My name is liu chang, liu chang liu, liu chang chang. I dreamed a lot of colorful dreams when I was a child, and it was my biggest dream to be an announcer or to be a TV presenter. So I used every opportunity to learn to broadcast, to practice speeches, to speak cross talk, to play allegro, to perform dances and to host programs. I took part in the Spring Festival gala of my father's army, and my tongue twisters were warmly welcomed by the soldiers. I deeply know, as a qualified announcer or a TV show host is a very not easy thing, the growth of the road will have the joy of success, but is more of a failure of depression; There will be a harvest of happiness, but more is the hard work. But I have the courage and determination to face it. So today, I stood among the students. I, like the students here, are eager to fly high, eager for more room for development in the future, and a wider field of talent. I think there will be gains if you work. In the next four years, by the teacher's love, we will have an infinite and beautiful future.
Good poem draws good landscape, country song xiang xiang, a dragon boat tune, back to the north. The two rivers confluence, three towns, nine provinces. My hometown is the capital of hubei province, the beautiful city of wuhan. It is not enough to stand on the yellow crane tower. It is not enough to see qingchuan fangcao parrots. It is not enough to sing the long causeway gallery. Love is not enough to make the east lake blue and gentle.
The hometown is not only beautiful, but also deep. The wind and smoke of the century, the history of the years, the beautiful river city, the birth of many national elites, the revolution's forefathers; How many biographies and immortal songs have been written. By her side, the sting of the revolution of 1911 led to the last crown of the feudal monarch; On her bosom, the hammer of the proletariat bursts out of the fiery iron fire of the strike. The mighty Yangtze river is the most authoritative witness of China's modern revolutionary history. See not the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the world, there is not a long history of the heavy, that the stream has taken how many unyielding cries, that land has drowned how many undead heroes. There was a long, lonely sail of distant sails, and there had been a blast of heavy guns that had destroyed the monarchy. The people there have been out in the city to welcome new students with the motherland. The people there were full of pride, and the tide of reform was surging. Today, the land is full of fruits, where the blue sky is blue, and that is my lovely home, wuchang city, city.
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