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The motherland is in my heart

On the bells and tripods covered with oracle bones, read the spirituality of the motherland’s childhood; on the Great Wall covered with beacons, read the boldness of the motherland’s youth; On the earth covered with poetry and science, read the maturity of the motherland in its prime...

I want to say it but don’t want to say it, but I have also seen the weakness of the motherland, on the charred ruins of the Old Summer Palace, I see the motherland as a pool of blood; on Deng Shichang's brave "Zhiyuan Ship", I see the motherland as a ball of fire. But my motherland has not sunk. In the east of Asia, I hold up the mountains and seas with my broad arms, hold the descendants of Yan and Huang in my arms, repair the incomplete years with thatch and adobe bricks, and feed the hungry lives with wild vegetables and gruel. Mr. Sun Yat-sen began to plan the strategy of governing the country in the dark. Mao Zedong supported the flesh and bones of the nation on the barren land. Deng Xiaoping enlarged the vicissitudes of his pupils and guided the troubled motherland to miraculously emerge from the storms of the century. Pass!

Drift down along the source of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, cross the Hukou, pass through Guandong, walk through the Three Gorges, and run to the sea. In the Hexi Corridor and the North China Plain, I saw the richness and vastness of the motherland, and saw the motherland's transcendence running day and night like a thousand-mile horse; in the Yangtze River Delta and the Pearl River Delta, I saw the majesty and majesty of the motherland, and saw the neon lights of the motherland's prosperity twinkling day and night, as bright as the Milky Way...

The motherland that gives me the color of my skin, the motherland that gives me wisdom and courage. Although in the countryside, there are still the longing eyes of children who have dropped out of school; although in cities and towns, there are still laid-off female workers complaining helplessly, I know that there are more waves of reform, breaking through the old concepts and the shackles of the old system, ushering in the new century. Brilliant sunrise!

This is a motherland that eliminates the old and establishes the new. This is a motherland that is boiling and rising; this is a motherland that is at its peak. I have so many words that they can form a history, and I have so many words that they can form a galaxy, but the one that I say the most and the most emotionally is - take off for the motherland, auspicious motherland, auspicious motherland.

The motherland is in my heart

Drifting down along the source of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, from the riverside where "Kankan is good at everything" in the "Book of Songs" to "Historical Records" The realm of the Chu River and the Han Dynasty is like a golden war and an iron horse; from Li Daoyuan's "Shui Jing Zhu" to Su Dongpo's "The Great River Goes East", I see the pulsating motherland on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau; I see the motherland with the undulating loess slopes; I see the vast fireworks and thousands of sails. A motherland where hundreds of rivalries compete for victory; a motherland where peaks leap, plains gallop, and long rivers whip.

On the bell and tripod covered with oracle bones, read the spirituality of the motherland’s childhood; on the Great Wall covered with beacon fires, read the boldness of the motherland’s youth; on the land covered with poetry and science, read The maturity of the motherland in its prime...

I want to say it but don’t want to say it. I have also seen the weakness of the motherland. On the charred ruins of the Old Summer Palace, I saw the motherland as a pool of blood; under Deng Shichang’s bravery On the "Zhiyuan Ship", I saw the motherland as a ball of fire. But my motherland has not sunk. In the east of Asia, I hold up the mountains and seas with my broad arms, hold the descendants of Yan and Huang in my arms, repair the incomplete years with thatch and adobe bricks, and feed the hungry lives with wild vegetables and gruel. Mr. Sun Yat-sen began to plan the strategy of governing the country in the dark. Mao Zedong supported the flesh and bones of the nation on the barren land. Deng Xiaoping enlarged the vicissitudes of his pupils and guided the troubled motherland to miraculously emerge from the storms of the century. Pass!

Drift down along the source of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, cross the Hukou, pass through Guandong, walk through the Three Gorges, and run to the sea. In the Hexi Corridor and the North China Plain, I saw the richness and vastness of the motherland, and saw the motherland's transcendence running day and night like a thousand-mile horse; in the Yangtze River Delta and the Pearl River Delta, I saw the majesty and majesty of the motherland, and saw the neon lights of the motherland's prosperity twinkling day and night, as bright as the Milky Way...

The motherland that gives me the color of my skin, the motherland that gives me wisdom and courage. Although in the countryside, there are still the longing eyes of children who have dropped out of school; although in cities and towns, there are still laid-off female workers complaining helplessly, I know that there are more waves of reform, breaking through the old concepts and the shackles of the old system, ushering in the new century. Brilliant sunrise!

This is a motherland that eliminates the old and establishes the new. This is a motherland that is boiling and rising; this is a motherland that is at its peak.

I have so many words that they can form a history, and I have so many words that they can form a galaxy, but the one that I say the most and the most emotionally is - take off for the motherland, auspicious motherland, auspicious motherland.

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

When the invaders' iron and tellurium trampled on our beautiful mountains and rivers, every Chinese with conscience shed tears on his face and in his heart Bleeding. For the sake of the sacred and inviolable motherland in their hearts, they groped in the darkness and fought in humiliation.

Wen Yiduo rose up and raised his eyebrows coldly at the assassin's pistol; Ji Hongchang wrote "I The wooden sign with the slogan "We are Chinese" walked among the foreigners with blue eyes and yellow hair; Zhang Xueliang and General Yang Hucheng resolutely launched the Xi'an Incident in order to save the nation from peril...

Heroes are long gone! Throughout the ages, tragic songs and earth-shattering stories that make ghosts and gods weep, all tell the story of a simple and simple belief that the motherland is in my heart.

It is these thousands of innocent children who hold up the nation. The backbone of our nation and the hope of our motherland; it is they who, on their "today", used their full blood to compose the "March of the Volunteers" worthy of the times, which made our today's Communist Party and national anthem resound throughout China. , so majestic, so majestic and loud.

Looking back on five thousand years of history, I found that the Great Wall, the essence of life of the motherland, that scar recorded so many vicissitudes of life and showed such tenacity. It was a symbol and a kind of Power, a spirit, a yearning! Yangtze River--that is the pulse of the motherland! Jumping with never-ending throbbing, swaying with endless sadness. The Yellow River - that is the blood of the motherland, boiling, boiling, rushing, rushing, invincible, moving forward high-spirited, how confident and proud it is! The Five Mountains - that is your palm, pointing to the desolate sky, poking at the sad ground, angrily scolding the ugly traitors...

Shame and misfortune have become a thing of the past, and the Chinese nation has ushered in new glory. . Over the past two decades of reform and opening up, thanks to the hard work of the working people, we have made considerable progress in military, science and technology, politics, and sports. At the just-concluded Athens Olympics, athletes relied on their "ten years of hard work" to make China a sports power for the first time. The five-star red flag flew high over Athens again and again, and the majestic and passionate national anthem of the People's Republic of China and the People's Republic of China made countless Chinese people's hearts surge and tears filled their eyes.

"The motherland is in my heart", these six simple words express the aspirations of many Chinese people. It is precisely because of such a Chinese heart that revolutionary martyrs shed their lives and blood, Olympic athletes fought bravely and achieved brilliance repeatedly, and every descendant of Yan and Huang will be excited and excited when they see the five-star red flag fluttering in the wind.

Our current happy life is bought with the blood of revolutionary martyrs. When I see 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 the child. Home, when she grows up, use her hands to build her stronger.

The motherland has a vast territory, a glorious history, treasures all over the mountains and plains, and beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers. The wild horse of thought is galloping, and I describe my motherland with my heart. Her long flowing hair is like thousands of rivers flowing leisurely, her strong and steep spine is like the continuous mountain peaks, and her bright eyes are like The water of Dongting, the waves of West Lake!

The motherland is the pearl of the East, the soaring dragon of Asia, and the rising sun on the distant horizon. The motherland is in your heart, in my heart, in the hearts of all of us!

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