Lu Di's mind is very simple, one is that he can't stand the pig-killing voice of Wuze in the East Gate, on the other hand, Qin Aigong of Qin State created the national anthem of Qin State, so that Qin people have a sense of identity, and he Qi Country naturally cannot be left behind, so he wants to take this opportunity to demonstrate the national anthem of Qi State.

The national anthem should be heroic, amorous, deep, easy to understand, suitable for many people to sing together, and in line with the actual situation of the country where you are located.

Starting from these conditions, Lu Di picked and chose from the famous Chinese and foreign songs of later generations, and found that only "A Big River" (also known as My Motherland) (also known as My Motherland) written by Na Qiao Yu, composed by Liu Tong, and sung by Guo Lanying in "Shangganling" of the Korean War is suitable.

Lu Di asked Cheng Lian, Gong Mingyi, Bo Ya and other highly talented musicians to come to his raft and began to explain the song he wanted to create that would make him cry when he listened to it.

More than a dozen people gathered around each other and talked for a long time before they finally reached an agreement, and then they went their separate ways.

Gong Mingyi is in charge of the baton, Cheng Lian is in charge of explaining the lyrics and tunes, and Boya is in charge of the music equipment.

Lu Di's group of 600 people is like a madman who has beaten chicken blood, the night is so deep that it is almost dawn, but no one goes to sleep, everyone is busy, shaking their heads and shaking their heads from time to time and humming a few words, it is really beautiful, happy and happy.

When the sun rises from the east side of the river, the mist is thick above the river, and you can faintly see hundreds of rafts competing for the current.

There are rows of people standing on it, sorted according to high and low, sorted according to a certain formation.

Gong Mingyi stood in the center of the formation, he looked at Lu Di, and Lu Di nodded when he saw that everything was ready, and motioned for him to start.

As soon as Gongmingyi's baton was pointed, Boya's music over there played.

Lu Di closed his eyes and felt the sunlight and water vapor surrounding him, and he waited until the music stopped for him to sing, and his eyes opened:

A large river with wide waves and the wind blowing rice flowers on both banks

My family lives on the shore, and I am used to hearing the captain's horn and seeing the white sails on the ship

Lu Di's voice was ethereal, containing vicissitudes of life, containing a deep love for the land of his ancestors, as if he could die for this land at any time.

The sound was like a breeze, like a polyester yarn, like bubbles coming out of the bottom of the water, and everyone who listened to it was in their hearts, and when they finished listening to Lu Di singing Bai Fan, they took a deep breath and began to whisper in response:

This is the beautiful motherland where I grew up

There are bright scenery everywhere in this vast land

The mist on the river was ethereal under the blowing of the wind, and the red sun shone on them as if a layer of golden light.

This is the Holy Choir!

It's a sound way to describe the emotion for your homeland!

Many people sang and cried, with happy memories, beautiful yearnings, and passionate protection......

Everyone's eyes are dark, they are all shining, their backbones are straight and straight, like the axe of Huashan (Huashan), their momentum is as thick as Mount Tai.

The song on the river is like a long drought of sweet rain, like an intoxicating spring breeze, it sways on both sides of the river.

The women in the raccoon veils by the river, after hearing the singing, shook off the river water in their hands and wiped their foreheads, and looked and listened with bright eyes, what was hidden behind the mist.

The early farmers on the riverbank, when they heard the singing, straightened up their backs, which were busy with their farm work, and put their hats at their feet, and looked at the place where the song came.

When the hunter heard the song, he forgot that his bow and arrow were aimed at the elk that was eating the apple.

Good mountains, good water, good place

All roads are wide

……

Rows of rafts penetrated the mist and sang into the sight of the women and farmers, and more than 600 people lined up in a choir on the raft, singing affectionately, which was an indescribable sense of sacred ritual.

They just want to be a part of it, they just want to be a part of it.

Life needs a sense of ritual, art needs a sense of ritual, religion needs a sense of ritual everywhere, and the greatest and most praiseworthy thing in this world is the need for a sense of ritual.

A sense of ritual can cleanse people's hearts, can give birth to belonging, and can make people feel happy and meaningful.

The most quintessential thing that Lu Di learned from Kong Qiu, I think it is etiquette!

Because Yi can be brainwashed.

Don't think that brainwashing is bad, the human brain is born and needs to be baptized.

It's just to see how it is washed, some people are brainwashed by vulgar curiosity and superficiality, some people are brainwashed by fame, wealth, power, and power, some people are brainwashed by thick black, selfishness, and darkness, but some people are brainwashed by truth, goodness and beauty ideals.

Lu Di is a person who has been brainwashed by the ideals of truth, goodness and beauty, for so many years, he has experienced many ups and downs, tasted the sorrows and joys of the world, and seen countless dark selfishness, his pure heart has been broken, but it is broken, his ideals are still there, and he is still standing on the turbulent island, like a warrior, holding his banner.

The mist dissipated, and the river rippled.

Everyone was warm and sunny, and they hummed the song of a big river in their mouths, and they walked along the river.

"Childe, it should be the Yanren Country in front" On this day, the primeval forest was dense, and on a rugged mountain road, Huang Huang beat the horse and came to Lu Di and said.

"Yanren Country?" Lu Di frowned, he seemed to have heard the name of this country but couldn't remember why.

Dongmen Wuze rode on his big bull, gnawing on the greasy panda's bear paw with one hand, shaking his fat buttocks at the same time, and gnawing vigorously, the panda's bear paw was naturally caught by him, and then roasted.

In this era, giant pandas are everywhere in Chudi, and Lu Di doesn't have the necessary idea of protecting wild animals in later generations, so he also acquiesces.

Speaking of eating panda meat, I have to say that there was a strange thing on the way, that is, they encountered a herd of wild elephants.

On that day, Xiong Yiyi, a sturdy young man who was born in pig killing, was hunting with two pig killing knives, who expected to see an animal, his surprised toad mouth drooled, and shouted that it was a wild boar, most of Lu Di's customers were northerners, but they had never seen the so-called southern wild boar.

Although they thought that this southern wild boar looked strange and why it had such a long nose, they didn't think much about it, after all, there were many people, and they chased and killed them one by one.

Lu Di and the others were resting at the bottom of the mountain, waiting for them to return from hunting, when suddenly the roar of elephants in the mountain was everywhere.

Lu Di was taken aback, could it be that these people hunted and hit the elephant herd's den.

Sure enough, as Lu Di expected, I saw Xiong Yiyi carrying a dead baby elephant on his back and leading everyone down the mountain, and behind them was a group of elephants that roared angrily and chased after them.

Lu Di was scared to pee, he clearly knew that if this elephant herd stepped on, his group would all have to finish playing.