An essay on the theme of regression

In a blink of an eye, Hong Kong, the Pearl of the Orient, has returned to the embrace of the motherland for ten years. As this year coincides with the whole decade, there are many reports about Hong Kong in the media. As a result, my thoughts were also pulled back to ten years ago.

1997, I am still single. I have a rest on June 30th. Early in the morning, I bought enough food for three days, because I plan to stay in front of the TV for the next few days so as to see Hong Kong return to the motherland. On such a day of national celebration, food should certainly be improved. I remember I bought my favorite pig's trotters. After breakfast, I began to watch TV programs about the return of Hong Kong.

While watching TV, I also put the wonderful programs on the video recorder for future viewing. At about eleven o'clock in the evening, I searched all the TV stations that I could receive. It turns out that all channels of all TV stations are broadcasting CCTV programs in parallel, except one provincial TV station that broadcasts a gala program to celebrate the return of Hong Kong. This is the first time I have encountered this phenomenon.

When July 1st came, I heard long and warm firecrackers everywhere. I know, this is the people of Chengjiang celebrating the return of Hong Kong. I watched TV all night. For a while, I fell asleep watching it. After waking up, keep watching. During the day, I didn't even go out of the house. It's the first time for me to watch TV for such a long time.

In the sleepless night to welcome the return of Hong Kong, my thoughts have been restless. Many humiliating events in China's modern history come to mind together. I was indignant at losing my rights and humiliating my country, and I was overjoyed to recover Hong Kong. A few years later, I used many poems to express these feelings.

It is an honor for our generation to witness that the territory occupied by foreign invaders for a century and a half has been redrawn into the territory of the motherland. 1 July, 9971Sunday is a day full of happiness in my life.