I grew up with my motherland (grade four)

"My motherland" You are the rushing Yellow River. You are my tenacious father, washing the weight and glory of life in the waning moon and rising. | You are my holy and loving mother, you are the Great Wall of Wan Li, | You are my towering Mount Tai, the eternal Kunlun, and the arduous and tragic history of trekking in the mountains; You are the radiant sun on the top of Mount Tai and Kunlun Mountain. You are a symphony of heroes of the times. | My motherland is full of five thousand years' blood in joy and sorrow; You are a dragon that suddenly appears. In the ups and downs, you held me and explored Kuafu's yearning for my motherland for 5,000 years. I have pursued my motherland for five thousand years, which is a magnificent landscape. What you carved on the Silk Road is the footprint of going to the world; What shines on the banner of your reform and opening up is the light of modernization! My brave motherland, my mighty motherland, Lao Tzu, a "small country with few people", has passed away, the carved building of the Qing Empire has died, the catastrophe of that decade has been buried, the shackles that imprisoned the soul have been smashed, and the banner of national rejuvenation has pointed to the dawn of tomorrow. My motherland, which is full of weather, and the soldiers of the three armed forces who were inspected in front of Tiananmen Square, show the glory of the Great Wall of Steel; The rise of the Three Gorges Dam has created a landscape that attracts worldwide attention. Your achievements in genetic engineering shine with the wisdom of the Chinese nation; You have built an army of hundreds of millions, and rows of valves have become an unprecedented picture. This is the rumble of "Qian Fan on the side of the sunken ship", this is the elegant demeanor of "Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree", and this is the mighty triumph of "the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man"! My ever-changing motherland, my radiant motherland, you were excited in the days of the Reform Movement of 1898, you sang in the quest of the Revolution of 1911, you cheered in the smoke of the Northern Expedition, but when you really stood up, it was the day when you were born again. From then on, you will no longer have the suffering of being slaughtered by western powers and the misery of being trampled by robbers! From then on, you hold your head high and smile at the endless situation in the world. From then on, you strut with great wisdom and courage, my suffering motherland, my unyielding motherland; My hardworking and simple motherland, my profound motherland; My kind and kind motherland, my wise and generous motherland; My fearless motherland, my motherland as strong as steel;