Looking up at the Monument to Heroes, I seem to see the boat coming quietly on Jiaxing Lake, but I am full of hope and ideals. I hear the call of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and I feel the heroic spirit of the bright moon in the sky and the majestic momentum of the eagle hitting the sky.
Looking up at the Monument to Heroes, I seem to see the red outline of Orange Island, hear the footsteps of the grain-picking team in Jinggangshan, and feel the scene of boiling mountains and rivers when the new China was born.
Under the reflection of this monument to heroes, I understand "why there are always tears in my eyes, because I love this land deeply", understand the brave words of "Castle Peak is full of loyalty, and I have passion for the plateau", and realize more deeply that "I am the son of China people, and I deeply love my motherland and people".
The dust of heroes can't cover up the storm of the century, a single spark can start a prairie fire, and countless pioneers have sown the seeds of hope to the world. When I stand in front of this bright red party flag and under the monument of this hero, I feel solemn and sacred-I want to describe the elegance of party flag with my beautiful youth. Once again, I looked up at the monument of this hero, and saw the bonfire on the way to the Long March reflecting the fireworks of Hong Kong and Macao's return, and saw the clear waves of the Yanhe River rippling with the grand triumph of the western development.
Once again, I looked up at the monument of this hero, and saw the flag of the 16th National Congress fluttering in the wind, and Shenzhou 5 had a century-old dream. Guided by the spirit of the Third Plenary Session of the 16th CPC Central Committee, the northeast and other old industrial bases sounded the clarion call for revitalization. ...
The vast East China Sea attracts people's attention, overlooking Mount Everest, the wheels of the great motherland are rolling forward, and the pace of peaceful rise is unstoppable. Looking up at this monument to heroes, I feel the heaviness of the years. Looking up at this monument to heroes, I feel the sacredness of my mission. I carefully looked at the monument carved with axe and sickle, millet and rifle, blood and life. It embodies the splendor of the world, the sun and the moon, the verve of rivers and mountains, the youthful blood of China people and the lofty spirit of a great nation. It is a monument to victory, a great monument, a monument to truth, a monument to the future and heroes.