【Historical Live Broadcast】Watching videos and being seen by our ancestors

[No wonder everyone has an unforgettable rhubarb in their hearts]

[It turns out that the selection by our ancestors is trustworthy]

[Even after more than 2000 years, rhubarb is still rhubarb]

[Do you still remember Da Huang who followed you on the way to school? Do you still remember Da Huang who waited for you like a parent every time after school? ]

[Do you still remember the farewell with Da Huang? ]

[Clenched fists, held back tears, blank mind...]

【Two thousand years of encounter across time and space】

[Looking back, Da Huang is still the same Da Huang]

[Because the selection of our ancestors is trustworthy]

[He is not a rustic dog, but a Chinese pastoral dog with ancient Chinese blood flowing in his veins]

[It is loyal to its master, no matter whether the master is rich or poor. Even if it eats leftovers every day, it never despises its master]

[In the countryside, he often guards the house for his master, escorts his master when he goes out, and is always the first to rush forward when danger strikes]

[Wild but well-behaved, doesn't eat food from his hands, doesn't bite family members, doesn't die at home]

[Even if the owner puts the meat to its mouth, it always sticks to the rules and does not eat the food in its hands. It is only willing to eat when the meat is placed on the ground.]

“When you were born, you were very small, and it was also very small, wagging its tail at you.

When you grow up, you are very tall, and it grows taller too, and its tail wags at you.

When you are an adult, you are very strong, but it is already old, and its tail is wagging at you.

Later, when you got married, its little mound was covered with foxtail grass. You see, the grass still swayed towards you.

"Our dog passed away when I was about 14. I was four or five years old, and my brother was about six or seven. We were as tall as stools, and it was the size of a palm.

Later, we were 1.78 meters tall, and it could no longer stand. It was finally defeated by the years. Now we are left with stubble on our faces and slightly gray hair. It was very obedient, sitting there, and it would come to our side, gently put its chin on our thighs, and close its eyes to stroke us.

When it was young, it would wag its tail and run over to us. Later, it would wag its tail and jump over to us, and we would run over to it. Later, it could no longer jump and would wag its tail and walk over to us, and we would run over to it. Finally, it would lie on its stomach and wag its tail, and we would run over to it. Now we just look at that place.”

"They don't get sick, they're not picky about food, they're obedient, they're loyal and reliable. Just based on these points, those so-called poodles can't compare."

"It's snowing, it's snowing, Xiao Huang is a little painter

Little painter, little painter, painting plum blossoms in the snow

Draw plum blossoms, draw plum blossoms, remember to go home after you finish drawing

Don't forget, don't forget, just go straight and you will reach your home.

[sunglasses]"

"It doesn't mind my poverty, and I don't mind its land. Its descendants have looked after the household for generations, and it can survive on leftovers. It accompanied me for more than a few years of my childhood, and its short life accompanied me for half of my childhood."

"There used to be a big yellow dog in the studio where I was training for the art exam. It was almost like a school bully. On the first day, the principal came to us and said, 'When we go in, Huang is first and you are second. If Huang wants to sleep over here, let him sleep over here. You can't chase him away, drive him away, or even hit him.'

It is more important than you. We thought it was very novel at the time. It was the first time to compare it with a dog. Of course, everyone really liked Ah Huang. It didn't bite or bark. It was very well behaved and anyone could touch it. It was quiet during our classes. Sometimes it would curl up on its little rag to sleep. It never had a seizure. The principal and teachers' love for it made us feel relieved when we left. We believed that it would live a good life.

The teachers there only kept that big yellow dog. One day, a husky came and everyone was very curious about it. The teachers collectively decided not to keep it and posted a notice to find the owner.

Old ancestors: Aren’t we talking about the big yellow dog? Why are you so sad for no reason? (?_?)

The child was so excited when he saw the picture of the big yellow dog: "Dog, dog!" He couldn't help but hum the song about the big yellow dog:

It's snowing, it's snowing, Xiao Huang is a little painter

Little painter, little painter, painting plum blossoms in the snow

Hehe, I also want to make my dog ​​Huang a plum blossom in the snow!

Some scholars recalled that they also had a dog named Da Huang growing up with them in their childhood. When they went to school in the village, they had to lock the dog at home before going out. Otherwise, the dog would follow them all the time and would not leave until they arrived at the school. How could they be so smart? Although they said so, their eyes were filled with nostalgia for their former friend Da Huang.

Qin Dynasty.

In addition to handling official documents, Qin Shihuang was also a dog-raising expert in his daily life. He often went hunting with Li Si and other close civil and military officials.

Among them, his precious hunting dog helped a lot. Many of the prey that he missed were bitten to death by it.

It is usually quite wild, and is even more murderous towards spies who sneak into the palace. However, when it meets me, it becomes very friendly and clingy. Even though I seldom feed it and it is basically raised by the eunuchs, it becomes closer to me.

It seems like it really knows who its master is?