Happy National Day

Today is your birthday, my China, I will fly a group of white pigeons in the morning, give you a golden wheat ear, the pigeons fly in the storm..." This song was sung yesterday, but today, This song also applies. Because today, the Republic has celebrated its 63rd birthday.

Our great motherland has a cultural heritage of 5,000 years, cultural relics, rare minerals, and that is endless. She nurtured generations of Chinese with a huge "body" and selfless love. They are kind, courageous and hard-working, making the country increasingly prosperous. I, a young boy of the 21st century, is ambitious and eager to think that one day he can contribute to the motherland. From an early age, I was greatly influenced by my family. When I was learning the language, my mom and dad told me about the story of the motherland from suffering to prosperity. Since then, my heart has deeply engraved two magnificent characters of the "homeland" - the motherland!

What a beautiful, sacred and solemn term! It is full of the language and feelings of our 1.3 billion Chinese people. It is a bit of a glimpse of the Chinese children's skeleton and flesh. I also clearly remember that when I gloriously wore a bright red scarf, the blood in my heart could not help but pick it up. At that time, I silently volunteered in my heart: I must work hard from now on and be a peace messenger in the future. "Be prepared to fight for communism! Always ready!" This is composed of sixteen ordinary Chinese characters that make up an extraordinary call. Every time, when I swear this sentence with the most serious and loud voice, the reverence and understanding of the motherland has been raised to a higher level.

Zhou Enlai once said: "Reading for the rise of China, ..." throwing the earth and making a sound, and their unbending spine finally propped up the blue sky of their own country! Therefore, we no longer mourn, because this Eastern "master" who has slept for a hundred years has finally stood up in the world. A pool of clear water, a cup of loess, a dark sound, a green tree, a butterfly that has been soaked in the rain by the rain... It’s all you, my country! A plate of clear moon, a squid, an eyebrow, a shallow smile... that is you, my country! Turning over the history of 5,000 years, I found the essence of your life: the Great Wall - the scar, the record of how many vicissitudes of life, and the performance is so tenacious, it is a kind of logo, but also a kind of strength, a spirit, a yearning! The Yangtze River - that is your pulse! Jumping with inexhaustible swaying, swaying endless love! And... the Yellow River is your blood? Boiling, that is boiling, running, unable to destroy, head forward, what confidence and pride!

Your grass and trees, one mountain and one stone, and the first look of one eye make me feel at ease. I try to put every wrinkle, every piece of old, every time I blame, every time I care... I remember it. Ji swayed in the chest, letting himself in the body, causing inconvenience...

I love my motherland, I am proud of being a Chinese child, a Chinese descendant, a Chinese!

Sixth grade: Lu Zibo