I love my motherland.
I love my motherland! In that dragon country, under the sky, there are 56 pearls shining, which are flesh and blood. That is my beloved motherland! Colorful motherland! Unite the motherland! I love my motherland!
On the magnificent cock map, you can see all corners of the country, from the lush Heilongjiang to the blue Zengmu shoal; From the vast Uighurs in Xinjiang to the three rich northeastern provinces, the change of day and night can't keep up with the regional migration. When the Pamirs were starry, the Wusuli River was already full of sunshine. When Hainan enters a vibrant spring, Harbin is immersed in a world of ice and snow. That is my beloved motherland!
Beautiful motherland! Guang Mao's motherland! I love my motherland! Five thousand years of ancient civilization and splendid history; This ancient myth has been verified in us at this time; China people! Chinese descendants! That is us, our motherland! My dear motherland, the motherland with ancient charm! My beloved motherland has a resounding name.
I love my motherland.
When I was a child, my mother pointed to the five-star red flag and told me that it represented our motherland. I watched the color of the national flag dancing with the wind, jumping high and high with excitement, and wanted to know the feeling of touch.
I smiled and asked my mother, what is the motherland? Mother said that the motherland is the flower of the four seasons, the Spring Festival in spring, the peony in summer, the proud chrysanthemum in autumn and the wintersweet in winter. I told my mother that my motherland is so beautiful and I love it! When I was in kindergarten, my aunt unfolded a color map and told me that the rooster represents our motherland.
I looked at the winding direction of the map, quietly reached out and tried to learn to draw your outline.
I smiled and asked my aunt, where is the motherland? Aunt said that the motherland is far away in the southeast and northwest, in the rain forest in the south, in the sea in the east, in the desert in the west, in the grasslands and glaciers in the north. I told my aunt that my motherland is so big, I love it! After primary school, the teacher turned over a page of history and told me that there was our motherland in history.
I looked at the yellowed pages of history books and gently pulled my heart tightly, trying to catch your historic site quickly. I smiled and asked the teacher, what is the motherland? The teacher said that the motherland has a long history of inheritance, benevolence, filial piety, courtesy, righteousness, Tang poetry and Song poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, diligence and courage. I told my teacher that the motherland is so extensive and profound.