The motherland is in my heart.

Open piles of yellowing history. In the modern history of China, we can see executioners holding bright steel knives, blood-sucking bats covered in blood, wolves gnawing at bloody hearts and lungs, flocks of eagles and dogs holding their heads, dripping with bright and harsh blood!

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 ...!

The motherland is in my heart (2):

"Dangdang Dangdang ..." As the bell rang, the students lined up neatly and gathered on the playground. Tian teacher, the counselor of the brigade, solemnly announced loudly: "Raise the national flag, play the national anthem and salute!" At this time, hundreds of small hands and five fingers were close together, and "shua" was raised above the head. At this moment, the campus was silent. 1000 many teachers and students looked at the five-star red flag with infinite reverence. Ah, up, up! The five-star red flag rises slowly in the majestic national anthem!

I look at this bright and dazzling five-star red flag, and my heart is surging and my thoughts are myriad. The familiar story suddenly turned into a vivid picture, with vague tears passing before my eyes: on the way to the 25 thousand-mile long March, brave Red Army soldiers braved bullets and crossed the stormy Dadu River under the guidance of the red flag; Endure hunger and cold, climb over the white snow-capped mountains; Overcoming many difficulties and trekking across the vast grassland ... In order to welcome the birth of the new China, dear Jiang Jie braved his head to get into the evil scum hole and embroidered a five-star red flag with his friends ... What excites me even more is that I seem to see founding ceremony of19491kloc-0/beloved Mao Zedong. I seem to see that in today's reform and opening-up, the CPC Central Committee is leading hundreds of millions of workers, peasants and intellectuals ..... to March into the four modernized and splendid years of 2000!

Ah, red flag, you are the glory and pride of the motherland. Countless revolutionary martyrs planted red flags all over China, and they smiled indifferently in the face of the enemy's butcher knives. Facing the sea of knives, mountains and rivers, and fires, they marched forward bravely, dyed the revolutionary flag red with blood, defended the red flag with their lives, and ushered in a beautiful today!

This ivory flagpole is only a dozen meters high, but it has shown a long and arduous journey! The red flag rose to the blue sky, and the "motherland" was deeply imprinted in my heart.

"After the ceremony!" The excited voice of the brigade counselor interrupted my thoughts, and I looked up at the red flag affectionately again. The red flag rose to the top of the flagpole, and the golden five-star was even more dazzling under the reflection of the morning sun. The red flag fluttered in the blue sky with the wind. At this time, the students are in high spirits and high morale. I stared at the red scarf on my chest and felt even redder, because it was a corner of the red flag, stained with blood by martyrs. It inspires me to carry on the legacy of my ancestors and always be ready to realize the lofty ideal of capitalism!

The flag-raising ceremony is over. I deeply feel that our motherland is very close to us. I gathered all my strength and strode to the classroom to start a new day's "Long March". ...

The motherland is in my heart (3):

The surging river, the rolling Yellow River and the rolling mountain roads all belong to our great motherland. The mountains and rivers of the motherland are magnificent, the rivers of the motherland are beautiful, and the mind of the motherland is extremely broad.

When the iron tellurium of the invaders trampled on our beautiful mountains and rivers, every conscientious China people had tears on their faces and blood in their hearts. For their sacred motherland, they groped in the dark and fought in humiliation.

Wen Yiduo was angry and looked at the assassin's pistol coldly; Ji Hongchang hung up the sign "I'm from China" and walked among foreigners with blue eyes and yellow hair. Zhang Xueliang and General Yang Hucheng resolutely launched the Xi 'an incident to save the nation from peril. ...

Hero long! Throughout the ages, elegies and earth-shattering stories are telling a simple and simple belief that the motherland is in my heart.

It is this absolutely pure son of Qian Qian who has propped up the backbone of our nation and the hope of our motherland. It is they who, on their own "today", wrote down March of the Volunteers worthy of the times with full blood, which made our * * * and national anthem resound through today's China, so magnificent.

Looking back on the 5,000-year history, I found the Great Wall, the soul of the motherland-that scar, which recorded many vicissitudes of life and behaved so tenaciously. This is a sign, a strength, a spirit and a desire! The Yangtze River-that is the pulse of the motherland! Jumping with endless throbbing, shedding endless feelings. Yellow River-that is the blood of the motherland, boiling, boiling, running, running, indestructible, holding high, how confident and proud! Five mountains-that's your palm, pointing to the desolate sky, poking at the sad land and angrily denouncing the ugly yes-men. ...

Shame and misfortune have become the past, and the Chinese nation has ushered in new glory. Since the reform and opening up 20 years ago, with the hard work of the broad masses of working people, we have made great progress in military affairs, science and technology, politics and sports. At the just-concluded Athens Olympic Games, athletes made China become a sports power for the first time by "sharpening a sword in ten years". The five-star red flag fluttered high over Athens again and again, and the vigorous and passionate national anthem of the people of China made countless Chinese sons and daughters surge with emotion and burst into tears.

"The motherland is in my heart", a simple six words, tells the voice of many Chinese sons and daughters. It is precisely because of this China heart that the revolutionary martyrs shed their blood, the Olympic athletes fought bravely and created brilliant achievements again and again. Every Chinese descendant will have a boiling passion when he sees the five-star red flag flying in the wind.

Our happy life now is the blood of revolutionary martyrs. Seeing the red scarf fluttering on my chest, I have such a belief in my heart that the motherland is my mother and the country is more important than my family. When I grow up, I will make her stronger with my hands.

The motherland has a vast territory, a long history, treasures everywhere and beautiful mountains and rivers. The wild horse of thought is galloping, and I draw my mother with my heart. Her long hair is a thousand rivers flowing leisurely, her tough and steep back is a continuous mountain peak, and her bright eyes are the water of Dongting Lake and the waves of West Lake!

The motherland is the Oriental Pearl, the soaring dragon in Asia and the rising sun in Ran Ran on the distant horizon. The motherland is in your heart, in my heart, in all our hearts!

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