The Journey to Godhood in Another World

The third song to be recorded was Song Zihan's "My Chinese Heart." This patriotic song had been popular for many years in her previous life and was a timeless classic. Luo Li really liked it. As the song was uploaded to the music platform, Luo Li's accompanying Weibo post followed.

"In today's information-saturated and fast-paced world, music is like stars adorning people's lives. And in this vast galaxy of music, there are always some melodies that shine like brilliant stars, able to penetrate the dust of time and reach the softest and deepest corners of people's hearts without any hindrance."

In the midst of our busy lives, this deeply patriotic song is like a clear spring in the mountains, gently nourishing our increasingly parched hearts.

It allows us, who are rushing about, to stop our hurried steps, calm down and re-examine the close and inseparable connection between ourselves and our motherland, and easily awaken the national pride that is deep in our hearts and has not been touched for a long time.

Whether you are far away in a foreign land, longing for your hometown in lonely wandering, or striving for your dreams on the vast land of your motherland, this song can give you warm strength and make you truly feel that your motherland is always by your side.

Come and listen to Song Zihan's rendition of "My Chinese Heart," and let this patriotic sentiment that transcends mountains and seas resonate in your heart for a long time.

Song Zihan's voice is pure and firm, expressing the deep longing and love of overseas Chinese for their motherland. Every note is filled with a sincere patriotism.

His voice conveyed praise for the magnificent landscapes of his motherland, pride in its long history and culture, and an unwavering sense of patriotism that he could never relinquish, no matter where he was.

At the end of the post, Luo Li included a link to the song. She leaned back gently in her chair, hoping that more people could hear the song and feel the profound patriotism it conveyed.

At this moment, in a quaint courtyard house in Kyoto, sunlight filtered through the dappled leaves, casting shimmering shadows on the ground. Qu Xiaoxiao clutched her phone tightly, like a joyful little deer, calling out as she ran towards the elderly people in the courtyard.

"Grandpa, come listen to this song, I dare say you'll love it!" Her voice was clear and melodious, full of excitement and anticipation.

The old man opposite me was a general who once dominated the battlefield. Although he has now retired, his military spirit and dignity remain undiminished.

Grandpa Qu is a true music lover, especially fond of revolutionary songs. In his heart, revolutionary songs are not just a musical form, but also vivid records of history, carrying the passion and struggle of countless predecessors.

However, there have been fewer and fewer good revolutionary songs in recent years, which makes Grandpa Qu somewhat regretful.

Hearing his granddaughter's call, Grandpa Qu frowned slightly, a hint of doubt on his face. He thought to himself, most songs these days are just popular tunes; how many truly meaningful and moving revolutionary songs are there?

However, seeing his granddaughter's expectant eyes, he couldn't resist and could only smile helplessly as he took the phone.

“Okay, Grandpa will listen.” His voice was deep and gentle, carrying the composure that comes with the passage of time.

Grandpa Qu put on his reading glasses and gently pressed the play button. Instantly, melodious music filled the quiet courtyard.

"The rivers and mountains are only in my dreams"

"I haven't been close to my motherland for many years."

Upon hearing these lyrics, Mr. Qu's thoughts instantly drifted back to many years ago.

At that time, he was ordered to go to a foreign land to carry out a mission. During those days, his longing for his motherland surged like a tidal wave.

When the night is still and quiet, gazing at the night sky of a foreign land, his mind is filled with thoughts of his motherland's mountains and rivers, his family and friends. Even though he is thousands of miles away, everything about his motherland has never been distant from him for a moment. It is a deep-seated attachment, a concern that he can never sever.

He sighed softly, marveling at how accurately the lyrics depicted his state of mind back then.

But no matter what, it can't be changed.

My Chinese Heart

These firm and powerful lyrics stirred a surge of warmth in Grandpa Qu's heart.

He recalled how, during the war years, countless comrades-in-arms, even amidst gunfire and facing life-or-death trials, always held onto their loyalty and love for their motherland.

We come from all over the country, with different accents and backgrounds, but our burning hearts for China are exactly the same.

It was this unwavering belief that sustained them through arduous and protracted battles, enabling them to fearlessly face death and forge ahead, fighting valiantly for the independence and dignity of their motherland.

Grandpa Qu's eyes revealed determination and pride as he nodded gently, as if paying tribute to himself and his comrades from that glorious era.

"Although wearing a Western-style dress..."

My heart remains that of China.

My ancestors have long ago taken everything from me.

"Branded with the seal of China"

As the song continued, Grandpa Qu's thoughts drifted back to the peaceful era.

As times change, more and more Chinese people are going abroad and venturing into the world. He has met many overseas Chinese. Although they live in foreign countries and their lifestyles may have changed, and their clothing may have adapted to local customs, in their hearts, their motherland is always the warmest harbor and their eternal root.

That innate Chinese imprint can never be erased, no matter where one goes. Old Master Qu couldn't help but think of his family, whose fate had been closely intertwined with that of the motherland for generations. From the struggles of their ancestors to their own contributions, and then to the inheritance by their descendants, this love for the motherland had long been deeply ingrained in their blood.

PS: Original singer of "My Chinese Heart": Zhang Mingmin; Lyricist: Huang Zhan; Composer: Wang Fuling