Hongyun slogan

Praise you, my China.

China is a dragon,

Carrying a history of five thousand years.

Between ancient times and the future,

Pentium and soaring.

China is a great mother,

Raised hundreds of millions of children.

After vicissitudes of life, but defending peace,

Strong and kind.

China is very big.

There are towering mountains and wide rivers here.

It's 9.6 million kilometers in total.

China is very small.

He rises and falls with my pulse,

Supporting my soul, my life.

China, my dear motherland,

I want to be a young eagle spreading its wings and flying,

Stop on your green branch,

My increasingly mature singing voice,

It will make you more energetic.

Praise you, my China-

You are a huge lion,

Stand proudly.

Bless you, my China-

Take off,

Create new glories!

2. Praise China's prose.

homeland

What is it, like a sword that cuts through the iron curtain of the years and shines brightly? What is it, like a huge priest waking a sleeping lion and yelling at the strong voice of the times? What is it, if it is a monument, to publicize the melody of marching and remember the hardships of starting a business? This is my great motherland! Friend! This is my motherland's 50th birthday!

Fifty years is a moment in the long history. But what kind of storms have stirred up in these 50 years? In the past 50 years, we have cleaned up the sludge and turbid water; In these fifty years, I am determined to change the world. In fifty years, clouds have covered my eyes several times; Fifty years later, the National Games finally turned the corner. I want to ask, eight thousand miles away, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are smooth, the motherland, have you ever frosted your temples? I want to ask, it's still easy to fly around. What's on your mind? I meditated in the misty rain of South Lake, I wandered in the residual photos of Xiangjiang River, I searched in the broken walls of Taierzhuang, and I inquired under the neon lights of Nanjing. In my opinion, the motherland, the millions of lions crossing the Yangtze River, is your spewing anger, and the mushroom cloud over Jiuquan Satellite Base is your proud figure. The music of "Dongfanghong" is the best interpretation of the national spirit, but isn't the red handprint of the farmers in Xiaogang village a touch of blood from Tan Zhuangfei on the street of Yanshi? The pursuit of truth, the control of history and the pursuit of ideals are the main themes of every day and night in the past 50 years.

Friend, did you hear the applause of the United Nations General Assembly to restore the people's seat in China? When you saw the Prime Minister off in Shili Long Street, did you hear the sad cry? Did you see the smiling face when the big slogan "Hello Xiaoping" was printed? Have you seen the touching face of the people's soldiers when they are guarding against death? You heard, you saw, this is the living motherland.

Or the firewood smoke everywhere in indigenous steelmaking, or the angry sword in private practice. When you look at it, you may lament the dislocation of history, but it can better reflect the difficulty of finding it.

Fifty years, in the blink of an eye Fifty years, how admirable! Respectable! You can feel it! Alas! Fifty years of hard work and courage. In the past 50 years, you have been a trumpet marching along the Yalu River, the first heavy artillery to land on the front line of Kinmen, and a pickaxe to split the hard ice on the Qinghai-Tibet line. You are a sharp sickle that cuts into the golden autumn, you are a signal launched by a launch vehicle, and you are also a safety helmet at a depth of 800 meters. This is our dear motherland! She is so sacred, solemn and inviolable, and so specific and clear.

Friends, please cherish every day! Your firm steps towards the palm of your hand, your proper comments on documents, every speech you make on the podium, your computer drawing, your greenhouse vegetable garden, the silver sweat on your forehead, and your vigorous and powerful brushwork. It is a portrayal of my dear motherland and my friends.

My friend, please cherish every dawn and don't empty every gray hair. Come on, friends, let's shed the blood of youth and cast the national building in the new century!

3. Great achievements during the war

Chen Bozhi's book.

General Chen's first step: I am lucky to be safe. Only when the general bravely champions the three armies can he become famous in the world, abandon the ambition of sparrows and let Mu Honghu have a high look. Yesterday, due to the change of the machine, I met the wise Lord; Meritorious service, the founding of the country is called loneliness. Zhu Hub, Wan Li, how powerful! How did you ever fight for the lost Lu and kneel in the vault for the sound of cymbals?

You go to a gentleman, not because of him, you can't look at yourself internally, suffer from outside gossip, indulge in it, and so on. The holy dynasty forgives sins and blames merits, abandons defects and hires, pushes the heart of the world and opposes everything; What the general knows is true. Zhu Bi of wyndell dichinson is his friend and Oscar Pistorius Zhang Xiu is his son. The master of the Han Dynasty didn't doubt it, but Wei Jun treated it as before. Generally speaking, there is no evil in the past, but honor is more important than now. Husband is confused, knowing that the opposite is true; Not far, the first yard is high. Lord, swallowing a boat is a leak; What can I say if General Song and Bai don't point out that relatives are at peace, the platform is not tilted, and my love concubine is still there, and my heart is long? Today, heroes are famous and yan zhen is orderly. Pei Zi is pregnant with yellow, and his praise is clever; Take the opportunity to build festivals and be a frontier. And punish the horse as an oath and pass it on to future generations. General cotton-padded jacket borrowed his life alone to drive away the length of felt hair, preferring not to be sad!

With the strength of Murong Chao, my husband sent Yao Hongzhi, the city of the East, to the West. It is known that frost and dew are everywhere, and infertility is heterogeneous; In the old Ji Han kingdom, there were no bastards. Beilu invaded and stole the Central Plains, and occupied the land for many years. Evil accumulates, evil gains, and the truth is terrible. The situation is hypocritical and cunning, self-defeating; The tribe broke up. Chief Hao guessed two. Let's just say that this is a beautiful palace with its head hanging on the street, while ordinary fish swim in a boiling pot and swallows nest on the flying screen. What a surprise!

In late spring and March, the grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River, the peanut trees are mixed, and the orioles fly around. It is not embarrassing to see the flag and drum of the old country and feel that you were born in the past. Therefore, even thinking about Zhao Jiang and Woods crying about Xihe, human feelings are also; The general is ruthless! If you want to learn the rules early, you will be blessed.

Today's emperors are prosperous and the world is at peace. White rings are offered in the west, and arrows come from the east. Yelang Dianchi Lake, please do it; North Korea's Changhai has been rebuilt. Only Betty's ambition is to dig between sand and sand and prolong the life of the years. His Royal Highness Linchuan, an army of China, is a close relative of Mingde Mao, and he has always been loyal. Hanging the people and drowning, the crime of cutting Qin. If you don't change, just think about it, talk about it and be careful. Qiu Chi nodded.