Why do people always compare their motherland to their mothers? Some people say, "The motherland fed us with the milk of her river." Someone said, "The motherland embraced us with her broad mind." Of course it's no problem. Because no matter what other words can express our deep feelings for the motherland, only the word "mother" can express our most loyal, pure, sincere, deepest and greatest feelings for the motherland.
Yes, the motherland-mother, mother-motherland, is so closely linked and integrated.
When the motherland was poor, her people were hungry and cold; When the motherland is weak, her people are humiliated and bullied; When the motherland is rich, her people will be happy; When the motherland is strong, her people will hold their heads high!
How many Chinese sons and daughters in history love their motherland as much as their own villagers. Qu Yuan threw himself into the river for his motherland. Wen Tianxiang's generous elegy is for the motherland; Lu You wrote poems for his children, for the motherland. Tan sitong faced the knife, never changing his face, and he never forgot his motherland. For the motherland, generations of heroic sons and daughters gave their blood and lives.
Mr. Lu Xun said: "Only soul of china is valuable. Only by carrying it forward can China make real progress." We are sons and daughters of our motherland. With the care and education of the Party, we have thrived. We should keep in mind the party's teachings, improve our own quality, learn science and technology well, and train ourselves into socialist successors with ideals, morality, culture and discipline. We should carry forward the past and hold high the great banner of Deng Xiaoping Theory. We should use blood to revive our mother's vitality and life to glow our mother's youthful brilliance!
I like the magnificent Great Wall in the north.
It was she who showed the miracle of China.
However, she said:
"It is mud that makes my body." I love the rushing Yellow River in the Central Plains,
It is she who recorded the history of our country.
However, she said:
"It is China's milk that feeds me." I like the golden rice fields in the south,
And agate litchi.
However, she said:
"Our roots are deeply rooted in the soil." I love the silence of flag-raising on campus.
The national flag rises with the sunrise.
Ah! I finally understand a truth:
If you love your motherland, you must love every inch of her land!