Sunlight shone in every corner of the Tuileries Garden. Su Nuan held the children's hands and strolled through this beautiful sea of flowers. The children ran and laughed to their heart's content, feeling the perfect fusion of nature and art.
In addition to colorful flowers, the Tuileries Garden also has many spectacular buildings and sculptures.
Su Nuan pointed to the Tuileries Palace not far away and asked the children about its history: "Children, do you know which queen once owned the Tuileries Garden?"
Little Mantou answered confidently: "I know, it is Queen Medici's private property."
Su Nuan smiled and nodded, then asked, "Do you know what historical events this garden has witnessed in Country F?"
The children raised their hands one after another and shouted anxiously, "The Great Revolution of Country F!"
Not to be outdone, Yuanyuan replied, "And the rise of Napoleon and the Battle of Waterloo!"
Su Nuan looked at the clever children and felt very happy.
Su Nuan gently stroked the children's heads, her eyes full of love, and she said softly:
"You know quite a bit, but some of it is still too one-sided. Let's let Teacher Zhang Hua explain it to us, okay?"
The children's eyes were full of anticipation and curiosity. They all looked at Zhang Hua, as if waiting for a feast of knowledge.
Zhang Hua smiled slightly, his smile was gentle and kind, like a disseminator of knowledge, slowly telling the story of this beautiful garden, the Tuileries.
His voice is low and magnetic, as if taking people into a distant past and letting children immerse themselves in the long river of history.
It turns out that the origin of the Tuileries Garden is so touching. It originated from Queen Medici's deep homesickness.
Queen Medici was born into the Medici family, a family with a glorious history and endless glory in Italy. However, fate brought her to faraway France, where she became a member of the French royal family.
Although she enjoyed wealth and splendor in the palace life in a foreign country, she was always filled with endless longing for her hometown in her heart.
This longing surged into her heart like a tide, day and night without stopping. Queen Medici often stood alone at the window in the dead of night, gazing at the distant sky, silently calling out the name of her hometown.
In order to alleviate the deep homesickness, she decided to build a garden near the Louvre so that she could find a little comfort from her hometown in this strange land.
Thus, the garden gradually took shape under the Queen's meticulous planning. Every brick and tile was filled with her thoughts and love for her hometown, and every landscape was meticulously crafted in the Italian style.
The garden is filled with a variety of colorful and fragrant flowers, like a microcosm of the beautiful sea of flowers in my hometown. The shady trees and secluded paths make you feel like you are in an ancient Italian garden.
In this garden, Queen Medici found peace and comfort in her heart. She strolled through it, feeling the gentle breeze caressing her cheeks and listening to the cheerful singing of birds, as if she had returned to the embrace of her hometown.
This place became her safe haven from the formalities of the court and an emotional connection to her hometown. Whenever she felt homesick, she would come to this garden, immerse herself in the familiar atmosphere, and recall the beautiful past.
The Tuileries Garden is not just an ordinary garden, it is the crystallization of Queen Medici's homesickness, carrying her deep attachment and endless longing for her hometown.
This ancient and beautiful Tuileries Garden also bears the endless rise and fall of the French royal family. It is like a silent witness, silently watching the passage of time.
In 1789, the storm of the French Revolution swept through, and the roar of the people of Paris resounded through the sky. In that turbulent era, Louis XVI was forced to move out of the Palace of Versailles and live in the Tuileries Palace.
This former royal palace became a refuge for the king at the time, and was therefore endowed with a mysterious imperial aura.
However, the Tuileries Palace did not find peace because of this. It seemed to be cursed by fate and was filled with the smell of blood from then on.
Every stone and every inch of land is soaked with the blood and tears of history, telling the story of that turbulent and cruel period. Here, the struggle for power and political conspiracy were intertwined, and innocent lives became sacrifices.
The glory of the royal family gradually faded, and the beauty of the gardens lost its former vitality. The prosperity was gone, leaving only desolation and ruin.
But even so, the Tuileries Garden still stands strong. It has witnessed the rise and fall of the F country's royal family, and also witnessed the resistance and struggle of the people.
As time goes by, the Tuileries Garden has become a part of history. Its existence reminds people that power and blood often go hand in hand, and that peace and freedom are what people truly desire.
Finally, Zhang Hua sighed deeply and said, "When you walk into this garden, you can still feel the breath of that era. It is precisely because of that history that people today cherish the peace and tranquility they enjoy today even more."
The children were touched by Zhang Hua's words and fell into a moment of contemplation. In their small world, they actually didn't feel too much blood and gore. Their biggest worry now was the issue of going to school.
However, when they heard Zhang Hua's narration, it seemed as if they had experienced the bloody struggle in the past, which made them cherish their current good life even more.
Su Nuan and the children stayed in the Tuileries Garden for a long time until it was dark, then they drove away.
On the way back, the two boys had fallen asleep in the car. Only Yuanyuan was holding Su Nuan's arm, still looking at her with her big eyes.
"Yuanyuan, the brothers are all asleep, aren't you sleepy?"
Yuanyuan shook her head and said.
"Mom, thank you and Dad for giving us such a good life"
"Silly children, you three are your parents' treasures. We brought you into this world not to let you suffer, but to let you experience the beauty of the world."
"I love you, Mom, and I love Dad too"
"Baby, I love you too"
Su Nuan suddenly remembered that today, when she was visiting the Tuileries Garden, she had the idea of buying a private estate. She wanted to ask her daughter what she thought.
"Yuanyuan, is the Tuileries Garden beautiful?"
"Beautiful!"
"Then Yuanyuan, do you want to have a beautiful garden of our own?"
"Really? Can I have it?"
"If Yuanyuan wants it, mom will try her best to make it happen for you, okay?"
"Okay, then, come on, Mom."
After saying that, the little guy, who was originally full of energy, couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep on Su Nuan's arm.
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