I speak my mind to my country. 500 words are urgently needed. Thank you.

Motherland! I want to tell you my heart. I can't afford expensive gold and silver jewelry for you. I walk in the Jianghu, and only a sincere heart can keep it for you!

I turned around and said, get out, little guy! Get out of my sunshine! Little guy, send it! Don't try to steal the fruit from my branch! I don't sell any fruit! No! Mature in the branches, fall in the soil, pulp is nutrition, mature fruit is ten seedlings, I let them grow, I have the responsibility to leave green to future generations!

Motherland! I want to tell you my heart! I can't spit out lotus flowers. I'm short-sighted. I'm not what you want, but I know: look up at people and bow down to do things. I do things that others don't understand, because I don't work for money, I work for future generations. I do what I want to do.

I turned around: life liar, leave me alone! I've been gone for many years, and I hate clowns coming to my stage! I hold fragrant teas and entertain gentlemen and people with lofty ideals from all walks of life. I scold those people who have left their homes for personal fame and fortune to their face.

The motherland cultivates them, but they sell their wisdom to foreigners. Material exchange is their soul, and the motherland has not yet developed. We need his children. Our son is not leaving forever and becoming a national of other countries, but adding bricks and tiles.

Motherland! In fact, I am a swordsman with a sword on my head! All the people who encroach on my fruit look taller and stronger than me, but I have this sword from my motherland!

The motherland is unique, the national feelings are unshakable, and socialism is unshakable. This is our reliance and our belief. My motherland! Today is your birthday. I stood alone by the sea, with the bright moon above my head, singing "I am with my motherland".