China has a long history. In this long history of five thousand years, let's listen to the voice of that great man. It is those voices that blew the horn of national progress and wrote a chapter in history.

"I am hungry for pork, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood." This stirring cry, like rolling spring thunder, woke up the weak government of the Southern Song Dynasty. YueGuJun how imposing, Wu Shu, knife Huanglong, who is not afraid? Yue Jiajun's military strength declared to the world that this is an iron army, a Chinese nation and an invincible nation. Yue Fei made us realize the heroism and strength of the nation.

"Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving Dan's heart to shine." In the face of threats and inducements from the Yuan Army, Premier Wen issued a resounding oath. Don't you know that as long as he is the first, wealth is within reach; His first point is that high officials are generous and inexhaustible. But he didn't. He knew that he was from China and a subject of Dasong. He is loyal and represents the integrity of a country. Wen Tianxiang made us realize the bloodiness and dignity of the nation.

"Ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?" 32-year-old Mao Zedong opened a new chapter in a country with his ambition in the face of chaotic questioning. It was he who led the people to drive away the invaders and establish a new China. It was he who saved the people from the quagmire and made them live and work in peace and contentment. It was he who announced to the world that the Oriental Dragon had taken off again. He is well aware that he shoulders the hope of the nation and the historical responsibility. Even if there are thorns ahead, he won't flinch in a crisis. He made the ancient and great Chinese nation stand in the forest of nations again, and he succeeded! Mao Zedong made us aware of the responsibility and mission of our country.

"In the past, a few romantic figures, look at the present." The torrent of history has been flowing for more than five thousand years. Looking back on history, we are proud; Looking to the future, we are proud. Let's listen to the voices of great men in history and keep in mind the national heroism and strength, blood and dignity, responsibility and mission. Looking up at the starry sky, down-to-earth, * * * go forward.

Your timbre is sweet in the flowing chrysanthemum fragrance.

You will never succumb to others' feet because of the flattery of officialdom, and you will never extinguish the enthusiasm of life because of the indifference of the world. You resolutely choose to give up, and finally leave a noble shadow. You are far away from the noisy world and live alone under the east fence. The former officialdom has long been forgotten. Dai Yue's life is more carefree. Don't pursue fame and gain, don't be greedy for money. There is a bright moon in the sky, as beautiful as moonlight. Planting beans and dew is the joy of Nanshan. It is Dongli who picks chrysanthemums and overlooks the leisure of Nanshan.

Listen, your relaxed tone has taught me the wisdom of calm and optimistic life.

Among the thanked flowers, your tone is open-minded.

You roam the world and are free. Although you are narcissistic, you lament that I am naturally useful. But never sad and confused. Without a drink, who knows the true feelings that you and your friends can't live without? Waterfalls hang over Sichuan, but you are full of heroism and passion. The bright moon is in the sky, who knows your sleepless homesickness complex. The weakness of hitting the wall everywhere has not extinguished the fire of your strong life. No matter how difficult and dangerous it is, it is bumpy. I just waved and laughed it off. I firmly believe that there will always be a long way, and there will always be long winds and waves to help sail the sea.

Listen, your natural and unrestrained timbre has given me an open-minded understanding of life.

Outside the lush bamboo forest, your timbre is melodious.

You live in a humble room, but you can't bind your flying thoughts. The mountain is not high, and the fairy is named; The water is not deep, and the dragon is the spirit. Therefore, on the deep and shallow stone steps, the fine gray moss is still warm. Outside the gloomy windowsill, lush weeds are getting fresher and fresher. There is no confusion, only scholars talk and laugh; There is no complicated form, only a pen to study ink shadow. So solemn, so elegant. What about being poor? What about money?

Listen, your free timbre makes me understand the noble character of honesty.

It's long and bookish, and I can't tell you how things have changed in China for five thousand years.

The vast waters of the Yangtze River can't irrigate China's 5,000-year civilization.

Listen to the voice of history. Those cheerful or open-minded or leisurely timbres have taught me such a splendid Chinese civilization.

You can combine these two.