Slow sounds and longevity

What is the world

Cranes flying in the south of Zhongshan, turtles and snakes in the north, and cypresses holding each other. They traveled again in the old place, but Junshan was still green and soft. I wrote about the last year, visiting Kinmen, and recasting the country. After the year of the year, the materials were still magnificent, and the sleeves were full of green wind.

I still remember the dreams of China, how to burn incense and repay the rewards, and my ancestors are very kind.

The sea is peaceful and clear, so that he can comfort his romantic life. Singing loudly to congratulate you, even though you are old, your ambitions are still there, and you are in a stable place for thousands of miles. Singing wine and raising joyful journeys, and the deer is singing.

This poem was originally written for the 80th birthday of my grandfather. Today is the 70th anniversary of my motherland's motherland. I wanted to write another poem, but suddenly I saw this poem... It was still in line with the situation, so I used this poem as my motherland's birthday.

My grandfather was a peasant, served as a soldier, participated in wars, joined the party in his early years, and devoted himself to the cause of building the motherland. He has a party membership of more than 60 years.

My grandfather has been working hard for the development of our People's Republic of China for most of his life, working hard for the happiness of the 140 million Chinese people, and daring to do and fight, which makes people admire him.

Just like in this word, even if you are old, your ambitions are still there.

The prosperity of motherland today is a struggle for generations of Chinese people like grandfathers, who are shed every inch of blood, tears and sweat.

Seeing her tremendous changes over the past seventy years, are the ancestors proud of us later?

My motherland, I wish you prosperity.
Chapter completed!