【Introduction】:
"Hey, you know what? In the late Qing Dynasty, the children of some large families lived a 'magnificent' life, and the pomp was so big that they could scare birds. But how did they know that the ship of the Qing Dynasty was about to sink, and they were still putting on a banquet on the ship! ”
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Since I was a child, I didn't know that the country was ruined and the family was ruined
I think back then, those royal relatives, the little sons and eldest ladies of rich and noble families, they were soaked in a honey pot when they were small, and they didn't understand what to call bitter. The rise and fall of the country, the husband is responsible, for them, it is like a cloud in the sky, floating beautiful, but scratching their heads.
The children of the Eight Banners, the glory of the ancestors is now at peace
Speaking of which, the Eight Banners were the pillars of the Qing Dynasty, and their ancestors were all heroes on the battlefield, and they worked hard to earn a superior status for future generations. But in the late Qing Dynasty, these "aristocratic seedlings" became out-and-out "rich idlers" one by one. The heroism of their ancestors, to them, is left to be louder than whose birds are louder, whose crickets fight fiercely.
The plaything is demoralized, and the country is still unknown
And guess what? These young masters and ladies were not only walking birds and teasing insects, but also obsessed with smoking, which was a "high-end toy" for the rich and noble at that time. In order to compare whose smoking guns are more refined and whose tobacco soil is more high-grade, they forcibly burned down their own families. The survival of the country is in danger, but they only have the joy of swallowing clouds and spitting fog in their hearts.
The ancestral graves are all dug up, just for a momentary scenery
The most shaking thing is that when the money is spent, they still don't stop, sell jewelry, sell houses, and finally don't even let go of the ancestral grave, digging out the treasures for burial for silver, just to continue to fill the big garlic outside. Hey, what a pomp this must be, to be able to expose the face of the ancestors!
[Conclusion]: When you wake up from a dream, it's too late to regret it
"The years are long, and the wind of history has blown away how many prosperous old dreams. What is left for future generations is not only to talk about, but also to be vigilant. ”
Speaking of which, you probably also understand how those once invincible Eight Banners disciples finally buried their good days. Now we must be down-to-earth, eat with our own hands, don't learn from those "losers", and wait until we wake up from our dreams to find that there is nothing left.
So, friends, don't let comfort smooth out your ambitions, and don't let the hat of the "rich second generation" become a burden. Remember, life is your own stage, you have to sing the leading role by yourself, and play every day!