desire

I stand in the middle of the future and once, and I can't match everything. If I will be sealed in this space. Well, my only wish...

When I wake up, it is already crowded with people. I have a 21st century person who has the ability to travel through time and space. After a burst of cheers, I faintly met a few people. I caught up with the car that found the "old soil" to pass through my body. Is it... this is just my soul! There was a deafening voice in the ear: "The Communist Party was announced today." After a few seconds in the cold field, thunderous applause broke out. All this brought me back to this strange time. I glanced carelessly. The result is shocking. Is that Mao Zedong? Time and space have been fixed. On July 23, 1921, my wish... I once again completed the crossing. This is very similar to the 21st century I live in. I stood on Tiananmen Square and all eyes passed through me. I am a soul without a body, just like this? A familiar voice sounded on the square. "The Communist Party built its 90th anniversary today." Time stopped in the hourglass. July 23, 2019...

A beam of light surrounded me, I was taken away by UFO? ...in front of me is a white angel, white people feel a trace of terrible slipping through my mind...

"You have super powers that pass through time and space, but if you can't answer my question, your soul will be taken away, your body will be covered by loneliness, understand?" I feel an unprecedented fear... "You, Do you know what time and space are the two scenes?"

"I think it is time to build the party, so magnificent." I have an inexplicable pride. because……

I suddenly felt that my body was being pulled, and the angel fell down and turned the feather into a devil. "Your super power will become mine!" A black aperture shrouded me, and my soul slowly evaporated. I, there is a strong sense, my body calls me, my heart is still not covered in black, I understand what it is. I shouted loudly and proudly to the sky: "This shining flag, my dream!!!" All darkness disappeared. And I, standing under the flag.

The tragic strength of the martyrs at my fingertips slipped over my fingertips... The joy of victory in the sky floated in my mind... I stood under the flag, this glorious flag summoned me, this golden light shrouded all grief ... evil begins to break... this shining flag, the soul of China...

The third school of the 168th Regiment of the Ninth Division of the Tacheng City, Xinjiang, the third day of the school: Zhang Jinrui