The motherland in my heart speech should not exceed 70 words

Great China, 5,000 years ago. The great oriental express of the Chinese nation carried the drums of war from Qinguan, Hanyue, and Tang Xinjiang and the Yuan Realm; carrying the surging poems from the high gorge of the Yangtze River out of the Ping Lake; Carrying the joy of the 1.3 billion people and the longing of the Chinese nation; Carrying the banner of reform and opening up and the call to keep pace with the times, it is rushing forward at an astonishing speed.

Loving the Chinese people who were born and grew up in Sri Lanka is the common feeling of the descendants of Yan and Huang from generation to generation, and this feeling has endowed our nation with tremendous spiritual strength, infinite creativity and a love for freedom, tenacity and courage, so that our nation has endured hardships and endured. With the motherland in mind, its broadness, its profundity, and its essence are immersed in a warm undercurrent. Why do I always have tears in my eyes?

Why is my heart stirring like a tidal wave with its voice? Because I love the great motherland deeply.

Once upon a time, our motherland was a place where imperialism dumped opium, a battlefield for warlords, a casino for imperialism to carve up the world, and a arena for careerists to compete for power. Our mother was bruised and wounded. The mountains and rivers are whimpering, the pine waves are weeping, every inch of land is branded with deep blood, and every face is covered with a haze of terror.

Under the dark clouds, China is making a difficult journey.

A shout, a pride, a piece of brave loyalty, a song of generosity and sorrow. Motherland, how many generations of pain, bitterness, blood and tears, hope, faith, and struggle you have condensed to save the Chinese nation in my sinking, how many people with lofty ideals have sought and struggled to sink into the sand, and how many heroes and heroes have returned their corpses in the bloody field. It was the October Revolution and the Red Boat of Nanhu that brought the dawn of victory; It was the sickle, the axe, and the red flag of Jinggangshan that woke up the people; It was the sonorous oath of power from the barrel of a gun that ignited the spark of the Chinese revolution; It is the great strategy of "on protracted war", which buries the arrogance of foreign insults; It was a million lions that crossed the river and destroyed the Chiang dynasty.

The Tiananmen Gate Tower roared mightily, and the Chinese people stood up with their backs straightened. The Chinese nation is like a bright pearl shining brightly.

Grades 5 and 6, I mean, maybe.

Drift down the source of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, from the riverside of the "Kankan Vatan" in the Book of Songs, 62616964757a686964616fe59b9ee7ad9431333262373864 to the Han boundary of the Chu River in the "Historical Records" "Jin Ge Iron Horse"; From Li Daoyuan's "Notes on the Book of Water" to Su Dongpo's "The Great River Goes East", I see the motherland pulsating on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau; Look at the motherland with the high slopes of the loess; Look at the vast fireworks, thousands of sails, and hundreds of ships competing for the motherland; Look at the peaks leaping, the plains galloping, and the long river whipping the motherland. On top of the bell full of oracle bones, read the spirituality of the motherland's childhood; On the Great Wall full of beacon fires, read the boldness of the motherland's youth; On the land full of poetry and science, read the mature ...... of the motherland in its primeI want to say but I don't want to say it, I have also seen the weakness of the motherland, on the scorched ruins of the Old Summer Palace, I see the motherland as a pool of blood; On Deng Shichang's brave "Zhiyuan Ship", I see the motherland as a fire. But my motherland did not sink, and in the eastern part of Asia, with my broad arms, I lifted up the mountains and seas, took the descendants of Yan and Huang in my arms, repaired the broken years with thatch and adobe bricks, and fed the hungry life with wild herbs and gruel.

Mr. Zhongshan, in the dark night, began to plan the strategy of governing the country, ***, in the barren land, to support the flesh and bones of the nation; , magnify the pupils that have been through the vicissitudes of life, guide the motherland with many disasters and difficulties, and magically walk through the wind and rain of the century! Along the source of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, drift down, cross Hukou, break through the Guandong, walk the Three Gorges, and run to the sea. In the Hexi Corridor and the North China Plain, I see the richness and vastness of the motherland, and the transcendence of the motherland day and night; In the Yangtze River Delta and the Pearl River Delta, look at the nobility and majesty of the motherland, and see the neon lights of the motherland's prosperity flickering day and night, as bright as the ...... of the Milky WayGive me the motherland of skin color, give me the motherland of wisdom and courage.

Although in the countryside, there are still longing eyes of dropout children; Although there are still laid-off female workers in the cities and towns who complain helplessly, I know that there are more waves of reform one after another, breaking through the shackles of the old concepts and the old system, and ushering in the majestic sunrise of the new century! This is a motherland that has eliminated the old and established the new. This is a boiling rising motherland; This is a motherland that is in full swing.

There are so many words that I have become a history, and my words are so many that they can form a galaxy, but the most spoken and emotional sentence is - take off the motherland, the motherland is auspicious, and the motherland is auspicious. Dignified China wants to let the Quartet congratulate!

Well, you should write it yourself.

Or write it yourself! The teacher knows it at a glance!

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