"Standing alone in the cold autumn, the Xiang River flows north, at the end of Orange Island..."
"Look at the mountains all red, the forests all dyed red; the river is clear and blue, hundreds of boats are competing for the current..."
Ding Shi said with a bitter face: "Brother Rong, please stop talking about it. It's like we're on a 25,000-mile Long March. We're just going to break through a wire fence and steal two planes. We'll just fly them and leave, okay?"
"I am taking advantage of every opportunity to educate you on patriotism. Don't you have any thoughts after passing by the revolutionary holy land of Xiangjiang?" Ethan Zhou was a little dissatisfied: "The road ahead is so tortuous and the situation is so difficult. Shouldn't you be immersed in the high revolutionary enthusiasm and be ready to do something big?"
Ding Shi handed him the military binoculars, pointed out the window and asked him to look for himself.
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