Chinese dream

Talking about the Chinese dream, there are always endless topics. But I am the quietest one on this topic...

For me, dreams are always out of reach. So I won't touch the dream, let alone talk about the dream. But this time, I want to slap the ink and write a story: I belong to myself, about the dream of the motherland.

Since childhood, there have been very few things that have aroused my attention to the lightness of my temper. However, after watching Chinese history, the devastation of the motherland left me with a profound influence. At that time, the strange feeling felt that I couldn’t understand it now. I turned it into a sharp blade and inserted it in my heart, tearing the general pain. At that time, I made the first daydream; the first time I strongly hoped that China would stand up!

I have been proud of the splendid mountains and rivers of the motherland. I have been obsessed with the millennial cultural history of China. I once proudly said: "I am Chinese!"

In fact, I have always understood that this is also a dream, an abstract dream.

The reality of China is not enough. On that day, this dream will be remembered and history. I have no idea what I know, but I have been looking forward to the dream in my heart. Do your best, look forward to, wait, and do.

Until now, I can't completely write down and explain the Chinese dream that sinks into my heart. I can only fill in my own dreams when I have written countless times.

Fourth grade: Li Wei