A 20-meter-high flagpole stands in the center of the square, a five-star red flag fluttering in the wind, the flagpole below the six hundred and forty pots of flowers will be closely surrounded by the flagpole in the middle. North of the square is the Torch Building, building in front of the sky, floating six large balloons hung with banners, banners written on the slogans to celebrate the holiday. West of the square, the city government office building in the center of the roof is also flying a five-star red flag, the flag hangs under the golden national emblem, the roof of the front of the building has 25 knife-shaped colorful flags, so that the building has become both solemn and full of festive atmosphere. On the east side are Liaoning Grand Theater, Museum and Telecom Building, although no more colorful flags and slogans can be seen from these buildings, but their white, green and green tones look cleaner than usual. The south side of the square is arranged as a three-dimensional large flower bed. It consists of three parts: the center of the flower bed was round, its external diameter of 24 meters, the center of the flower bed for the 15-meter diameter circular musical fountain, with the changes in the rhythm of the music can be sprayed out of eight kinds of water shape, the center of the height of the column of water up to 15 meters; the center of the flower bed on the east side of a 10-meter-long, 4-meter-wide, 3-meter-high "to celebrate the 55th anniversary of the founding of the country," the three-dimensional Group word flower bed, which echoed with the center flower bed; center flower bed on both sides of the north and south, each with a diameter of 2 meters, 1.8 meters high by the flowers composed of large flower baskets.
Many young students scrambling to take pictures, a male high school students open arms, hands on the waist, head high, chest full of vigor; an elementary school students wearing school uniforms, holding a red balloon pursed lips smile; there is a four or five year old boy and a little girl, they are wearing a red striped blouse on the white ground, blue jeans, are holding a pinball and a glass ball, side by side to stand, the two They were standing side by side, with big smiles on their round faces, perhaps a pair of dragon and phoenix babies!
Two young couples pushed a wheelchair in which sat a grandmother with silver hair. The old woman's eyes were shining, and although she didn't hear her say anything, her slight smile was enough to express her happy holiday mood.
It was a beautiful and lively National Day!
2I have made a pilgrimage to the motherland's four seasons of beauty, I have paid a visit to the motherland's famous mountains and rivers. Whenever the motherland into the embrace of the motherland, my heart ah! I'm not sure if I've ever been to a place where I've had a good time, but I'm sure I've had a good time.
With a feeling of immense reverence, I climbed to the summit of Mount Tai and saw a red sun bursting forth ......
I visited the White Mountains and Black Waters, and saw the prosperity and abundance of the motherland. Climbed the coral reefs of the Nansha Islands ah! I felt the vastness of the motherland. In the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan, I heard the sons and daughters of the motherland gas running thunder of the heart. That a burst of loud into the clouds of the sky of the mighty gongs and drums, the sound of the earth-shattering mellow shouts, that a team of forceful and neat pace, expressed my brothers and sisters of a passion.
The foot of the Tianshan Mountain, deep in the quicksand, I saw the desert, the Yangtze River sunset round the strange and dangerous beauty of the scene, that is not a mirage of illusion, that is not a nightmare in paradise. That is the call of the horn of the development of the Great Northwest.
I stand on the Tibetan Plateau at the top of the snowy area, drinking a cup of soothing intoxication pleasant milk tea, celebrating the fifty-six nationalities of harmony and prosperity.
I wandered in the paradise on earth next to the red meadow of Shangri-La, examining the vicissitudes of life, thousands of ancient bunkers, I realized the responsibility and dignity of a Chinese.
I followed the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the footsteps of a slender man, caressing the fiber rope worn by the deep imprints of the stone columns, the heart is like a tide, tearful, suffering the motherland ah! You are so resilient and tenacious!
I stand in the gullies of the Loess Plateau, hold a handful of hot loess on my heart, I feel the warmth of the motherland.
Hemudukou a grain of rice seed confirmed: living in the Chinese nation on this piece of land ah! Cohesion of human ingenuity, wisdom and hard work.
The high gorges and flat lakes of the Yangtze River water confirms: no high unattainable, the river water on the earth ah! Can be linked to the Milky Way in the sky.
The Terracotta Warriors of Qin Shi Huang show the world that China is an indomitable people, although they have been sleeping underground for 2,000 years, they still do not fall down, do not collapse, do not yield.
The black and heavy iron cannons of the Dagu Kou Fortress proclaimed: a weak country has no diplomacy, and the sleeping lion can only stand up with a long sword.
A nation without a country is a nation of humiliation, a nation of cowardice is a poor nation. A person can have no home but not without the motherland, no matter where you come from, no matter where you go, no matter in which corner of the world, whenever you encounter difficulties and setbacks, as long as the loud voice: "I am Chinese! My motherland - is China!" You will always be helped and encouraged, and friendly and reverent gazes will all converge on you.
I once again climbed to the summit of Mount Tai, in the place where generations of forefathers have stopped, looking forward, looking forward, looking forward to once again the red sun of the East, the eruption, the rise.
3Today is your birthday, my China, early in the morning I fly a flock of doves, for you to bring a golden wheat, doves in the wind and rain flew through ...... "The song was sung yesterday, but today, the song is equally applicable. Because today, **** and the country ushered in the 61st birthday
Our great motherland has five thousand years of cultural heritage, cultural relics, rare minerals, that is more than enough. She used a huge "body" and selfless love to nurture generations of Chinese people. They are kind, courageous, hardworking farming, so that the country is increasingly prosperous. I, a young man of the twenty-first century, am ambitious to contribute to my country one day. Since I was a child, I have been nurtured by my family - when I was a toddler, my parents told me stories every day about my country's suffering to prosperity. Since then, my heart has been y engraved with the two big words "motherland" - motherland!
What a beautiful, sacred and solemn term! It is full of the language and feelings of our 1.3 billion Chinese people. It is a little bit of a skim, are the children of China with the skeleton and flesh and blood composition. Still clearly remember, when I honorably wear up the bright red red scarf, the heart of the blood can not help but surge up, at that time, I silently in the heart of the volunteer: I must work hard from now on, and in the future to do a peace messenger. "Ready to fight for ****anism! Always be ready!" This consists of sixteen ordinary Chinese characters that make up an extraordinary call to arms. Every time, when I swear these words in my most serious and loud voice, my reverence and understanding of the motherland is raised to another level.
Zhou Enlai once said: "for the rise of China and study,......," throw the voice, body to walk the force, they do not bend the spine finally held up their own motherland that piece of blue sky! So, we no longer wail, because the sleep of a hundred years in the East "master" finally stood headlong in the forest of the world. A pool of clear water, a cup of yellow earth, a dark song, a green tree, a butterfly with wings wetted by rain and dew ...... that are you, my motherland! A plate of clear moon, a sad fish, a frown, a shallow smile ...... That is you, my motherland! Turning over five thousand years of history, I found the essence of your life: the Great Wall - that scar, recorded how many vicissitudes, and show so tenacious, that is a logo, but also a kind of strength, a spirit, a yearning! The Yangtze River - that is your pulse! Jumping with inexhaustible throbbing, waving the boundless love sorrow! And ...... the Yellow River is your blood? Boiling, that boiling, rushing, powerless and indestructible, head high forward, how confident and proud ah!
Your a grass, a tree, a mountain, a stone, a look back a cocked eye, all make my heart thumping, I try to your every wrinkle, every piece of callus, every time the anger, every time to care ...... are in mind, stirring in the chest, let loose in the body, incurring in the face ... ...
I love my motherland, I am proud that I am a child of China, a child of the Yellow Emperor,
a Chinese and feel proud!
4Happy with the National Day, they invited three or five friends to go to the Shanghai Book City.
The city was already crowded with people. I've been looking for a long time to find a copy of "Harry Potter". The first time I saw this book, I was able to find a copy of "Harry Potter". "It's quite exquisite." A man said. I'm not interested at all: it's just a small wizard, and we have a lot of wizards in the ancient Chinese books, and they're much more powerful. Another person went to buy "I am crazy for song", only to see that there is already a long line. When I glanced at it, I saw some crazy books like "I am crazy about painting". Jin Yong wrote a Yang Zao, is for love and crazy, I can not imagine that today's world is much better than the ancients, no matter what things, all can be crazy, so China is now crazy people. Wandering around, some time ago the very popular "cheese" has disappeared, I do not know which hard-working lovely "mouse" snapped up empty, but I smelled that burst of residual fragrance - now people are always like this: there are endless books, read endless newspapers, learn endless knowledge, fill up endless. The people nowadays are always like this: there are endless books, endless newspapers, endless knowledge, endless electricity. This is probably also in line with the trend of the times.
And came to the ancient bookcase. See a lot of wearing depth glasses, a serious old gentleman shaking his head, deep thought is not surprising. The funny thing is that there are a lot of cartoon hats, hip-hopping underage children east to turn a book, west to turn a book in the pile of ancient books, really surprised me. Although the ancient children can recite poetry and lyrics, in recent times, there is also a Pearl building master five years old to write ten thousand words, "a word on", but this blue-eyed child ...... I fixed my eyes, he casually pulled out a book "Journey to the West", just look at the cover, ecstatic, exclaimed: "I'm going to buy it!" His parents frowned, "Didn't you buy it?" But the boy went on to intensify the situation, "I want to buy another set of the Four Great Masterpieces!" I don't realize that the Sun Walker in the book is not as funny as the Sun Monkey on TV. It's not easy to recognize the words "Journey to the West", let alone "Red Chamber, Water Margin". Unfortunately, he knows that the four masterpieces are four books, not just this "Journey to the West", they reported them to the cash register. This is his full, I do not know how many hold out "have thirty-six years not to see" people.
I vaguely feel that there is a burst of Han stench attacked my face, and hurriedly walked out. Happen to hear someone laughed: "What? You do not know the Chunhua Pavilion post! That is a Chinese treasure! Just a few big words, but also to buy a few million dollars! You don't even know!"
Yes! This post is a national treasure, but how many people have seen it with their own eyes? Is it possible to keep up with the times just by knowing the name? How many people think they can learn from the past and present just because they know a little bit about it? What is even more ridiculous is that whenever a new thing appears, we may occasionally be attracted to it. But when it has become a cliché, tomorrow's yellow flowers, our enthusiasm remains unabated, not because of its own value, but it was once a sensation, and even some people do not care about its content and substance, but to buy and have seen and understood and can keep up with the times. I hope that these abuses are no longer blown out, even if it is blown out of the fairy music, but also someone really understand - the same thing exists only because it can be intoxicated.
The National Day holiday is good, but we have endless books, endless newspapers, endless knowledge, endless electricity - of course, this refers only to the above and so on - then, this is not a kind of pedantry? Why do Chinese people need to be sour for thousands of years?