In 1969, a group of comrades entered the ancient tomb. They were staunch Marxist historical materialists with firm beliefs and ideals. They responded to the call of the supreme leader to break down the four olds and swept away all monsters, ghosts, snakes and gods. In this group of people, there are two scum with ulterior motives, that is, the later leaders of the criminal gang, Hu and Wang. They are the leftovers of the feudal class. Objective idealism, constant alarmism along the way, constantly undermining the enthusiasm of the revolutionary Red Guards. It is because of their deliberate incitement that the young Red Soldiers were brainwashed, so that their nerves were fragile, and then driven by external forces (meteorite radiation), the Red Soldiers fell into hallucinations and eventually killed each other. They are pitiful and pathetic. If they had seen the chairman's badge on their chest and recited the quotation aloud, they would have been able to wake up. To sweep away all pests, Red Book! ! !
The despicable Hu Mou Wang Mou, but calmly fled the scene of the incident. Comrades, don't believe that the oral recollections of these two criminal suspects are an illusion made by people after self-rationalization. Their guilt towards Ding Sitian is, in essence, unreasonable. How flawed the fragment of that memory is. Bai Chu, as long as you have watched the movie, you can see 10,000 pee spots. My personal guess is that Hu and Wang had already run into the elevator at that time, while Ding Sitian was running relatively slowly. The explosives were about to arrive. They were eager to escape and pressed the switch directly, leaving Ding Sitian on the platform. At that moment, they discovered that even the sublimated revolutionary friendship was not as important as their own lives. Looking down from a height, Ding Sitian smiled painfully at them. She raised a knife and wanted to cut off the wires of the elevator, but looked up at Hu, who had a livid face, but did not do so in the end. The fire engulfed Ding Sitian, and only at this moment did Wang feel the pain he deserves as a person. This pain accompanied him for the rest of his life. As for Hu, Ding Sitian was just a female ghost who would appear in a nightmare.
In 1976, the great leader left us, and in 1978, the spring breeze of reform and opening up blew across the land of China. When others went to sea, they chose to go to the ground. Hu Mou, Wang Mou and Yang Mou started robbing ancient tombs for a living. Wang Mou began to have a strong suicidal tendency. He always drank too much and deliberately touched the organs in the ancient tomb. He felt remorse. And Hu quickly found new friends, but occasionally had nightmares. In 1982, the National People's Congress formulated and promulgated Article 5 of the Law of the People's Republic of China on the Protection of Cultural Relics.
Sadly, the vast majority of our country's laws are not retroactive, which means we can't settle the gang's past crimes. They smuggled to the United States, and in capitalist countries, continue to deepen their own criminal theory and practice.
In 1989, Eastern Europe underwent drastic changes, and violent social unrest occurred in China under the influence of a small wave of careerists and foreign reactionary forces. Seeing the right time, Wang, together with Jin and a cult organization, sneaked back to China in the name of development, in an attempt to steal state property again. To be on the safe side, Hu and Yang acted as supporters on the periphery. Sure enough, during the tomb robbery, the cult organization began to use violence to forcefully control Wang, Hu, and Yang. After they appeared to resolve the crisis, they were attacked again and all were captured. Different from scientific expeditions, their tomb robbery activities are not only theft, but also extremely destructive. Wherever these two criminal gangs went, they were all smashed and burned. When they reached the coffin and saw the other side of the flower, they fell into an illusion again. Of course, because they have no faith, let alone the Red Book! ! ! !
Looking at the crazy crowd, Hu Mou smashed the meteorite like a rock wall. The precious state property was destroyed like this! According to the "Criminal Law", he should be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not more than seven years! ! ! ! And he just grinned and murmured: "I just did what a Red Guard should do, and I feel that the chairman badge on his chest is more vivid."
The top of the tomb began to collapse, the lake water began to pour backwards, and Hu and others jumped into the water and were about to be shot to death. The immoral Hu opened the floating coffin, threw the body of the deceased into the water, and jumped into the coffin by himself and others. Applying buoyancy, the coffin surfaced after a bump, and Yang and Hu were found trapped in the interlayer of water and crystal rock. Yang was ready to die, but Hu suddenly had a seizure. He subdued her and put her in the wooden coffin. Hu smashed the crystal rock and was washed into the water. When the coffin surfaced again, Wang and Jin found that they were alone. One person Yang, when everyone was sad, Hu surfaced, and then proposed marriage with state-owned property! The lens moves up, moves up, moves up.
Subtitles, exit.
I was actually a movie theater cleaner, and after the audience left, I got up from the corner and started cleaning up all the rubbish. Rock on the New Long March Road as the ending song makes me feel sad, after all, the revolutionary spirit is hard to find.
Suddenly, the big screen lit up again, and the huge distant scene began to move down, passing through the clouds, through the lake, and through the layers of darkness.
There were cracked sawdust suspended in the deep water, and the bodies of Wang and Jin were floating beside them. They were stupid and didn't know what pressure was. The coffins of Hu and Yang were not broken, but filled with water, yes, How could a coffin that is so easy to open and close be sealed? Their eyes widened, their hands propped up the coffin wall, and their death was tragic. Yang's eyes seemed to pass through the coffin lid, as if seeing a beautiful scene on the lake. The camera moves down, down, down again.
The other side of the flower stayed quietly in the hand of the female corpse, exuding a splendid brilliance, and never moved.
There is a smile on the corner of my mouth, hum, Skynet is sloppy and not leaking, let you dig the corner of socialism, let you lick the socialist wool! Thanks to the director for making such an educational film, I picked up the broom and continued to actively work hard for the realization of communism!
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