Autumn wind brings the call of harvest, and also explains a harvest year; Sunshine, sowing warm seeds, also dedicating the milk of love; The motherland, which has made brilliant achievements, is seeking great development.
The earth is like a boat, rippling in the vast universe. In this blue boat of life, in its ancient east, there is such a country, which is called China.
The disappearance of Babylon, the gradual decline of Tianzhu country and the unknown name of Nile Valley seem to make people forget the four ancient civilizations. However, with the flow of the long river of history, there is still one that has not declined, and that is China.
Five thousand years of Chinese civilization, the painstaking efforts of several generations, and how much deep red blood have been exchanged for today's powerful motherland.
Five thousand years, ups and downs; For centuries, fighting bloody battles, how many dynasties have changed, ups and downs; How much wisdom has made the depth of civilization.
My motherland is vast and rich in natural resources. My motherland has a vast territory. My motherland has the Yangtze River and the Great Wall, and my motherland also has Huangshan and Yellow River. I love my motherland, your rooster-shaped land, your majestic Kunlun Mountain, your vast and flat Hulunbeier grassland and your magnificent Dongting Lake.
Because of my motherland, I have a home; Because of my motherland, I am happy; Because of my motherland, I have learned knowledge and gained something. I cannot be separated from my motherland for a moment.
Flying north and south is because of the temptation of home;
Fallen leaves are rooted by the wind;
The wanderer shed tears because the motherland passed by him.
Because of the motherland, we have a strong cohesion, and our hearts are connected with the motherland.
At the Olympic Games, when we saw the red flag flying, we shed tears.
At the WTO meeting, we were filled with emotion, because we heard the last sentence;
Next to the TV, we cheered when we saw the spaceship take off. ...
We deeply love her-my dear motherland. No matter she is poor and backward, no matter she is humiliated, oppressed and tortured.
I have enjoyed the majestic atmosphere of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor and listened to the hymns echoed by the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River ... Everywhere I went, I sang praises to the great motherland, her magnificent mountains and rivers, and her long-standing cultural rivers.
I am proud, I am proud, just because I am a descendant of the Chinese people and my motherland is China.
Up and down for five thousand years, heroes come forth in large numbers. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and the broken loulan will not be returned! This is the eternal wish of every descendant of the dragon!
Motherland, motherland, may you always be young and happy.