National Day

There is a magical land in the east of the world, that is my motherland. My motherland is great, beautiful, full of vitality and vitality. Every day, there are many laughter spread throughout the country. I lament your purity, I am proud of your strength, I am proud of your success, I am passionate about your colorful seasons.

In spring, you are covered with green ribbons, elegant and flying, bright flowers, blue sky and clear water, and your light and soft body. You sing the little song of the stream, you listen to the symphony of the sea, the wind Child caressing the green grass, your life is like a hymn, with a beautiful melody, which not only uses songs, but also uses poetry to express, but also needs sincerity, love and hope to write. You have a colorful life.

Summer is like a cute and lively fairy, every place shows seductive youth, everyone envy you, praise you, play in the clear river. You are splendid in the hot, you are strolling in the huge space, it is so refreshing. You are dancing, you are singing and singing, you are painting beauty, you are weaving an intoxicating dream...

In the clear nature of the melody, you ushered in the cool autumn, in your warm embrace, always give people unlimited imagination, give people a strange idea, let people love you so much. You are the romantic feeling of the young man. After the event, you still keep your soft face. You are also a teenager who meditates silently, makes people like it, makes people love and pity, and is also a teenager’s unintentional maturity. You are pleased in the autumn. Touched, the harvest of the autumn wheat waves is boundless, the fruit is so rich, you give people the favor, people once again benefit from you.

The winter is crystal clear, pure, and even the surface of the water is covered with glittering ice. . In the middle of the twelfth lunar month, the road is like a bright moon, the branches are like pears, and the white cotton is falling from the sky.

You have a plum companion, and it is softly whispered with it. We also like your pure body, tough personality, whether I can exercise in your arms. , struggle, success?

Your country in the motherland is so wonderful. Every scene shows you a different person. Use your emotions to tell your perfection, intertwined, rushing, and constantly swaying in everyone’s mind. I deeply love the motherland, the sound of love, roaring, in the deepest part of the soul...

Sixth grade: Wall