Who can give me an 800-word ode to China?

You can walk hundreds of millions of miles in 30 years.

Ten million mountains can be turned over in thirty years.

After thirty years of reform, we have made great progress.

Thirty years after opening up, we are roaring and singing.

China, you have come a long way in 5,000 years.

Motherland, how many years have you been poor and weak?

1978

A pair of giant hands can see the sun through the clouds and send winter to welcome summer.

Qian Fan is racing on the rolling Yangtze River.

The sheepskin raft in the Yellow River also sailed east.

Poverty is no longer glory.

Rich countries will not be a myth.

In spring, he paints lightly with colored pens.

Shenzhen Zhuhai Guangzhou Shekou

Tall buildings stand tall.

Motherland, a dream of five thousand years in thirty years.

In the Tang Dynasty, Dunhuang flew in the sky and was covered with lotus flowers.

The ancient and solemn China watch stands upright and flies into the sky.

Thirty years is the starting point of history.

In the past 30 years, there have been waves of unrest in the long river.

Thirty years, how many times have the sun, the moon and the stars reincarnated?

Long years can always temper a nation's will.

The vast sky will always test the eagle spreading its wings and flying.

In the past 30 years, China has taken a very extraordinary road.

Flood control, flood control, snow disaster resistance and earthquake relief.

Unite as one, national harmony

The fields are boundless and the grains are like mountains;

EMU, overpass;

Damming the Three Gorges;

Hosting the Olympic Games and joining the WTO;

Laser phototypesetting and hybrid rice;

Expressway, videophone;

Lenovo Computer, Alibaba;

Rejuvenating the country through science and education, Shenzhou is busy flying.

The motherland is striding like a fly towards prosperity.

two

The wind said, remember him.

His voice, like spring thunder, has been hidden in rich land;

Rain said, remember him.

His tears washed away the dust and dirt of shame;

The sun said, remember him.

His childlike innocence has turned the magnificent rosy clouds into the world;

The sky said, remember him.

His soul turned into thousands of stars in the boundless night sky.

Thirty years, our gentle shoulders

Has been able to stir up a huge beam of light in the sky

Thirty years, we waved.

Can set off a torrent of century soup.

Even if ordinary as stone.

It will also be piled up into an immortal statue.

Even if ordinary as a lily.

A bunch of lilacs.

a rose

Or a rose

In spring

We should also make the fragrant life bloom into a brilliant sky.

homeland

The strings of life play.

Like a rushing river.

Flying dreams are always like peony flowers.

China, you have given me pain.

It gives me pride and hope.

Thirty years of passion has precipitated the years.

On the towering mountain peak

Overlooking history, the rain dance is crazy.

The place where the clouds fly is far away.

The thick backbone bears the waves of foreign countries.

stroll leisurely

three

Motherland, my love has become a beautiful scenery.

I leaned over to see the Three Gorges Dam.

Bi Tao, Wan Li is picturesque in spring.

I'm sitting in a gorgeous bird's nest.

Into a fire phoenix, aura fills the air.

I flew to the Seven Gods soaring into the sky.

The vast space is covered with five-star red flags.

China spirit has melted into pieces of black land.

1300 million people carry forward the past and create great achievements and miracles.

Thirty years, the nation is immortal, reform and opening up.

For a hundred years, the spring breeze is not old, singing and dancing.

300 years, sail straight ahead, happy and healthy.

For a thousand years, glaciers and deserts have become.

Pine, cypress, green grass and flowery soil.

I saw those auspicious birds.

In this rose-blooming campus

Wandering and singing again

In this rose-blooming campus

Wandering and singing again