An essay about keeping the motherland in my heart

Original has been published before, I hope it can help you

One world

The sky is high and the water is vast, and everyone is united to write a legend, describing the essence of China and bringing together the wonders of Kyushu.

Galloping the vastness, one vein of blood and energy composes a landscape, inheriting the spirit of heaven and earth, and adhering to the charm of rivers and mountains.

——Inscription

The first swallow is the sea, and the last is the desert. The dragon in the east climbs up and down the mountain, watching the beacon fire of thousands of years. In the past, China repeatedly trudged through the desert of disasters, and a bloodline supported the Chinese people, imprinting the persistence of thousands of years of blood and tears!

A waterfall, broken jade, it is not just water that creates this scenic spot. The Chinese people embrace hundreds of rivers, and they are not soft and boneless. Once they encounter a difficult and cold winter, they will freeze for three thousand miles. The ice, sharp edges, don't scatter, just unite. What is in the chest is the blood of China. Only with it can a nation be reborn, not afraid of hardships and dangers, and united as one.

The footsteps of the years are traversing history, and thoughts are flying like weeds, but those faces that are still fresh can be vaguely seen. Looking at the heroes leaving the changing water, the autumn wind sings the world of mortals. Jing Ke's atmosphere traveled through the time and space of life and death, leaving only one final sound: It was obviously destined to be fruitless, it was obvious that the hegemony was empty, it was obvious that the green mountains were still there, it was obvious that what was waiting for was just a moment of history, but whose eternity was taken away? ! The persistence of the Chinese people has existed since ancient times. Even though tens of thousands of people have gone to where the Tao is, I will go where the righteousness is. I will not regret it after all my money has been spent. I will not think that the darkness ahead will stop me from moving forward. Therefore, from generation to generation, Chinese people will continue to pursue their goals. When we say goodbye, we don’t care about the tears we shed after many hardships. We just want to walk on the road and fight with great pride.

I vaguely remember the loud noise in 2008, when a Sichuan city was seriously injured. Wenchuan on May 12th was gray, but green with life. It became the backbone of the epicenter, supporting the little bits of light that survived in the ruins. The river of time flowed through the path of compassion like blood, and a pair of hands held it. Dust, looking for the last sign of survival underground. The sky wept and the earth wept, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and then Sichuan and then China became tragic. A small amount of hope requires a lot of hard work, and supplies come from all directions. The ancient Chinese country, which had always been gentle and elegant, suddenly became invincible and unstoppable. Let all people unite and persevere to walk out of the annals of history, and the new generation can see the soul of China, which is a power that comes from the bottom of the heart. Such a nation has a calm and unhurried resistance even in disasters.

Open your inquiring eyes and see clearly the new life of a nation in front of you. The machine rumbled and the colors were bright. Hundreds of millions of people work silently beside the Jiuqu Yellow River, in exchange for abundant harvests and fragrance for thousands of miles. On that distant and broken sky, "Shenzhou 7" used its majestic appearance to complete the dreams of Chinese people for thousands of years. A majestic spirit guided 1.3 billion hands to write the splendid dream that they have been waiting for day and night. movement.

In the hurried years, I raised my whip and watched the Chinese nation write down the complex sentences of history one by one. They were not afraid of hardships and dangers, united as one, and used their souls to paint this side of time and space with a conspicuous color!