Love me, China handwritten newspaper, the first prize of junior high school students.

1, drifting along the source of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River to see the pulsating motherland of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau; Look at the motherland with high loess slopes; Look at Qian Fan's motherland, where the competition is fierce and strong; Look at the leaping mountain peak and the motherland galloping on the plain. Along the source of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, drifting down, crossing Hukou, crossing Kanto, taking the Three Gorges and heading for the sea. In Hexi Corridor and North China Plain, I see the richness and vastness of the motherland and the transcendence of the motherland day and night like a swift horse; In the Yangtze River Delta and the Pearl River Delta, we can see the sublimity and grandeur of the motherland, and see the neon lights of the motherland's prosperity flashing day and night, just like the Milky Way.

Love my famous words from China.

1, take home as home, hometown as hometown, country as country, and the world as the world. -"imprison herder" 2. Never forget your country in times of crisis, loyal to the monarch. -"Zuo Zhao Zhuan AD"

3. Breathe for a long time to cover up tears and mourn the hardships of people's lives. -Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"

4, the country is beneficial, not seeking wealth. -"The Book of Rites Confucianism"

5, died of national disaster, sudden death. -Cao Zhi's White Horse

6. The patriotism of the martyrs is also like home. -Ge Hong's "Bao Puzi's External Articles are Widely Approved" Martyr: a person with ambition and achievements.

7. Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later. -Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower"

I dare not forget my motherland. -Lu You's Diseases and Books

Patriotic poetry

? I love this land.

If I were a bird,

I should also sing with a hoarse throat:

This land hit by the storm,

This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,

This endless wind,

And the gentle dawn from the forest ...

And then I died,

Even feathers rot in the ground.

Why do I often cry?

Because I love this land deeply. ...