As an adult, when I stood under the brightly colored party flag, listening to the majestic and stirring "Internationale", my blood was like the waves of the sea, rushing and surging, as if I saw a smoke-filled battlefield, and saw the heroic warriors who defied the odds and went to the front and back, and saw their blood staining the fluttering party flag, I secretly said to myself, I want to be like a candle, silently burning myself, always without complaint. I secretly said to myself, I want to be like a candle, quietly burning themselves, forever without complaint and without regret to be a dear and honorable people's teachers. I'm excited, I'm proud, I'm proud, I finally became a member of the party I envied for a long time.
The years have passed quietly, time has changed, when I see some late at night, holding a pregnant woman as if about to give birth to the belly, waving through the city, in and out of various entertainment venues of the people's cadres, my heart has a strange feeling. When I sat in front of the TV, enjoying the performance of Zhao Benshan skit "companion", my face covered with smiles, the heart outflow is sour bitter liquid. When I sat in the party life meeting, I reminded myself again and again, don't be like the camel of straight talk, that will forever let you be exiled to the desert in the middle of nowhere. Nowadays, in these days, God will not forgive you for telling the truth, the truth. Slowly, I have forgotten my rights and obligations, every July, the organization of the commissioner again and again blew me to pay the party fee, my numb heart, only to suddenly remember, alas, I am also a party member.
The relentless floods destroyed our homes, roaring dragons can not be intimidated by our respectable warriors, stepped forward, sacrificing their lives and forgetting their lives, standing in front of the flood peaks of our Chinese **** production members, they use flesh and blood and the masses of the people together, **** to build impregnable iron walls, and ultimately, won a great victory of the anti-flooding rescue!
SARS virus like the devil rampant in the crowd, one by one infected patients have fallen, but the grim reaper can not be scared of our dear and respectable white warriors, in this life and death situation, the white angels to the party organization submitted a blood boiling application to join the party, a number of excellent Chinese **** production party members to fight in the first line of the fight against the SARS virus, they have experienced the test of life and death, the test of life and death. They have gone through the test of life and death, and composed a song of the new era with their lives, a magnificent poem!
Under the night light, I once again took up the "History of the Chinese Revolution" to read, as if the same year, in the dark night, I saw the dawn of hope. When I listened to the beautiful melody of "Spring Story" once again, I heard the booming footsteps of reform and opening up, a prosperous, strong, great and flourishing motherland in front of our eyes.
The flood fighters, unafraid of the SARS virus, a number of white angels, a group of Chinese **** production members in the forefront of their fearlessness, and stood up to the heroism of the shocked my mind, moved by the tears washed away the dust of my mind, polishing my eyes blurred. This fire in July, this burning July ah, you woke up my sleeping heart, I first actively pay the long-lost party fee.
When I sang once again: "No **** production party, there is no new China" this old song, I am an ordinary and extremely ordinary China **** production party members and moved proud and proud!
In this red July, my heart is also burning!