I love my My motherland is the grapes of Turpan; the melon of Hami; the pineapples of Hainan Island, the duck pears of Tianjin; the snow-white cotton of Guanzhong Pingchuan; the golden rice on both sides of the Yangtze River; the fat and pudgy yaks and sheep of the Tibetan Plateau, the spruce and red pines of the Daxing'anling and Xiaoxing'anling Straight and Straight; the stacks and stacks of bamboo shoots in the bazaar baskets and baskets of eggs; in the department store
I love my motherland, my motherland is the East China Sea fishing boat point of white sails; is the evening sun in the western mountains in the red leaves; is Longjing orchid like the rich fragrance of green tea; is Jingdezhen eggshell transparent porcelain; is the Yellow River's waves, the Great Wall's dragon Running; is the solemnity of the Yungang Grottoes, Dunhuang frescoes gorgeous ......
I love my motherland, my motherland is Qu Yuan's poetry, Lu Xun's articles; is Zhang Heng's wind and geodesy, Chen Jingrun's mathematical crown of the jewel; is the female volleyball team girls to win the world champion of the gold medals, mountaineers inserted into the five-starred red flag on Mt. Everest! ......
I love my motherland, my motherland is a border post warriors muzzle of the quasi-star; is the port navigator's hat on the brim of the coat of arms; is the coat of arms on the
Tian'anmen clear blue sky, the pigeon whistles under the blue sky, pigeons fly back to the Huabiao and piled up with flowers on the People's Heroes Monument ......
I love my motherland, which is the paper that depicts the blueprint of modernization; the compass that guides the way forward, and the movable type that spreads civilization; the crackling firecrackers made of gunpowder for celebrating festivals, and the colorful salutes that spray the night sky... ...
I love my motherland, which is the 9.6 million square kilometers of land where my grandfather sowed crops and cultivated fruit trees; the more than 100-meter-high cranes where my father
loaded and unloaded containers and lifted and lowered prefabricated cement panels; and the scaffolding where neighboring aunts and uncles built block after block of flats
and which rose every day! ......
I love my motherland, my motherland is my grandmother who urged me to sleep with her children's songs; my mother who fed me with her breast milk; my teacher who taught me to recognize the phonetic alphabet and learn +- x ÷; my counselor who let me put on the red scarf and listened to my answer "always ready" ... ...