Hold mom's hand, son.
The road to heaven
It's too dark.
Mom is worried that you will break your head.
Hold mom's hand quickly.
Let mom go with you.
mother
The road to heaven is too dark.
I can't see your hands.
The collapsed wall robbed the sun.
I'll never see it again.
Your gentle eyes
Go ahead, son.
The road ahead.
No more sadness
There are no endless textbooks.
And dad's fist
You must remember.
What do my father and I look like?
Let's go together in the afterlife.
Mom, don't worry.
The road to heaven is a bit crowded.
There are many classmates and friends
We said not to cry.
Everyone's mother is our mother.
Any child is a mother's child.
Life without me
Please give your love to the living children.
Mom, don't cry.
Tears can't light our way.
Let's walk slowly by ourselves.
Mom, I will remember you and dad.
Remember our agreement.
Let's go together in the afterlife. I have made a pilgrimage to the beautiful scenery of the motherland at four o'clock, and I have visited the famous mountains and rivers of the motherland. Every time I throw myself into my mother's arms, my heart! With the pulse of the motherland.
With great reverence, I climbed to the top of Mount Tai and saw a red sun rising in Ran Ran. ...
I visited Baishan Heishui and saw the prosperity of the motherland. Climb the coral reefs in Nansha Islands! I feel the vastness of my motherland. In Qinchuan, eight hundred miles, I heard the voices of the sons and daughters of the motherland. The majestic gongs and drums that resounded through the sky, the earth-shattering cries, and the forceful and neat pace of each team expressed the lofty sentiments of my brothers and sisters.
At the foot of Tianshan Mountain, deep in quicksand, I saw the magnificent and dangerous scene of the desert, and the long river set the yen. This is not a mirage, nor a paradise in a nightmare. That's the call to develop the northwest corner.
I stood at the top of the snowy area on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, drinking a cup of comfortable and intoxicating milk tea to celebrate the harmony and prosperity of 56 ethnic groups.
I walked on the red grass next to Shangri-La, a paradise on earth, and looked at the ancient bunkers that had gone through many vicissitudes. I realized my responsibility and dignity as a China person.
I followed the footsteps of the trackers in the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, stroking the stone pillars deeply branded by ropes. My heart is like a surging, tearful and suffering motherland! You are so tenacious, so tenacious!
I stood on the gully-crisscross Loess Plateau, holding a handful of hot loess in my heart, and I felt the warmth of my motherland.
A rice seed in Hemudukou confirmed: people living in this land of the Chinese nation! It embodies the intelligence, wisdom and diligence of human beings.
The Yangtze River water in Pinghu, Gaoxia proves that it is unattainable, the rivers and lakes on the earth! Can be associated with the milky way in the sky.
The Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang told the world that China people are an unyielding nation. Although they have been sleeping in the ground for two thousand years, they still don't fall, collapse or give in.
The black iron cannon of Dagukou Fort declared that the weak country has no diplomacy, and the sleeping lion can only stand still and forge a long sword if he wants to stand up.
A nation without a country is a humiliating nation, and a nation with weak national strength is a poor nation. No matter where you come from, no matter where you go, no matter where you are in the world, whenever you encounter difficulties and setbacks, just shout "I'm from China! My motherland-China! " You can always get help and encouragement, and friendly and pious eyes will gather on you.
I once again reached the top of Mount Tai, looking forward to, looking forward to, looking forward to the generate and soaring of the Oriental Red Sun again. These two paragraphs are all used by me, and the effect is very good. I hope it helps you.