Essay Olive Soul - Speech to Commemorate December 9th
Some people say that time will change everything. It will wash away the pain, heal the old wounds, and forget the hatred...
Yes, we come to this world with a beautiful olive branch. Peace is our eternal pursuit. How can we bear to let it slip from our fingertips?
However, how can we forget that page in the history of the Chinese nation that is struggling, groaning, and with a pale face.
Seventy years, seventy years of ups and downs, seventy years of glory. When the friendship and peace from the five continents will take root under this majestic Great Wall, when the triumph of "Shenzhou VI" will be in this blue sky.
The dawn of hope ignited on the planet. Should we revisit that painful history, and cherish this eternal peace more and more while lamenting and contemplating the disaster?
What kind of history was that? Where were the green olives lost?
The merciless fires are burning on the ancient loess land, each and every living life is stopped abruptly under the cold bayonet, and the innocent souls are wailing anxiously on the fallen land. This is the sorrow of an era and the sorrow of a nation.
Disaster.
In the billowing smoke, in the sky-high firelight, in the hoarse wails, blood flowed into rivers, and tears gathered into seas. Skinny arms filled the sky with questions of death, and pairs of chaotic eyes were
Trying to find traces of olives.
Who stole the olives? Are you really happy despite the numerous bones? Can the resentment of new ghosts and the cries of old ghosts make you sleep peacefully?
It was a thunder that tore through the black night sky and awakened the sleeping earth. History will not forget. The people will not forget, and the olives will not forget. Let us freeze the memory on December 9, 1935, that day
The day when the soul of olive revives.
They were a group of passionate and passionate young people. Through the thick fog of seventy years of history, we can no longer clearly see their green and resolute faces. However, what flows in their fearless bodies must be the hottest blood; in their
Deep in their hearts, there must be the deepest love for the suffering country and nation; what is swirling in their minds must be the most sincere pursuit of olives.
They put their chests against the guns and interpreted justice with their lives. Their shouts prompted the reactionaries to compromise, and their blood shed on the hair of the nation's life and death prompted the nation's awakening. They are the saviors of the Chinese nation, they are
The pioneers of the Chinese nation. Under their influence, the descendants of Yan and Huang shared the same hatred of the enemy and regained the haggard soul of the country. The nation that had suffered for many years was reborn from the ashes of the war.
As a result, olives began to grow like a prairie fire on this devastated land, and the soul of a nation was built like steel.
The footsteps of history have gone far away, but the bells of the century are still in your ears. After seventy years, after calming down, you will find that the mountains, rivers and lakes of 90,000 miles are playing the song of peace, and the heartstrings of 1.3 billion people are playing.
Play a chapter of peace.
We are the successors of history, we are a new generation, let’s work hard and move forward bravely and persistently! The messenger of peace has already arrived, and the beautiful olives will surely stay green in our hands.