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

On the side of the stage, an old man quietly watched Qin Huairu's performance, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

"Grandpa, what do you think of Qin Huairu's singing?" a young man asked curiously, noticing the old man's expression.

The old man nodded slowly. “Her voice is very beautiful and pleasant to hear.”

"Grandpa, you look a little sad. Is there anything you want to tell me?" the young man asked with concern. He wanted to understand the old man's deepest feelings.

The old man was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Hearing Qin Huairu's singing reminded me of many past events, and made me feel the impermanence and changes of life."

The young man listened quietly. He knew that the old man must have many stories and emotions hidden deep in his heart.

"Grandpa, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side." The young man patted the old man's shoulder to express his support and companionship.

The old man looked at the young man with gratitude, and his heart was filled with an inexplicable feeling of being touched and warm. Perhaps, every moment in life is worth cherishing and being grateful for.

After the stage performance, the young Liu Guangfu remained in the community square, holding a bowl of tea, waiting quietly.

The fragrance of tea permeates the air, gently brushing everyone's heart, making people feel a sense of tranquility and serenity.

"Liu Guangfu, what kind of tea are you holding? It smells so good!" A neighbor came over curiously and smelled the tea in his hand.

Liu Guangfu smiled and handed the tea bowl to his neighbor. "This is Longjing tea that I brewed myself. I brought it back from the countryside a few days ago. Have a bowl and try it."

The neighbor took the tea bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and immediately felt much better. "What a great tea!" he exclaimed.

"Liu Guangfu, why don't you join everyone in enjoying the performance today?" another neighbor asked curiously. He knew that Liu Guangfu was also a person who liked music and opera.

Liu Guangfu sighed softly, "I have something to do today, so I'll stay here."

"What's the matter? Do you need our help?" the neighbor asked with concern. They have always had a deep friendship and mutual assistance.

Liu Guangfu shook his head. "It's nothing serious. I just want to quietly enjoy this beautiful night."

"Oh, that's fine. We'll stay with you and chat together." The neighbors gathered around and sat on the bench with Liu Guangfu.

The tea soup ripples slowly in the bowl, and there are laughter and joy all around, like a peaceful and warm picture.

In this quiet night, they shared each other's stories and talked about every little thing in life, as if time had stopped at this moment.

"Liu Guangfu, did you often like watching opera performances when you were a child?" a neighbor asked curiously, breaking the silence.

Liu Guangfu nodded. "Yes, when I was a child, I often went to watch opera performances with my parents. At that time, opera art was much more popular than it is now."

"Yes, young people nowadays are less and less able to appreciate traditional culture." Another neighbor said with emotion. They have all felt the tremendous changes brought about by the changing times.

Liu Guangfu sighed deeply. He also felt the impact and challenges brought by the changing times, but he still loved and cherished traditional culture in his heart.

The rebuilt tower stands proudly beside the avenue, like a guardian watching over the history and memory of this ancient city. The bricks and tiles of the tower are full of marks of time, vicissitudes and solemnity.

People walking beside the tower could not help but stop and look. The carvings on the tower are lifelike, showing the prosperity and magnificence of the past, as if bringing people back to that ancient and glorious era.

"This city wall is so magnificent!" a young man said excitedly, his eyes flashing with awe and wonder.

"Yes, it has witnessed the rise and fall and changes of this city." Another elder man sighed, with a hint of melancholy and sadness in his voice.

Under the tower, a group of children were playing, their laughter echoing in the air. They may not know the history of the tower, but they can feel the solemnity and heaviness it exudes.

"Dad, is this tower amazing?" a little boy asked his father curiously, his eyes sparkling with curiosity and yearning.

My father smiled and nodded. “Yes, it used to be the symbol of this city, protecting our home.”

A glimmer of admiration flashed in the little boy's eyes, "When I grow up, I want to be as strong as a city wall and protect our home!" He said solemnly, as if he had already made a vow.

After hearing this, the father couldn't help but smile with relief, because he knew that his children would be the future of this city.

The crowd stopped for a long time under the tower, feeling the power and charm of this ancient building. Perhaps, everyone has a tower in their heart, which is a kind of belief and perseverance, allowing them to move forward firmly on the road of life.

As the sun was setting, the tower was covered with a golden hue, as if dyed golden by the setting sun. At this beautiful moment, Yi Zhonghai and Director Yang climbed up the tower and looked down at the surrounding scenery.

On the tower, the ancient stone steps are still solid, and traces of the past are faintly visible on the walls. Yi Zhonghai and Director Yang stepped up step by step, their hearts filled with awe and love for this city.

"This city tower is so magnificent!" Yi Zhonghai exclaimed as he looked into the distance.

Director Yang nodded, a hint of pride on his face, "Yes, this tower has witnessed the rise and fall of our city, and carries our history and culture."

The two stood side by side on the tower, looking into the distance. The prosperity of the city looked particularly charming under the setting sun, with cars and people flowing like a busy and vibrant painting.

"Director Yang, you have such deep feelings for this city." Yi Zhonghai looked at Director Yang with respect.

Director Yang smiled and said, "This city is where I grew up. I have a special feeling for it. I hope to do something for this city to make it a better place."

Yi Zhonghai nodded and said, "Director Yang, I understand your wish. Each of us should contribute our own strength to this city."

As they talked, they were both filled with love and responsibility for the city. They may come from different backgrounds, but they have the same dream, which is to make the city better and let people live a happy and healthy life.

The sun gradually sets in the west, and the afterglow illuminates the entire city, seeming to add a touch of warmth and brightness to this ancient yet vibrant city.