The red flag danced with the wind and was brightly lit. The whole country has celebrated for decades, and thousands of families are laughing together —— Random thoughts on National Day
The salute shook the world, and the five-star red flag was like rosy clouds. The glorious course has attracted worldwide attention, and the land of China is full of flowers. With the reform and opening up, the motherland has leapt to a swift horse. Today, the map of war and flood will be exhibited again, and the brilliant prospect will be praised by the world. Looking at the present, after the storm, I am even more impressed-celebrating the National Day.
The motherland is the Yangtze River, the motherland is the Yellow River, the motherland is Kunlun, and the motherland is the five mountains. The motherland is the dawn of the East China Sea, the blue waves of the South Lake, the Songtao of Changbai Mountain, and Xue Rui in the north. The motherland is the grapes of Turpan, the pineapples of Hainan Island, the porcelain of Jingdezhen and the red leaves of Xishan. But I want to say that the motherland is you, but I want to say that the motherland is me. The motherland is a big family with a population of 654.38+0.3 billion, and it is a collection of all the sons and daughters of the Chinese nation. The motherland is big, big, big. There are towering mountains and wide rivers with a total area of 9.6 million square kilometers. The motherland is very small, very small, very small. It is printed on my heart and left on my tongue. It rises and falls with my breath and my pulse. It is in my body, integrated with my body. It is every nerve in my body, it is every drop of blood in my blood vessels. It is my every heartbeat, it is every bone in my body. You can take my flowers. You can take my green leaves. You can take my fruit. You can take my poem. But you can't! You can't take away my motherland! The motherland is me, and I am the motherland. Just like a bowl of water and milk blend with each other, just like a unified body is inseparable. It is a big tree, I am one of its birds, and my singing will make it furry. Motherland! My dear motherland-my people, my motherland.
Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland! This heartfelt voice resounds inside and outside the Great Wall, north and south of the great river, and every sound is a rolling spring thunder ... long live the motherland! Long live the motherland! This comes from inner praise. Spring flowers are as beautiful and vivid as autumn flowers, and autumn fruits are generally intoxicating ... Open 300 poems in The Book of Songs, and each page will shine brilliantly; Touching the mottled traces on the murals, my eyes are filled with tears of pride ... Five thousand years of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons cycle, and five thousand years of civilization have cast a great soul; The Chinese nation will stand in the east of the world, the eagle will soar and the dragon will soar ... China has raised the banner of reform and opening up, and also raised our self-esteem and our moral position; Buildings have mushroomed on the earth, and the rivers and mountains in Wan Li have become more charming in the spring breeze. Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland! The motherland strode forward in the cry; Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland! Prosperity is coming to us in the cry ... let's unfold a splendid picture for our motherland, because we are humble fibers; Add flowers to the green trees of the motherland! We are sprouting ... singing for the motherland's tomorrow, we are happy cuckoos, adding atmosphere to the celebration of the motherland, we are colorful fireworks ... long live the motherland! Long live the motherland! This hymn has been sung from generation to generation; It ignited every nerve, every passion, and dedicated his life to the prosperity of the motherland-long live the motherland.