土地公(海邊馬路)

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The seaside road is not familiar with the vast sea and the changing scenery. It only sees the new waterfront commercial buildings and casino walls reflecting the sky - the color of the sky is just a backdrop, while the high-rise buildings and neon lights are the main characters. The atmosphere of greed spreads far and wide, and even pulls the clouds and birds into the "assets"; the mud occupies the already narrow sea area, and the land that can be walked on is the most valuable now. Not even the god of the land himself could attend in 2014 when a new rich real estate developer came to him. He was well-received by the common people who live near the sea, but also received people who originally belonged to the Dragon King and the Goddess of Mercy, as if he was saying that the core value of Macau is "people-oriented". From 1924 to 1938, the seaside road began to fill in the sea and form new landforms such as the waterfront and ponds. However, before the construction of the internal harbor power station in 1991, the land reclaimed from the sea was like a mountain at the foot of the shore, with water and mud everywhere. On clear days, there were countless broken mirrors reflecting the sky. From then on, the people's perception of heaven changed, and the heavenly body in their eyes just dissolved into smoke and fog as soon as it rose above the horizon. The city of God's name retreated from the sea without stopping, and the "modernization" driven by economy did not snatch away the reverence for God's heart. Fortunately, the residents still stopped at the seaside road, which was already the highest point before the troops left in 1975. Until 1997, when the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' special envoy office building was laid down, the high-rise buildings surrounded it, forming a stone barrier that prevented birds from flying across, and the seaside road was no longer the best scenery. Before the heavenly gap closed, the land controlled by the god had let countless people fall to the ground, but since they could cross over the iron net on the mountain path, how could there be any insurmountable obstacles? People complained that heaven was not like the way of man, and those who adapted would survive. As long as people did not look at the high-rise buildings in the gap between the sky and water, it seemed that they knew that heaven had already closed its eyes and let people develop freely. The line of the sky may have been blocked, but the city did not need day and night stars to shine, and artificial lighting could replace the sunset. Whether it was an investor or a conservationist, everyone had to adapt to the high-rise buildings shading them, and the muddy land had long since been refined into the Palace of Broad Frost. The identity of Macau people has always been different from their hometown, just like the god of the land adding new stories beyond old tales. The landscape changes are in the minds of men - ancient people gazed out at the ocean with a longing for their homeland, while today they evaluate heroes by buildings - in the Eastern Las Vegas where one can lose and try again, all past grievances are forgotten, and everyone looks forward to the future. In an era that emphasizes "reaching higher", cultural laborers naturally could not help but vent their dissatisfaction to the god of the land: Why are there thousands of high-rise buildings, That have not yet made the cold wind feel welcome?