129 the host of the poetry and prose recitation competition made an opening speech.

A: Tonight, turning over 70 pages of heavy history, I should still remember the bitter years of the north wind, and along the stormy red track, a cry like an iron horse began to sprout in my ear.

B: It was still awake. At that time, there were scars everywhere. At that time, the face was only numb, hovering on the edge of national subjugation and extinction.

A: The dark clouds of history have shrouded the ancient and backward land of China, and the violent winds of history have also shaken this troubled and rising nation.

B: How much sorrow, how much pain, how much humiliation A: The victims are displaced and the country will die. B: Once, we heard the roar of the Yellow River and the crying of the earth, and witnessed the dark dusk, like a bloody sunset. A: Therefore, the brave words and sonorous vows of "a seven-foot man can give his life as a ghost and never return to his hometown for a thousand years" sounded on the land of China, leaving a strong footprint woven with sweat. A: The sunshine is warm; Autumn wind with a smile. Things have changed: tonight, let's commemorate this ordinary and extraordinary day with heroic poems. a； Below/below/below ....