The Spring Festival Gala began. This year, Harlem was performing, so Qin Tian made a special point to go over and greet him. Harlem was singing "It Can't Be Help" alongside Bangbang, and neither of them had any idea what the other was singing anyway.
Soon, it was time for Qin Tian's performance. He stepped out in a sharp suit.
"The red sun rises in the east, its great path filled with rosy light.
How fortunate am I to be born in your embrace, carrying a single stream of flowing blood.
Hardship we face together, blessings we share, standing tall with upright spines.
Our country, ten thousand *li* wide, holds an unbroken faith in benevolence that spans a thousand years.
Writing of the boundless heavens, I capture only a corner, where sun and moon endure;
Painting the vast earth, I sketch only a single nook, where mountains and rivers remain safe and sound.
Looking back across the ages, five thousand years of heaven and earth together revered,
Only the descendants of Yan and Huang hold pure and fearless hearts as they travel to the four directions.
Caressing the flowing light, brick by brick, the years have dyed the red walls;
Sighing at withering and flourishing, flower by flower, tree by tree, sorrows and joys have weathered the vicissitudes of time.
Spanning the eight desolate wastes, the Nine Provinces share a single color—the hometown within our hearts.
Only China shows its sharp new edge, its roads blooming in glorious prosperity."
This song struck like a pebble dropped …
Chapter 28