Colorful years

Grandpa recounted excitedly, "Zhao Yun single-handedly charged into the enemy ranks, making seven incursions and exits as if they were nothing, and finally succeeded in rescuing Liu Bei's son, Liu Shan. His bravery and fearlessness are truly admirable!"

Congcong closed his eyes and imagined Zhao Yun wielding a long spear, charging left and right through the enemy ranks, like a dazzling star. His courage and determination deeply moved Congcong, filling him with a strong sense of admiration.

When telling the story of "My Body Was in Cao's Camp, But My Heart Was in Han's", a complex expression appeared on Grandpa's face.

He said slowly, "Although Guan Yu was in Cao Cao's camp, he always kept Liu Bei in his heart. This loyalty and perseverance are rare and precious qualities."

Congcong listened intently, as if he could see Guan Yu's resolute eyes and feel his dedication and perseverance in upholding brotherhood.

The story of "Why Did Heaven Create Both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?" made Congcong realize the complexity of human nature and the harm of jealousy.

Grandpa sighed and continued, "Although Zhou Yu was exceptionally talented, he was narrow-minded and could not tolerate Zhuge Liang, who was more intelligent than him. In the end, he died out of jealousy, which is truly regrettable."

As Congcong listened to his grandfather's story, he couldn't help but feel a heavy weight in his heart.

He secretly resolved that if he could be as wise as Zhuge Liang in the future, he must be broad-minded, not jealous of others, but strive to improve himself and become a better person.

After hearing the story of "Entrusting the Orphan at Baidi City", Congcong was filled with emotion and respect.

He seemed to be able to feel Liu Bei's helplessness and sorrow. This great monarch, even in the last moments of his life, was still concerned about the affairs of the country and worried about his son Liu Shan.

Grandpa looked at Congcong's thoughtful expression and said softly, "Child, when Liu Bei was critically ill in Baidi City, he knew that his time was coming, so he entrusted his son Liu Shan to Zhuge Liang."

He knew his time was limited, but he was deeply concerned about the future of the country. This sense of responsibility and commitment is truly admirable.

Congcong closed his eyes, and the image of Liu Bei lying on his sickbed appeared in his mind. He could imagine Liu Bei's pale face and the reluctance and expectation in his eyes when he held Zhuge Liang's hands tightly.

At that moment, Congcong felt a surge of inexplicable emotion and respect.

Grandpa's stories are like a river that travels through time, taking Congcong on a journey through the heroic and turbulent Three Kingdoms period.

Every time Congcong hears the stories of these legendary figures, he becomes completely absorbed, feeling their courage, wisdom, and loyalty. After each story is finished, Congcong is always eager for more and can't wait to pester his grandfather to tell him another one.

Grandpa would always smile and shake his head, saying, "Let's stop here for tonight, we'll continue tomorrow night."

And so, filled with anticipation and longing for tomorrow, Congcong drifted off into a sweet dream.

In his dreams, Congcong often sees the heroes of the Three Kingdoms period. Sometimes, he is Liu Bei's soldier, following Liu Bei in his campaigns.

Sometimes, he was Zhuge Liang's page, helping him organize documents;

Sometimes, he became Zhao Yun's vanguard, charging into battle alongside him.

These dreams brought Congcong immense joy and satisfaction, and also gave him a deeper understanding and appreciation of the history of the Three Kingdoms.

As time went by, Congcong's understanding of the Three Kingdoms story deepened.

He began to try to retell these stories himself, and could even create some new plots based on his own imagination.

When Grandpa heard this, he would always smile and say, "Congcong, you are such a smart child, you will definitely be successful in the future."

On a quiet night, Grandpa began to tell the story of the classic battle in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"—the Battle of Red Cliffs.

Congcong has heard this story more than once, and each time he has gained new insights.

Grandpa had his good intentions in repeating this story.

When talking about Zhuge Liang borrowing arrows with straw boats, Grandpa told Congcong, "Zhuge Liang was able to succeed not only because of his wisdom, but also because of his mastery of astronomy and meteorology and his accurate grasp of the enemy's psychology."

Congcong's eyes widened, and he asked curiously, "Then why did he do that?"

Grandpa smiled and explained, "Zhuge Liang did this for two purposes: first, to obtain a large number of arrows, and second, to disrupt Cao Cao's plans and make Cao Cao's army mistakenly believe that the Eastern Wu army had a large force. This is what is known as 'all's fair in war'."

Congcong suddenly realized that war is like a thrilling game, and the confrontation of force is only the tip of the iceberg. The real core is the contest of wits.

Grandpa watched with delight as Congcong grew up day by day, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. His heart was filled with joy, like a vast ocean.

He knew that these stories were like golden keys to enlightenment, allowing Congcong to understand many of life's truths.

These invaluable experiences, like brilliant stars, will accompany him throughout his life, illuminating his path and helping him become an outstanding person.

And so, with his grandfather’s loving care, Congcong spent many magical nights, as if he were in a dreamlike fairy tale world.

However, Grandpa's influence on Congcong was like the melodious pastoral song on the riverbank at dawn, lingering in his ears; it was also like the cheerful and loud suona music in the wedding procession, crisp and pleasant, with lingering echoes...