Recitation refers to reading loudly and clearly. But it is different from the usual recitation of texts. Red classics have formed a certain system in terms of cognitive structure, knowledge level, world view, values, etc. Red classics have influenced generations of people. The following is a 2-minute recitation of red classic prose that I compiled. I hope you all like it.
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2021 July 1 red party building activity plan red classic prose recitation 1
Last year I went to Lushan to recuperate and passed by Nanchang. Naturally, I thought of going to the August 1st Nanchang Uprising Memorial Tower to take a look, so the group of people came over chatting and laughing all the way.
But when everyone saw the August 1st Nanchang Uprising Memorial Tower from a distance, the spontaneity of the words gradually became rare, and finally everyone fell silent. No loud noises could be heard in the square. The memorial tower exuded a majestic and solemn aura occupying the entire square. People who entered the square naturally looked up at his tall and towering figure in awe.
I walked towards the memorial tower with a respectful pace. Getting closer and closer, the rifle held high on the tower pointed straight into the sky. I seemed to hear the gunshot that resounded through the sky, followed by the sound of gunfire, shouts, and fighting. The blood was passionate, surging, and symphonic. It became a majestic March of the Volunteers. Countless revolutionary soldiers were brave and tenacious, fearless of sacrifice, and dyed the red flag flying high on the tower red with their blood. The bright red on the military flag, the color representing the Chinese revolution, slowly dyed the entire Chinese land from the moment the gun was fired. The eye-catching "August 1st" on the military flag, the moment I saw it, the extremely profound logo of the Bayi Film Studio and a series of revolutionary-themed films produced by Bayi emerged in my mind, such as " "Nanchang Uprising", "Tunnel Warfare", "Landmine Warfare", "Little Soldier Zhang Ga", etc., as well as those rumbling siege scenes in the movie, those funny scenes of battles of wits and courage, those classic celebrity quotes, etc. . I have watched these movies many times, and they have accompanied me throughout my childhood. They were must-see subjects for boys in that era, and they have already been invisibly imprinted in my mind.
I stepped onto the stone steps with a heavy pace. Pay attention to the magnificent red granite relief and slowly walk along the tower. The magnificent scenes of "announcement of uprising", "attacking the enemy camp" and "cheering for victory" flashed before our eyes one after another. It seemed that the fearless spirit of sacrificing one's life for righteousness and forging ahead was depicted in the reliefs again. Touching this hard red relief with my hands, the red color of the relief gradually colored my hands and my whole body, as if I had become a part of the relief. Red, the color that blood spilled on the earth dyed the country red, countless heroic souls, on the long journey, they have a belief, fearless and fearless. The color written with their lives has now become the color that stands in the world, rooted in every China The color of people.
"The Red Army is not afraid of difficult expeditions, and the mountains and rivers are just waiting for a while.
The five ridges are meandering and the waves are rolling, and the fog is majestic and the mud balls are walking.
The golden sand and water beat against the clouds and cliffs to warm them. , the iron cables across the Dadu Bridge are cold.
I am even more happy that the Minshan Mountains are covered with snow, and the three armies are all happy after the passing. "
Today, I happened to look at these photos, and I suddenly felt emotional, so I wrote a few words. , take advantage of the Qingming Festival to remember the countless martyrs with a heart of reverence. We move forward, toward the goal of pursuing happiness, and occasionally stop to look back, not forgetting that period of history, that period of history where heroes emerged in large numbers.
August 1st - Nanchang - the red memory in my heart.
Red Classic Prose Recitation Chapter 2
In the red July, you came out of the bright sunshine, and we have no reason not to sing for your heavy kindness. You came under the leadership of that party flag, and we have no reason not to sing for your prosperous career. In the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom and birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, we usher in the __ anniversary of the founding of the party. On this great day, the mountains and rivers dance and the earth sings. In this jubilant moment, we sing your praises enthusiastically; in this night sky with fireworks blooming, we dance for you heartily. At this time, the flag composed of the sickle and the hammer is flying high in the land of China. This makes us happy for the independent rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. This cheers us up for the fruitful results of reform and opening up. We raise a toast to the people of all ethnic groups. happy life; we are excited for the splendid splendor of China today.
In the red July, we can't help but think of the boat on the South Lake, which announced the birth of the Communist Party of China; we seem to see the moment of the Jinggangshan meeting again, It was she who created China's first revolutionary base; our thoughts fly to the 25,000-mile Long March, it was she who created the miracle of Chinese revolutionary human history; we recall the world-famous Chinese revolutionary holy place Yan'an, the city she gave birth to The spirit has traveled through the clouds of history and experienced the ups and downs of the times, and now it is becoming more mellow. The wheel of history is rolling forward, and the five-star red flag is rising over the motherland. In all of this, we will never forget that you allowed the Chinese people to taste the joy of turning over and becoming the masters; we will never forget the surprises that you made new cities rise in the desert; we will never forget that the spring breeze of reform blew the land of the motherland green; we will never forget today. The happy life you let the people live.
In the red July, as your children, we are extremely moved and extremely proud. You have gone through the dawn of the century and the ups and downs of history. From your history of staying young through the vicissitudes of life, we see your strength; from your concern for people's livelihood and realizing people's happiness, we see your broadness; from your rapid, stable and healthy development of the national economy, we see your We have seen your prosperity; from your realization of the dream of unification for generations, we have seen your take-off; from the correct path led by the scientific outlook on development, we have felt your broadness. Under your flying flag, our lives will soar and our red songs will spread to all directions. We are willing to turn into vigorous seedlings, accompanying your firm steps to bear golden fruits in autumn; we are willing to turn into towering trees, tightly tied to your roots to form a green and harmonious society; we are willing to turn into gurgling rain Creek, along your road enthusiastically plunge into the tide of economic construction.
In the red festival, the waves of wheat are rolling and the rice flowers are fragrant, filled with joy and happiness. On your birthday, July 1st, let us let go of the colorful balloons in our hands, and let them carry our hopes and blessings across the Yellow River, the Yangtze River, and inside and outside the Great Wall; let us use this balloon with our hearts Put the folded little red boat into the blue sea, let her carry our red hearts and our sincerity to every corner of the world; let us dance the colorful ribbons in our hands to our heart's content, decorate them with our loyalty and our hands This red July. Red Classic Prose Recitation Chapter 3
The First Red Journey
Li Yaqin, Second Brigade, Tumuji Labor Camp
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In spring, everything is flourishing, the grass is green, flowers are blooming, and birds are chirping happily. In the busy work, we feel the ever-changing breath of spring, which turns from warm to cold. The flowers on the trees have begun to fall, and the leaves have been piled on the trees in pieces. The treetops are already covered with new green fruits. The hard-working people in Tumuji Labor Camp have dreams as sweet as green fruits and look forward to the golden and sweet harvest season.
After finishing the spring plowing in the fields, people went out in small groups for spring outings and outings, chatting and imagining what the southern scenic spots would look like at this moment... On this occasion of China's *** industrial On the occasion of the 90th anniversary of the founding of the Party, the happy Tumuji people happily talked about their joy of going to the Red Brigade.
Yes, in order to solemnly celebrate and affectionately review the glorious history of the Communist Party of China, and further enhance all police officers’ understanding of the old revolutionary areas and their love for the great country, our leaders actively organized and deployed, and all police officers We will go to Hunan and Guangxi provinces (regions) in batches to carry out red tourism to commemorate the great man and remember the kindness of the party.
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As a member of the second group of tourists, I set off at 5 a.m. on May 17th. There are ***49 members on this trip, which is the largest travel team in the history of the institute. Therefore, before leaving, the headquarters held a team meeting and arranged the political tasks of this Red Journey: after returning, each person will have a copy of their reflections on the Red Brigade. Strengthened our team spirit. Accompanied by the rising spring sun, a group of 50 of us (plus a tour guide who accompanied us throughout the journey) embarked on a red journey.
I have participated in many tours organized by my unit, but this is the first time for me to go on a red tour like this with a mission. While preparing for the trip, I learned that the first stop this time would be Chairman Mao’s former residence in Shaoshan. I was longing and excited. Speaking of longing and excitement, I really feel a lot.
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I have never flown on a plane before, but this time I got addicted to flying. The dream that I have always dreamed of flying into the sky has finally come true. I was so excited to fly through the white clouds in the blue sky! On that day of May 17, 2011, there was no wind or rain. The bright sun shone brightly on the spring earth, and the trees were glowing with tender green. We boarded the plane from Harbin Airport at 13:30 and went through security an hour in advance. We transported our checked travel bags through the conveyor belt. The security personnel checked our belongings and verified our identities to confirm that we were not carrying illegal items. After collecting our belongings, we boarded the plane. We walked directly into the aircraft cabin along the long corridor. At the entrance of the aircraft, stood a flight attendant, wearing a set of dignified and beautiful work clothes, just like her beautiful face, with a family-like expression on her face. Smiling, she said to me in a sweet voice: "Welcome to this airliner!" I was touched by her expression, and replied very sincerely: "Thank you!" Because of this lady, my mood became very special. joy. Then a male flight attendant came and helped us put our luggage into the luggage compartment, then closed the lid and said friendly: "I wish you a pleasant journey!" Every flight attendant is so kind and polite, making people feel like we are traveling. After enjoying the spring breeze and everyone sitting down, the service staff of this flight came out one by one, and the operator introduced them to us respectively. "Please fasten your seat belts, the plane is taking off!" The plane slowly rose in the sweet voice of the operator. The moment I suddenly lifted off, I felt dizzy. After a few minutes, I recovered slightly. I put my head close to the window and stared out the window with wide eyes. The houses on the ground were getting smaller and smaller. Without paying attention, there was nothing in front of us. It turned out that the plane had risen above the clouds, and large groups of cotton-like clouds rushed toward us, wrapping the plane around. At this time, we are already sitting firmly in the clouds. It's great to have a bird's eye view of the earth and a wide field of vision. I can’t help but sigh at the gorgeous scenery and vast territory of our motherland.
When the plane flew to an altitude of more than 1,000 meters, I could see vast seas of clouds, as if they were covered with a snow-white cotton blanket. At that time, I really wanted to fly out of the window and travel among the clouds. The ancients said: The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to reach the sky. Nowadays, flying in the sky is a piece of cake! The plane flies very smoothly in the sky, and it feels like it is on flat ground. However, there will be obvious turbulence when encountering hard airflow. It was my first time to fly in an airplane, so I was actually a little scared, but I believe I won’t feel this way again in the future. Anyway, it feels good to fly. Yes, I have no regrets on this trip. I felt the majesty of the rolling sea of ??clouds. I overlooked the beautiful lights of thousands of houses in the world, and appreciated the elegant and intelligent style of the stewardess. My heart was like a bird. Just as happily flying in this vast sky. My childhood dream came true today. I looked out the window curiously like a child and kept pressing the camera shutter. After flying for more than five hours, the plane arrived at Huanghua Airport in Changsha, Hunan. Our blue sky journey comes to an end.
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After getting off the plane, we got on the tour bus. Luo Qili, a Tujia girl from Hunan, served as our tour guide. Her Mandarin with a slight Hunan accent was quite standard. On the way to Chairman Mao's former residence, she told us in detail anecdotes about the Chairman's bronze statue. Legend has it that this statue of Chairman Mao has three wonders: On the way to Shaoshan, the car suddenly broke down while passing Jinggang Mountain. No matter how hard I checked, the car could not move. No matter what, after a night, the traffic conditions were still the same in the morning. After the local people pointed out, I realized that Chairman Mao was nostalgic for his second hometown where he had struggled. So the driver gently said to the statue of Chairman Mao: "Chairman, we Our destination is Shaoshan, let’s go forward together!” Sure enough, the car started and we reached Shaoshan without talking all the way. This was a miracle; on the day of the inauguration ceremony of the statue, it was windy and rainy in Shaoshan. When the host said, "The inauguration ceremony begins now," suddenly the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the sun and moon shone together in the clear sky. And when the host said, "The inauguration ceremony ends here," the rain and wind fell again. Urgent, the evidence of this scene is conclusive, and there is video to prove it. This is the second wonder. The third and even more surprising thing is that it was the middle of winter when it was completed. Logically speaking, the famous azaleas in Shaoshan that only bloom in spring are impossible to bloom. However, on the day of completion, all the azaleas within a kilometer radius of the statue ( Azalea) has just opened, you can't help but believe it...
At about 9 o'clock on May 18, 2011, we finally arrived at the former residence of the Chairman, and felt with great reverence this simple yet full of elegance. A sacred place of energy. Looking back at that moment, one can still see the young chairman studying hard by the kerosene lamp, and the earthen stove seems to still have smoke curling up. People feel the silent greatness while watching quietly. Let me appreciate the magic of this holy land.
At noon, we finally arrived at the Bronze Statue Square and saw the magical bronze statue of Chairman Mao Zedong. This bronze statue of Mao Zedong weighs 3.7 tons, is 6 meters high, and has a base height of 4.1 meters. , 10.1 meters high, symbolizes the "10.1" National Day, and also symbolizes Mao Zedong as the founder of New China. The bronze statue faces the southeast, wears a Chinese tunic suit, and has a "Chairman" certificate hanging on the left chest. It holds a manuscript, has bright eyes, and smiles. It looks straight ahead and stands tall. It successfully reproduces the appearance of the people's leader Mao Zedong when he attended the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China. Style. On the front of the brown marble base of the bronze statue are engraved five gold-plated characters of "Comrade Mao Zedong". According to Director Luo, the bronze statue was designed by Liu Kaiqu, a famous sculpture master and director of the National Art Museum of China, and his apprentice, national first-class artist Cheng Yunxian, and cast by Nanjing Chenguang Machinery Factory, a national first-class enterprise and the Ministry of Aerospace Industry.
She gave us a detailed explanation of the entire process of transportation, erection of the statue, and unveiling of the red silk. It was 9 a.m. on December 6, 1993. The bronze statue of Mao Zedong traveled more than 1,300 kilometers and lasted 5 days, and finally reached the border of Shaoshan. In Shaoshan, people had already gathered on both sides of the highway with firecrackers and beating gongs and drums to welcome the crowd, which stretched for 15 kilometers. When the bronze statue convoy arrived, firecrackers were blasting and cheers thundered. More than 200 Shaoshan youths formed an escort team with 100 motorcycles to escort the bronze statue all the way into Shaoshan Chong. Nearly 10,000 people waiting at the Bronze Statue Square shed tears of excitement when they saw the bronze statue of Mao Zedong. People shouted: "Chairman Mao is back!" "Chairman Mao is back!" On this day, the weather in Shaoshan was exceptionally clear, cloudless, and the sun was shining brightly. What is even more strange is that for several days in a row, Shaoshan rushed into the sky. Two peculiar phenomena appeared: the sun and moon shine together and the cuckoo blooms. In Shaoshan, it is an extremely rare phenomenon that the sun and moon shine together at 10 a.m. in December, and azaleas (azaleas) bloom all over the mountain. On this day when the bronze statue was completed and the red silk was unveiled, another strange sight appeared next to the bronze statue of Mao Zedong: 6 brightly colored butterflies dancing around the bronze statue. People were amazed: Could it be that the six heroes of the Mao family turned into butterflies and came to congratulate Chairman Mao on his birthday? In front of the bronze statue of Chairman Mao, a group of 49 of us lined up with great reverence and bowed solemnly three times and presented a large flower basket.
It expresses our admiration for coming from thousands of miles away! Red Classic Prose Recital Chapter 4
We are the silver threads dropped by God from the sky; nature catches us and uses us to beautify it Mountains and rivers. We are pearls of beauty that fell from the crown of the goddess Astartes, snatched away by the daughter of the morning and scattered across the earth.
I was crying, but the hills were laughing. I fell down, but the flowers held their heads high. The dark clouds and the earth are lovers. I sympathize with them and deliver letters to them. I poured in, diluting the strong desire between them and soothing the wounded heart of the other.
Thunder and lightning heralded my arrival, and a rainbow in the sky announced the end of my journey. Such is life, it begins at the feet of angry thunder and lightning and ends in the arms of peaceful death.
I rise from the sea and soar on the wings of the sky. Seeing the beautiful garden, I descend, I kiss the lips of the flowers and embrace the branches of the trees.
Everything was silent. I tapped the crystal glass on the window with my slender fingers. The sound formed a song, which intoxicated the sentimental soul.
The heat of the atmosphere gave birth to me, but I want to dispel this hot atmosphere, just like women, who always get the power to conquer them from men.
I am the sigh of the ocean, the tears of the sky, and the smile of the earth. The same is true for love. They are sighs from the ocean of emotion, tears from the thoughtful sky, and smiles from the heart. Red Classic Prose Recital Chapter 5
The camellias bloomed again, such white and beautiful flowers, blooming all over the tree.
Every time, I cannot walk past a flowering tree without noticing it. Such white and moist flowers start from small green buds, become more and more full, and slowly bloom; from semi-circle, to almost full circle, to full circle. When the flower blooms, if you are willing to look at it carefully, you can understand every word it says. Just because each flower can only bloom once, it is extremely careful to make every move. There is not a single flower in the tree that blooms wrongly. They welcome the only spring so cautiously and seriously.
So when I walk past a flowering tree, I have to be surprised and breathless at the beauty of life. Red Classic Prose Recital Chapter 6
Suppose I changed into a "golden flower", just for fun, growing on the high branches of the tree, laughing and swaying in the wind, and on the new leaves Dancing, mother, will you know me?
If you shout: "My child, where are you?" I will hide my smile secretly, but make no sound. I want to open the petals quietly and watch you work.
When you take a shower, with wet hair spread on your shoulders, and walk through the shade of the "Golden Flower" tree to the small courtyard where you pray, you will smell the fragrance of the flower, but not... Know that this fragrance comes from me.
When you sit in front of the window reading Ramayana after lunch, and the shadow of the tree falls on your hair and knees, I will cast my little The shadow is on the page of your book, right where you are reading. But would you guess that this is your child's little shadow?
When you went to the cowshed with the light in your hand at dusk, I would suddenly drop to the ground again and be you again. My child, please tell me a story.
"Where have you been, you bad boy?"
"I won't tell you, Mom." That's what you and I had to say at that time.
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