To the Vietnamese, who are guarding the national sacred altar, the damning remark paralyzed them, as if they had been struck by the thunder. Overwhelmed by the feeling of hopelessness, and astounded by the conclusive words of this Chinese sage, the faithfuls shrieked their despair. "Gracious heaven! Oh how you had forsaken us! How the precious wisdom of the past has been fading away, vanished! Our cruel fate had been sealed, as we are doomed to be ever drifting in oblivion".
Then came the solemn reply. "Steadfast! Staunch patriots, loyal companions and devoted followers. For can you not, in the firmament, behold the presence of Eternal Legion? Noble souls of men of greatness who have walked upon the Land in the South”.
Indeed, how could one forget the illustrious Đinh Tiên Hoàng and Ngô Quyền ? Mandate of Heaven's chosen inheritors, whose legacy have been lasting for more than a millennium, and would do thousands of years evermore. How could one not tremble with pride when pronouncing the name of Trần Hưng Đạo ? The wise Grand Prince and his valorous host, who diced with death against the infernal Mongol hordes. How could one not utter the profound admiration to the martial Quang Trung ? The blessed Warrior King of destiny, whose heroic tales have inspirited countless hearts of youth. And there are untold more, whose virtuous names constitute the magnificence of the realm, the splendor of her achievement, and the untarnished spirits of her sons and daughters.
I personally reserve the highest respect for the Chinese VietnamAnswer users, whose scholarly knowledge has been much benefited the community. And the same can be said to this well esteemed intellectual, whom this statement is attributed. Yet I cannot help but wonder if there was more to the circumstance than one might be aware of. Perhaps dust had been thrown into his eyes and he could not see the full picture, or that he had been probably troubled by unbridled thoughts, which may interfere in his sound judgment.
But it is most likely that he merely cast a quick glance over this ordinary, Vietnamese piece of white paper. Fatal mistake! For it is not only that this plain, colorless sheet is fairly thick, but it also an item of supernatural nature. Tales of seemingly collective hallucination have been recalled. There was this young fellow, a sensible and down to earth person, who claimed of witnessing, on the back of the paper, a spectacular painting, whose details were so magically delicate that it can rival Qingming Shanghe Tu . Others prepared to swear that a specter had appeared before their looks, then from its hollow voice came the most epic chronicles, the likes of Olympian myths.
It is most regrettable that we would have difficulties when consulting the writings of the past. Yet it would a minor inconvenience, for there are no terrestrial beings, celestial powers, or dark forces that can prevent us from uniting with the noble souls of our ancestors.
