Siheyuan: A young man starts a game and ignores the law

"This girl's singing is so beautiful!" The audience gave thumbs up.

"Yes, her voice is just like a breeze, refreshing and soothing!" Another audience member also praised.

Qin Huairu's singing not only brings wonderful auditory enjoyment to the audience, but also touches the softest part of their hearts. Her singing is a poem about life and emotions, which makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

In the crowd, Ran Qiuye and Ma Hua were also attracted by her singing, and their minds were immersed in the ocean of music.

"Her singing is so beautiful!" Ran Qiuye exclaimed.

Ma Hua also nodded repeatedly, expressing his agreement: "Yes, her singing is just like a breeze, refreshing and refreshing!"

The two of them felt happy and relaxed, as if they had forgotten the predicament before them and were completely immersed in the music. At this moment, they felt the beauty and hope of life, and were full of longing and expectation for the future.

On the stage, Qin Huairu's singing voice ripples in the air, like a beautiful painting, decorating the entire scene with extraordinary splendor and beauty. Under her performance, people seem to be in a poetic and romantic world, enjoying the charm of music.

In a corner next to the audience, young Liu Guangfu was holding a cup of fragrant tea, waiting quietly. His eyes were focused and quiet, as if he had nothing to do with the hustle and bustle around him.

The performance on the stage continued, Qin Huairu's singing was like a stream of clear water, refreshing people. Liu Guangfu quietly sipped his tea, occasionally gently wiping the water droplets on the edge of the cup, his eyes following every move on the stage.

"Guangfu, why don't you go and enjoy the show?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Liu Guangfu looked up and found that it was Ma Hua, one of the stage organizers, who was walking towards him.

"Ma Hua, I just want to quietly drink tea and listen to the songs here." Liu Guangfu replied with a smile.

Ma Hua nodded and smiled in understanding: "Yes, everyone has their own favorite way. However, I still want to thank you for helping to serve tea, you are so polite."

Liu Guangfu shook his head and said modestly: "How can I take responsibility for such a small matter? We are all family."

The two were talking in the audience. Although the environment was noisy, their hearts were quiet. Liu Guangfu watched the moving performances on the stage, his heart full of emotion and hope.

On the stage, Qin Huairu's voice gradually softened, like a breeze blowing by, and the audience was intoxicated. Her performance gradually got better and better, and every note seemed to have a soul, making people feel a deep emotional resonance.

"This girl's singing is so touching!" the audience couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yes, her singing is just like a breeze, which makes people feel relaxed and happy!" Another audience member also praised.

Amid the audience's praises, Qin Huairu's performance reached its climax. She poured all her emotions into the singing, making people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

On the side of the main road in Beijing, the rebuilt city tower stands tall, a witness to history and a symbol of modernity. The bricks and stones of the tower are engraved with the marks of time, as if telling an ancient story.

Liu Guangfu and Ma Hua walked on the avenue, their eyes never leaving the city tower. The reconstruction of the city tower is in progress, and workers are busy shuttling back and forth, carrying bricks and stones, and repairing the walls. Their figures appear particularly hardworking and resolute in the sun.

"This city tower is so magnificent!" Ma Hua exclaimed.

Liu Guangfu nodded, his eyes flashing with admiration: "Yes, this tower has witnessed the rise and fall of the capital, and it also carries our memories."

The two continued walking forward and came to the foot of the city tower. The walls of the city tower were engraved with exquisite patterns and words, and every detail showed the exquisite craftsmanship and cultural connotation of ancient architecture.

"These patterns and words are witnesses of history and are our cultural heritage." Liu Guangfu said, pointing to the patterns on the city wall.

Ma Hua nodded, his eyes full of awe: "Yes, we must protect these cultural heritages and pass them on."

The conversation between the two was startled by the pigeons on the tower. They flew in the sky, leaving behind a series of crisp pigeon calls. The sun shone on the tower, reflecting a golden glow, as if covering the entire tower with a sacred halo.

"This city tower will become our pride and symbol, witnessing the development and progress of the capital." There was a glimmer of hope in Liu Guangfu's eyes.

Ma Hua also took a deep breath. They could all feel the shock and excitement brought by this city wall.

Behind the tower, the singing voice of Qin Huairu was heard. Her voice flowed like a clear stream in people's hearts. This tower witnessed the rise and fall of the capital, and also carried people's dreams and hopes.

On a sunny afternoon, Yi Zhonghai and Director Yang climbed up the tower together, their steps steady and firm. The sun shone through the clouds onto the walls of the tower, illuminating the ancient bricks and stones with a warm glow.

"This city tower is truly magnificent!" Yi Zhonghai exclaimed, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Director Yang also nodded and praised: "Yes, this tower is our pride and symbol, witnessing the development and progress of the capital."

The two climbed to the top of the tower and looked down at the land below. They saw mountains and winding rivers, and a vibrant scene. The buildings in the distance were like eagles spreading their wings, towering into the clouds, exuding a unique atmosphere.

"This is our home, our capital." Yi Zhonghai's voice was full of pride and confidence.

Director Yang nodded, his eyes revealing his deep attachment to his hometown: "Yes, we must cherish this land and strive to contribute to its development."

The two stood on the top of the tower, their hearts full of hope and vision for the future. They knew that only by continuous efforts could they make their hometown better and let everyone live a happy and healthy life.

The wind from the tower blew over, bringing a hint of coolness, blowing on the faces of the two people. They felt the coolness brought by the breeze, and seemed to feel the beauty and hope of life.

"This tower will become our symbol, witnessing our efforts and dedication." Yi Zhonghai's voice rang out in the wind.

Director Yang also said: "Yes, we must work together to make the capital more prosperous."

After climbing to the top of the city wall, Director Yang looked around and suddenly found something that puzzled him.

"Yi Zhonghai, do you think this door looks so small?" Director Yang pointed to a door next to the entrance of the tower and asked puzzledly.