turn!"
Her cheeks flushed, and her eyes held a hint of annoyance as she stared straight at Da Kui.
Da Kui wasn't annoyed; he just smiled憨厚ly, scratched his head, and stood up.
"Okay, I'll do it!"
Da Kui cleared his throat, straightened his back, and recited with a strong voice.
"With lofty ambitions, we'll feast on the flesh of the barbarians when we're hungry, and laughingly drink their blood when we're thirsty."
"Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que!"
His voice echoed in the cafeteria, carrying a heroic air.
"it is good!"
Zhao Tianshan was so excited that he stood up abruptly, clapping his hands vigorously, his face full of excitement.
As a soldier, he was powerless against such passionate and murderous poetry.
Da Kui's recitation seemed to ignite the passion deep within him.
"All the days, all the days, come!"
"Let me weave you with the golden thread of youth!"
Shen Mengyin's soft voice rang out. She stood up, her posture elegant, her eyes radiating youthful vigor.
Her voice was like a clear mountain spring, flowing into everyone's ears.
"Tears, laughter, deep thoughts—all for the first time!"
"Let all the days go, let them all go!"
"In life, I move forward happily!"
Sui Zhichao then continued, reciting the poem while gesturing wildly.
His expressive body language made everyone laugh out loud.
If he hadn't come to this forest farm to plant trees, with his artistic talent, he might have really shone brightly in the cultural troupe.
"Sui Zhichao, you're so annoying~"
Shen Mengyin said coquettishly, her tone not showing any dislike but rather a hint of intimacy.
Upon hearing this, Sui Zhichao pretended to be stupid.
"What's wrong with me? Why do I hate it?"
"You and I recited the same poem!"
Shen Mengyin pretended to be angry and pouted.
Sui Zhichao immediately began to explain.
"Oh, look!"
"We both studied the same major, so we can only work together with the same goals and efforts."
"Only then can we better accomplish the tasks of revolutionary work!"
"I was wrong, I wasn't wrong at all!"
His absurd reasoning drew another round of laughter from the crowd.
"Sui Zhichao, I'm too embarrassed to call you out!"
Upon hearing this, Xia Tian laughed and teased him.
Upon hearing this, Sui Zhichao immediately changed the subject.
"Xia Gong, stop criticizing me! It's your turn to recite poetry!"
Summer waved her hand and said with a smile.
"Don't worry, there's still one more person here."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Feng Cheng, who was standing to the side in a daze.
Meng Yue followed Xia Tian's gaze and said something in response.
"Yes, Feng Cheng, it's your turn!"
"I?!"
Feng Cheng, who was lost in thought, was suddenly called out and snapped out of his daze, still looking a little bewildered.
"Maybe I should just pass?" he tried to decline.
"No, you're a college student too, you have to come!"
Meng Yue persisted, her tone resolute.
"You're not going to tell me you've never read poetry, are you?"
"OK then!"
Feng Cheng stood up helplessly, took a deep breath, and shook off all the distracting thoughts in his mind.
He gazed ahead, his eyes filled with a melancholy depth, as if holding countless untold stories.
"If I were a bird, I should sing with a hoarse throat."
Although Feng Cheng's eyes were full of affection, his voice was very flat.
"No, Technician Feng, everyone else's poems have intonation and rhythm, but yours is just like that?"
Wei Fugui'er looked puzzled and couldn't help but ask.
Meng Yue was deeply moved by Feng Cheng's recitation, and she said softly.
"Feng Cheng, this poem is very short, why don't you recite it?"
"How about this, I'll chime in for you."
"This land battered by storms."
"This river is forever surging with our grief and indignation."
"This relentlessly blowing, furious wind."
"And that infinitely gentle dawn from the forest..."
Meng Yue's voice was gentle yet firm. After she finished reading, she looked at Feng Cheng, signaling him to continue.
Encouraged, Feng Cheng's voice became more impassioned.
"—Then I died, and even my feathers rotted in the earth."
"Why do I always have tears in my eyes?"
"Because I love this land so deeply..."
He then recited the remaining part with great emotion and expression.
His voice was filled with a deep love and attachment to this land.
"it is good!"
As soon as Feng Cheng finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the cafeteria, everyone moved by his recitation.
I was also deeply moved when I listened to Feng Cheng's recitation in the summer.
He knew that Feng Cheng would dedicate his life to practicing the poems he recited.
After everyone finished reciting, Meng Yue turned her gaze to Xia Tian.
"Commander Xia, it's your turn this time!"
"Okay, but you'll have to wait a bit before I start reciting!"
Summer stood up and strode out of the cafeteria.
Everyone looked puzzled and wondered what he was going to do.
A moment later, Xia Tian walked in from outside carrying a small jar of wine.
"I've been storing this jar of wine for over three years."
His voice carried a hint of emotion.
“I brought it from Beiping City when I first came to the dam.”
"It just so happens to be New Year's Eve today, everyone's in a good mood, so let's drink it!"
He carefully removed the mud seal from the wine jar.
In an instant, a rich aroma of wine filled the air.
This caused everyone to take a deep breath.
"Everyone, go get your glasses and pour everyone some wine."
Seeing everyone gasp for breath, Xia Tian said with a smile.
Soon, everyone brought their own tea mugs, and those without tea mugs used their large rice bowls.
Summer watched as everyone poured themselves a drink.
He raised his teacup, which was half-filled with wine, and cleared his throat.
"Cough cough!"
"A golden goblet of fine wine costs ten thousand coins, and a jade plate of delicacies is worth ten thousand coins."
"I stop drinking and eating, I draw my sword and look around, my heart filled with confusion."
"Wanting to cross the Yellow River, the ice blocks the way; wanting to climb Mount Taihang, the snow covers the mountain."
"Leisurely I fish on the green stream, then suddenly I dream of sailing to the edge of the sun."
"The road is hard, the road is hard, so many are the forks in the road, where am I now?"
"There will be times when the wind will be strong and the waves will be broken, and the sails will be hoisted to cross the vast ocean!"
Summer's recitation was melodious and full of emotion.
After he finished reading, he raised his glass forward, gesturing for everyone to clink glasses.
"I present Li Bai's 'The Road to Shu is Hard' to you all today, hoping that you will all find inspiration in it!"
Seeing this, everyone raised their glasses.
Whether you understand what summer is trying to express or not, you'll be infected by this atmosphere.
Just as everyone's cups clinked together, Xia Tian shouted again.
"happy New Year to all!"
"Happy New Year!"
The voices of everyone came together, filling this small canteen with warmth and hope.
This was the first Lunar New Year's Eve that the college students spent in Saihanba, and it was a special Lunar New Year's Eve.
Although there was no lavish celebration, there were the most sincere emotions and aspirations for the future.
……
I originally wanted to use the phrase "the night gave me black eyes".
But after thinking it over, I still feel that "The Road to Shu is Hard" is more suitable.