一林则徐站立在嶙峋坚硬的岩礁上,身上的青衫在海风吹拂下发出哗哗声响,脚下的海浪猛烈地撞击着海岸。犀利的目光穿越汹涌的浪涛向着遥远的大海彼岸望去,苍茫的海天里浓雾紧锁一片迷离。这是1839年6月3日“虎门销烟”那天的傍晚。在“噼里啪啦”的声响中,林则徐虽说感受到熊熊烈火燃烧鸦片的喜悦和快意,但是内心的隐忧和焦虑也浪涌般地时时闪现……作为一个在官场宦海打拼了20多年的成熟 One Lin Zexu stood on a hard rocky reef, the body of the shirt under the sea breeze blowing rushing sound, the foot of the waves violently hit the coast. Sharp eyes across the surging waves toward the far side of the sea looked across the sea fog in the boundless tightly locked. This is the evening of June 3, 1839, “Humen sales of cigarettes” that day. In the sound of “crackling”, Lin Zexu felt the joy and pleasure of burning flaming opium, but his anxiety and anxiety also flashed from time to time ... As a mature officialdom for more than 20 years