Turning over piles of yellowing history, we can see executioners holding bright steel knives, bloodsucking bats covered in blood, jackals gnawing bloody hearts and lungs, flocks of eagles and dogs holding their heads, dripping with bright and harsh blood in the modern history of China!
This is a disgrace to the country. It is the unremitting pursuit of the older generation of people with lofty ideals to make the blood of China people who have suffered, humiliated and abused no longer flow in vain. They miraculously passed the 25,000-mile long March, experienced eight years of anti-Japanese war and ushered in the establishment of a new China. ...
History turns to today. New hatred, new hatred, new blood and new tears flooded our eyes: 65438+1On May 8, 999, a newly married couple in China fell in a pool of blood in Yugoslavia; An excellent China pilot spilled blood into the South China Sea for the dignity of the motherland. ...
Students, can we be indifferent? Can we shed blood again on the cross of China's history? Can we let the bayonet with cold light stab the people of China again?
Don't! Never! Blood, tears and hatred. We will always remember. Let's turn into winter rain and clean up blood shed in Yugoslavia. Let's turn into jingwei and fill the turbulent sea. ...
Revenge, for the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation, our generation of China teenagers is duty-bound!
However, many of us young people have forgotten the new and old hatred of the nation, the moment when the May 4th youth crawled and cried for long live the motherland in wyndell dichinson, and the moment when the Japanese executioner raised the steel knife with a grimace of a grin in Nanjing ... Students, if we indulge in pleasure, we will ruin our study, our future and the rise and fall of our nation ... This is a kind of destruction, a kind of self-destruction.
With the wisdom of his whole life, Mr. Lu Xun awakened the people of China with "I commend Xuanyuan with blood". Our predecessors set up the ideal of "studying for the rise of China", taking the safety of the world as their own responsibility and courageously building a new China.
As a young man in the new era, how can he indulge himself, ruin his life and ignore the great cause of the nation? Otherwise, it will be wasted for China people!
Liang Qichao once pointed out with great foresight: the country is strong when the youth is strong; Young people are rich and the country is rich; Teenagers make the world, then the country makes the world!
Since ancient times, heroes have produced teenagers. In today's cruel world competition, whether China teenagers can shoulder the heavy responsibility of rejuvenating the nation and washing away national humiliation is directly related to the future fate of China.
Our teacher is knowledgeable, gentle, modest and sincere, and diligent.
We are young and full of blood. Get rid of naivety and mature, no longer hide under the broad wings of parents to avoid the wind and rain, but like a proud petrel, eager for storms and dare to fight. Although we don't have to face the decline of our country and endure the smoke of war, we may have to stop sudden floods, fight SARS and prevent bird flu. Our spaceship will go to the sky, our football will win, we will study genetic modification, we will conquer sandstorms, we will protect the environment and safeguard world peace ... There is no doubt that as future builders and successors of the motherland, we have a long way to go and are duty-bound. For the prosperity of the motherland and the nation, today we light the fire of hope with passion and water the flower of success with the sweat of youth. Studying hard and practicing hard is the constant theme of our junior high school life. "Three points are destined, and seven points depend on hard work." Maybe you will be frustrated, maybe you will fail, but, "How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" Sailors on the voyage told us, "In the storm, this pain is nothing. Dry your tears, don't ask, at least we still have dreams."
Work hard! Fight! Teenagers in China. Open up a new blue sky for national rejuvenation for us ...!
Second, the National Day recitation-the motherland is in my heart
The Yellow River drifted down from the source of the Yangtze River, from the riverside where "Kan Kan is good at acting" in the Book of Songs to the Chu-Han boundary where "Jin Goma Iron" is in Historical Records; From Li Daoyuan's Notes on Water Classics to Su Dongpo's River of No Return, I saw the pulsating motherland on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. Look at the motherland with high loess slopes; Look at the motherland with endless fireworks, Qian Fan is competing for the exotic and colorful, and there are hundreds of battles; Look at the motherland where the peaks leap, the plains rush and the long rivers lash.
Read the spirituality of Zhong Ding's childhood in Oracle Bone Inscriptions; On the Great Wall full of bonfires, read the heroic spirit of the motherland's youth; Read the maturity of the motherland in a land full of poetry and science. ...
I want to say it, but I don't want to. I saw the weakness of my motherland. On the charred ruins of Yuanmingyuan, I feel that my motherland is a pool of blood. On the intrepid Zhiyuan ship in Deng Shichang, I feel that the motherland is a fire. But my motherland didn't sink. In the east of Asia, I rolled up mountains and seas with generous arms, held the descendants of the Chinese people in my arms, repaired the broken years with thatch and adobe, and fed the hungry life with wild vegetables and porridge. Dr. Sun Yat-sen began to plan the strategy of governing the country in the dark, and Mao Zedong supported the nation's flesh and blood on barren land; Deng Xiaoping, enlarge the pupil of vicissitudes of life, and guide the troubled motherland to magically walk through the century storm!
Along the source of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, drifting down, crossing Hukou, crossing Kanto, taking the Three Gorges and heading for the sea. In Hexi Corridor and North China Plain, I see the richness and vastness of the motherland and the transcendence of the motherland day and night like a swift horse; In the Yangtze River Delta and Pearl River Delta, we can see the lofty motherland, and see the neon lights of the motherland's prosperity flashing day and night, like the Milky Way. ...
Give me the motherland of skin color, give me the motherland of wisdom and courage. Although in rural areas, there are still eager eyes of dropouts; Although there are still laid-off women workers in cities and towns who have no choice but to complain, I know that there will be more waves of reform, breaking the shackles of old concepts and old systems and welcoming the majestic sunrise of the new century!
This is a revolutionary motherland. This is a boiling and rising motherland; This is a thriving motherland. My words have become history, and my words can form a galaxy, but the most emotional sentence is-take off the motherland, the motherland is auspicious, and the motherland is auspicious.
Third, the National Day reading materials-the motherland-we cheer for your take-off.
Autumn in October, the motherland-mother.
We have a thousand words to tell you.
We have a deep heart, please tell you.
There are too many poems praising the motherland.
There are too many songs praising you.
Of course, compare you with your mother.
We are not the first and will not be the last.
Motherland, we are children born in your suffering.
We grew up in hardships and thrived in the wind and rain.
You gave us confidence and strength.
In your eager eyes
We hold up the blue sky with tenacity.
We use faith to dig for black treasures.
When ridicule and contempt are drowned in boiling oil
Motherland, we are your proudest children.
Fifty years of vicissitudes of life witness
Our 50 years of honor and disgrace and glory
A record of more than 50 years of events and frustrations
Our 50 years of hard work
Fifty years of hard work and pioneering spirit.
The belief that we oil people will win.
History will not forget.
The hard years we spent together.
Oil will not forget.
We chase the pace of the times with you.
Oil is a flowing language.
Oil is a flying song.
Oil is the blood of the world.
Oil is the hope of the motherland.
Looking up at the mountains, we are eagles spreading their wings and flying.
Bowing to the plain, we are the rushing Yellow River.
When rolling wheels run on the earth.
Motherland, we are your starting point.
Oil connects the earth, fish and the universe.
We link our motherland with the world.
Look at the wheel of history rolling forward and the world is developing.
You see, oil is everywhere in China, and the motherland is taking off.
Mountains and mountains can't stop the ambition of CNPC.
Gobi Desert can't scare the aspirations of China oil people.
When the name of China Petroleum resounds through the eastern motherland of the world, please be proud of your children.
Motherland, we are a new generation of oil people.
Our will is indelible.
Our faith is indestructible.
We struggle, forge ahead, be tenacious and tenacious.
We sincerely and persistently devote ourselves to patriotism.
We proudly set the brand of China Petroleum as a landmark of the world.
We are proud to announce to the world.
Motherland, we cheer for your soaring.
Fourth, the National Day recitation material-the national flag
Up, up, up to the height of attention.
Although there are no stormy waves, there is an overwhelming momentum in the ups and downs, and there is a thunderous force stirring.
It has risen, and everything is intoxicated at this height!
What a bright red height, dignity dominates China from here, and the sun is accompanied by brilliance. ...
What a strong cohesion, self-confidence. From the light of the five-pointed star to the laughing scenery, everything grows in passion and self-confidence is getting stronger and stronger. ...
What a heroic feeling, expecting to breed beauty from this romance. The descendants of the dragon are standing and watching, expecting to be more and more tenacious. ...
It's rising, rising, rising the amazing eyes of the world.
This bright five-star red flag has been flying for half a century, showing the elegance of China!
Facing the national flag and the mountains, stand up; Water, living; Oh, my God, open it wider!
Facing the national flag, every life is solemn and sacred, extending along the road under the national flag.
Flying national flag, you are my sleepless emotion. ...
national anthem
It's true.
She contains a China 100% sense of music, every syllable of her embodies the backbone of the oriental nation, every note of her can breed the power of roaring, and every melody of her is the strongest voice of an oriental lion in generate!
Yes, whenever the nation is in the most critical time, we must always sing this song of strength and confidence; Whenever the five-star red flag Ran Ran rises, this solemn and sacred song will always ring; Whenever you win and gain, you should recite this energetic and proud song from the bottom of your heart. ...
Following the tide of this song, we drove the boat we were pursuing to the other side of the ideal.
Every dock of life has our golden dream.
As long as Song doesn't die, we can always join hands and win the gold medal hanging in the bright place of the times!
Sing this immortal song again.
Half is an irresistible force for progress, and the other half is our common vision.
The distant horizon is not only the end of the road, but also the starting point of the road, where the song will meet us!
national emblem
Praise sometimes doesn't need to be sung, but listened to with your heart.
Yes, I heard the sound of wheat ear gear growing.
This voice haunts the light of a group of red and five stars and the civilization of a tower.
Civilization is bathed in this light and civilization.
I know the truth and reliability of soil, and I know the hardness and backbone of steel.
This soil, this piece of steel finally supported the backbone of a great nation with her sincerity and hardness!
Under the light, we waved a sickle and harvested the fragrance of the Millennium; In civilization, we start the gears and extend the journey for thousands of years.
Concentrate national yearning, sublimate national dignity, condense into simplicity and sublimate into nature!
This is the immortal combination of ears of wheat and gears.
Five, National Day Poetry (the beginning of happiness)
one
In the past,
Our life is worse than cattle and horses.
Harvest grain,
Fall into the main house;
A chicken coop made of iron,
Can't raise live chickens;
Ducks in the pond,
Beaten into a bird by an old yellow dog.
Menghai place,
Everywhere is desolate,
The broad dam is covered with weeds,
Tigers and leopards flock on the road,
No one tills the fields,
The stockade is as cold as a graveyard.
The life of the poor
Like yellow thatch,
God lit the fire of sin,
I can't wait to burn it.
two
Chairman Mao's brilliance shines on the frontier,
People of all ethnic groups have been liberated,
Our Menghai is no longer bleak,
As bright as a star.
The poor got land, tea gardens,
In cold winter, my heart is as warm as a quilt.
People use labor to build the motherland,
The woman also walked out of the bamboo house.
The Party is our eyes and direction,
Every village has embarked on the road of cooperation.
Like thousands of peacocks,
Spread your golden wings,
Fly to socialism.
Ghosts and gods were driven away,
The tea garden that has been deserted for thousands of years has sprouted.
Built a tall factory,
The new building of bazi is like a blooming lotus.
Roads are like newly woven fishing nets.
three
The beginning of our happiness,
Our sacred festival,
The great National Day is coming.
We're going to lay a layer of gold on the site,
Get a bumper harvest, and the grain is as big as eggs.
We are going to sew a brocade for the mountains,
Meet with thousands of tons of cotton and thousands of tons of tea.
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