A row of copper bells sounded, which sounded quite crisp. From far to near, there are 55 colorful flowers across the river, rippling and echoing on the surface of the Mekong River, Yangshan Mountain and the coast, which embodies a theme in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people in China: the motherland! Guan Ju's voice in The Book of Songs; Qu yuan's "orange rhyme", ancient prose and Yuefu poetry, poetry Sanqu; Beijing Opera, Shaanxi Opera and Bangzi Drum Songs have praised your glorious historical years and magnificent landscapes. Yue Fei's tie is "full of river red", and Wen Tianxiang is one of Lu Xun's "elegies". Shout, sing your indomitable backbone and backbone Zhu Ziqing? "Back", sing the sacredness of your unyielding dignity. The bunch of wild flowers in Qu Qiubai's hand, the poor share Fang Zhimin's body, and the grass roots in Yang Jingyu's stomach; A patch on Liu Zhidan's chest, a lamp in a small room with a focal window, and a series of footprints preserved on the snowy plain of Kong Fansen sing your tenacity and tenacity, your soul and spirit. Dear motherland, picking roses and tea for mulberries and weaving lanterns with brocade; Shout for the sea and the river, sing the national anthem and the golden five-star red flag flying in the golden morning, singing for thousands of years, the vitality of emotional influence day and night. The fierce Yangtze River and Yellow River are strong, Mount Tai is strong, Kunlun Mountain is rugged, and the mountains and rivers of Wan Li are mighty walking distance. From the square, through Lei Feng's team, through the team of, through the team of Tang and China people, they walked out of China's national, spectacular and magnificent square with the most elegant, graceful and stylish pace! The blue sky overlooks the earth, and the Three Gorges Project is amazing. Dear motherland, five thousand years of connotation and accumulation, fifty-three years of sublation and inheritance, an oriental giant "Shenzhou" spacecraft and space shuttle; You can say, "No! "When you say. You have collected the widest popularity and prosperity in the world today. No matter how stormy it is, it is better than walking around. Peace and development are your earnest aspirations! The reasonable way to be calm, open-minded, deep, quiet and striding in the dawn of the new century! With the east wind blowing in The 16th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, a new generation of China leaders will lead the Chinese nation to new glories in the future.
I love my motherland, and I love the motherland with natural scenery.
I not only love my motherland, land, mountains and rivers, flowers and plants, trees, flowers and plants, stones, brick by brick, but also feel warm and worthy of my nostalgia and caress.
Needless to say, the Russian forest, the British sea, Finland and the lakes on Indonesian island have given China people their own magnificent natural pictures.
What is spent on Mount Everest is the Millennium of Xishuangbanna, the vast Loess Plateau, the northern plain of China, the secret of Cao, the mighty Yangtze River and Yellow River, the virgin forest of Daxing 'anling, the coconut blue sea, the vast green grassland, the northwest province of Hainan Island and the motherland with endless swamps, rivers and lakes! Which place doesn't pass by the workers who are working in their hands, which place doesn't pass by the sweat of workers and the soldiers who are bleeding?
I love our motherland! Strong winds, hail attacks, blows, frost and snow to stop it. Fire burned it, heavy rain washed it, slave owners of cavalry race trampled it, and imperialist shells bombarded it. However, despite these difficulties, it was a silent spring, and it also restored confidence to reflect the green business and Zheng's scenery in Wan Chai.
This is the answer of the workers in the motherland. Bare mountains, covered with dark green robes, hills turned into green valleys, piled up into vast rural areas, lush green seedlings, swamps turned into mirror-like lakes, and several bowed and restless rivers also expressed their willingness to run. ......
Mountain motherland, we will always be affectionate. When we sing a song for them, they always respond with equal loudness and enthusiasm.
I love the working people of my motherland. They opened up the wilderness, planted food, and chose the river or well where I grew up. BR/>； I miss my mother. She fed the milk. She stroked my head and slapped me in the face. To this day, my body can still feel the temperature of her arm.
I sometimes love the culture, my motherland. Reading China's famous poems aloud, I encountered the most subtle feeling, and felt this wonderful idea, beautiful picture of imagination, sonorous rhythm, melodious rhythm and tasteful implication charm. When I read something I was proud of, he felt fascinated by the repeated songs. When it touched my soul, I felt tears in the depths of the fold.
I love the language of my motherland. Every word, every word, it, with the flesh and blood of my life, jumps with my heart.
From the simplest sentence, I can think of a long list of people in the library, including mountains, Woods, cottages, fields, ponds and lakes.
I have been away from my motherland for several years. At that time, the motherland really couldn't say that it missed homesickness, and it was painful and happy. What is painful is the comrades far away from the motherland and the scenery of the mountains of the motherland; My happiness is that I missed such a great motherland.
The nature of the motherland often changes its clothes. In spring, it wears solemn red and gold colorful gaudy dresses in autumn and lush summer dresses in winter and summer; It is wearing an ordinary white robe.
The natural changes in this season promote the growth of new things.
This is the news of spring: look! The branches have slightly exposed some cyan, and outside the window, I saw the chirping of insects and began to hear them. I know a new generation of insects. In order to celebrate their new happiness, I am familiar with this language.
In spring, the temperature and humidity breeze of my health probe rides on the first window for consultation. "Thank you, lovely spring," I said.
The green spring grass is so soft, lush and full of vitality. Green grass extends all the way to the footprint of spring and can reach the distant horizon. ......
Therefore, grass can cause speculation and reverie more than flowers.
Flowers are blooming in front of her grave, and moss is covered with debris and garbage tiles. The world is changing, and spring is always in an endless cycle.
In the summer morning, the rural girl walked barefoot, and the dew on the grass was shining. She went to the milky way to fill up the water, and then drained a bucket of water. Larks are singing in the air, and the red light shines on her bright cheeks.
What a simple and beautiful worker this is.
In the middle of the night, summer is cool, and I have fallen asleep.
The moon, suddenly hearing the sound of knocking at my window, quietly told me that your son was having a Children's Day party with rural children in the mountain village where the Woods were separated by the accordion.
Autumn is full of red fruits and yellow leaves, but it also makes some trees feel a little too exposed because of childbirth and boredom.
In the clear autumn night, feathers are like clouds and veils in the sky, and the breeze slowly pulls up countless particles in the Tianhe District of the city, such as the bright and closed stars.
People's eyes are closed, and people forget that the sky is boundless!
Can Xuelian Coleman be produced in ice peaks and snow mountains? How does it compare with the water lily on the spring water caused by water waves?
Bees buzzed in the flower palace. I think this is a worker of the Song Dynasty!
Night will do everything. Trees will stand on tiptoe to look at the east in the distance, looking forward to the morning. Sure enough, the rosy sun came out soon, and it was pleasant to stay in the treetops with a bright smile.
At dusk, I saw him on the vast Yuan Ye as if drunk, collapsed and disappeared into the night. Tomorrow morning, he has disappeared, only to see the tall Xia Hong holding the rising sun.
Some people think that the toot of autumn insects makes Twilight bleak, while others think that the chirping of orioles increases the joy of spring.
Natural scenery and kind people often have different reactions because of their different status and situation.
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She has many famous scenic spots, but it is still my hometown in my mind. The most impressive thing is the spring water in Qianxi, which expands like two holes in a smiling bridge. Hazy eyes, small bridges and flowing water, people's umbrellas go away from time to time. On the other side, the red cotton blooms, swallows fly in the rain, there is a gust of wind, and the flute sounds intermittently. ...
I was lying on the bank of the Yangtze River in Jiang Tao. Listening to this voice, I think of Battle of Red Cliffs and Cai Shijie, the scene where Long Hair captured the hero of Yuezhou, and the battle of Tingsi Bridge during the First Revolutionary War. These figures are a thing of the past. In this new era, the giant forest near Lijiang is like a chimney of a factory.
The sage I am facing is the rolling Yangtze River, and I think of its development process.
First, but it is actually Koizumi dribbling snow mountain ice rock. Only gradually drop moss talc, then jump happily, and foam flows into the ravine. Later, it gradually developed, sometimes wandering between pastures in Qingxichuan. Sometimes it's a boiling roar, a waterfall with the main atmosphere in Yunfu city, and sometimes it's a mirror-like lake that quietly reflects the blue sky and white clouds, and sometimes it flies between mountain canyons in the rapids. A big river.
On weekends and holidays, I will also invite my constant companions to climb mountains.
We don't believe in the "immortals" in the misty mountains or the "blacksmiths" in the depths of white clouds.
We climb mountains, rest their brains, strengthen their physique, enrich their knowledge and exercise their revolutionary will.
When we climbed to the top of the mountain with great effort, turned around and walked through the winding path, and saw the falcon flying under our feet, he felt shouting and whistling. After ...
After climbing several hills, we saw a higher mountain overlooking us. Very easy to climb the last peak, looking around, I saw standing on the cliff, towering cliffs, jagged pines. Yes, Wang Yang sea? Cloud? The clouds, the sea and the gap are right under our feet. We can see the countryside and the horizon on the road. ...