Loving you is a belief.
It is every heart that is toward you, every important moment, and wants to witness with you.
Finding the flag falling to the ground, the little girl quickly ran over and carefully bent down to pick it up.
The flag hanging in the street is wrapped around the flagpole, and the old man who passes by sees it and unfolds it on crutches on tiptoe.
Seeing that the flag was blown down by the wind, several students immediately put it away and raised it again.
In the heavy rain, the flood control team picked up the national flag that had been blown to the ground and carefully folded it into the raincoat.
The community was unsealed, and residents walked out of the building holding up the national flag in their hands and singing "My Motherland and Me" in unison. This moment, most want to celebrate with you.
It is to see the color that belongs to you, and the fire of faith will be lit in the heart.
Where there is faith, there is the determination to persevere.
When Meng Wanzhou re-embarked on the land of the motherland, she said affectionately: "Where there is a five-star red flag, there is a beacon of faith." If faith has color, it must be Chinese red! ”
On the field of the Tokyo Olympic Games, Chinese Olympic athletes either wore national flags to cheer or pointed to the national flag on their chests to celebrate.
Su Bingtian ran his all-time best, breaking the Asian record, becoming the first Chinese in history to reach the men's 100-meter final of the Olympic Games.
Gong Lijiao chased the dream of picking gold at the end of 21 years, and she shouted excitedly: "CHINA, cow! ”
Deng Qingming is the only one of the first astronauts in China who has not carried out a flying mission and is still in active service. Today, at the age of 55, he is still training.
"The success of the mission is my success, and I would rather be a cornerstone of obscurity than tolerate myself being unprepared at the time of the trumpet."
From the years of Shaoguang to the dyed frost of sideburns, countless "Deng Qingming" used their own lives to "backup" and guard the motherland's aerospace industry and step by step towards the sea of stars.
It is to protect the lights of wanjia with my back.
It is to exchange my blood for the peace of ten thousand families.
A back shadow, unable to see the face, she is the national security police officer Chen Xinru. An expatriate once asked Chen Xinru that with her ability, she could have a better choice, "What has your country given you?" ”
Chen Xinru said without hesitation, "This is my best choice." My country has given me the confidence, courage and backbone to be a human being! ”
A photo, only a vague outline, he is the national security "sharp soldier" Jiang Jian. The five-star red flag on his chest and a short introduction complete his "secret and greatness".
In the battlefield without the smoke of gunfire, they have become the silent guardian of this great era. Although we don't know what they look like, we know who they are for.
A movie that recreates the heroic battle of 71 years ago. The temperature of about -40 ° C almost turned the shores of Chosin Lake into a desperate place of life. Rows of volunteer soldiers lie prone to the position, like "ice sculptures" group portraits.
After 33 months of bloody battles in a foreign country, 197653 martyrs used their own blood to defend justice and exchange peace.
Loving you has long since become a belief, integrated into the blood, whether life or death.
We believe that when the heroes and martyrs "return", the clear sky and peace they see along the way, the prosperity of the long street they see, and the quiet years they see must be more lovely than imagined.
In the cultural performance "The Great Journey" celebrating the centenary of the founding of the Party, brilliant fireworks were placed above the bird's nest. The fireworks of five yellow five-pointed stars bloomed in the night sky, and countless netizens were excited to tears, like the five-star red flag raised in Tiananmen Square on October 1, 1949...
Fist and patriotism, the torch is passed down from generation to generation.
If belief has color, it must be Chinese red.
This red color is a passion for the sea of stars;
This red color is the original heart of the naked child who has struggled unremittingly for it;
This smear is the common pride of hundreds of millions of Chinese sons and daughters.
With the youth of my generation, let the Chinese red fly forever!