Our motherland is a country of civilization and etiquette, with thousands of years of glorious history and 9.6 million square kilometers of land. There are more than a billion hardworking, kind and brave people. She has magnificent and beautiful rivers and mountains, beautiful and charming. How can I not love you? Motherland.
From Wusuli River to Zengmu shoal, from Pamir to Changbai Mountain, from Kangzang Plateau to Northeast Plain, from southeast coast to Junggar Basin, look! Which is not a fairyland? Look! Which one is invincible in heaven?
Dongting Poyang is the crystal eyes of China; Taihang Mountain and Kunlun Mountain are China's strong arms. Thousands of rivers are her blood, Chung Shan Man towering into the sky is her bones and muscles, and the endless fertile fields are her open chest; The endless forest flowers and plants are her soft hair. No wind and sand can sweep this land; No dark clouds can cover the mountain and the river. What a magnificent motherland and a strong mother.
Since ancient times, we have lush gardens and forests. I wonder how many amazing works have been published here. I don't know how many beautiful tunes are circulating here. How many people have nourished this land with their life's blood and sweat; How many people built this paradise with their own bones. Who knows how many scientists have been produced in China? Who has counted how many artists have appeared in China?
The loveliness of the motherland is not only these, but also those heroic sons and daughters who sacrificed their lives to defend the motherland from foreign aggression.
Since Chen Sheng and Guangwu raised the banner of peasant uprising, how many peasant uprisings have occurred in China feudal society? How many peasant wars have occurred? Greenwood, like a sword, pierced the courage of the ruling class; Red eyebrows, like torches, lit up the hearts of working people. The yellow turban insurrectionary warrior, * * * how many thousands, crock generals, how many years of bloody battle? Huang Chao's army, played more than half of China, Yang Yao's navy, Wei really the whole Dongting. Li Chuangwang once shot Tianmen; Hong Xiuquan used to kill demons with his fists.
The people of China have never been afraid of foreign aggression and have never bowed their heads under foreign swords and guns. Far away, you see, the arrows in the Pacific shattered the guns of British and American robbers; Boxer's machete made the train in Eight-Nation Alliance unable to move. The fire of Lugouqiao can only arouse the resistance of China people; Imperialist planes and artillery can never stop the Eighth Route Army's "millet plus rifle".
Yesterday! Yesterday was filled with smoke and war, and our motherland was trampled by foreign countries.
Today! Today, the motherland is so powerful, and the land of the motherland is so fertile, vast and boundless. The future of the motherland is bright. No place in the world can compare with our motherland. The greatness of the motherland-mother, can not be described in words. Ah! I love you, mother country!