"China, my dear motherland", I always call you softly. Every time I look at you solemnly, I miss the flying five-star red flag, the national anthem, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.
"China, my dear motherland" Because of you, I love spring, summer, autumn and winter more. I love my life even more because of you. I am like a small tree in a hundred flowers garden. I would like to hold up a blue sky for your prosperity. I'd rather be a cornerstone in socialist construction, buried deep underground, for you to charge in the storm and not be crushed.
"China, my dear motherland" is a great motherland that has nurtured1200 million people in China. I snuggled in your arms and was deeply melted by your warmth. China, my eternal mother, will do everything for you. I remember someone said, "My mother will not abandon my son, and I will not leave my mother, China".
We are trans-century college students, and we will bravely lift the heavy responsibility of the motherland and dress up your re-emerging "Oriental Giant" with our wisdom and talent. I love you, I praise you, I won't use more words to express it. In my mind, the waves of passion have already become Qian Qian's swan song. Express my innermost monologue.
How much blood, how much pride, at this moment, I just want to use a "China, China, the bright red sun never sets" to express my inner feelings.