Still in my childish childhood, the majestic posture of the Great Wall in the picture once painted my dreams with many magical and magnificent colors. At that time, I really wanted to know what my motherland was like. My father always said to me, "Go to the Great Wall, and you will know when you stand on it." I nodded doubtfully. Although it was an ignorant childhood, the Great Wall has aroused my solemn and sacred feelings for our nation, our ancestors and the rivers and mountains of our great motherland.
Later, the long-cherished wish of climbing the Great Wall finally came true. Standing on the wide wall, overlooking the distance. Under the vast sky, this ancient brick wall is undulating with the extension of mountains and valleys. That tall castle, some like the warriors rising in Ran Ran, overlooks the sky; Some are like brooding giants, staring at the sky silently. I think of greatness and boldness. What an unforgettable picture! It was the first time that the image of our great motherland was exposed on the film in my mind.
The Great Wall, which has stood here for thousands of years, is a record of life and a witness of history. I guess there must be something in the longest, strongest and most dynamic gray wall on earth. It? Is it the great soul of our ancient nation?
The strong wind outside the Great Wall roared past with the sound of nature, as if telling us the experience of the Great Wall. I am looking for the remains of the ancient battlefield, and a tragic historical picture is displayed in front of me. I thought of Qi Jiguang, who was guarding the border, and Li Zicheng, who was fighting the Qing soldiers in Shanhaiguan. I also think of Lu You's tragic words: "In autumn, there is sorrow in the corner of the border town, and there is a bonfire on the high platform. Sad songs hit the building and high wine, leisurely! " Past events are like clouds. However, as a poet said, "On that day, the Great Wall stretching across Wan Li failed to protect a small vase on the windowsill ... the Chinese nation was repeatedly ravaged. Shame, burning shame! The Great Wall, don't you feel it? "
Turning over the modern history of China, every word is a struggle. How many people with lofty ideals sacrificed heroically for China to get out of the misery. How can you forget that Humen destroyed opium? Lin Zexu is full of enthusiasm for Changhong. How can I forget Wu Shu's political reform, Tan Sitong's "I laugh from the horizontal knife to the sky"; How can we forget that in the Revolution of 1911, Qiu Jin "did not hesitate to spend thousands of dollars to buy a treasure knife, but he must preserve the strength of Gan Kun." As a poet said, "Our Great Wall no longer crawls!"