During the winter vacation, my father went on a business trip to Beijing. My mother and I were lucky enough to go with him. This is one of the great joys in my life.
We took the train for two days and two nights, and finally arrived in Beijing at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at night. I really wanted to see Beijing! It was already late at night, and my parents were still discussing the plan for the next day. When I knew I would go to Tiananmen Square early tomorrow morning to watch the flag raising. I felt even more excited. After a long time, I finally fell into a sweet dream. The next day, I got up early and woke up my parents, but they still got up a little late. We didn't bother to have breakfast, so we ran to Tiananmen Square. Ouch! Lots of people are running. There are adults carrying children, uncles and aunts supporting grandmothers and grandfathers, and what’s even more interesting is that there are some foreigners! People are running on this side of the street, and they are also running on the other side of the street. People ran and ran carrying big and small bags, and they were all sweating profusely. This running style doesn’t look like a morning workout? I’m so confused.
When I was out of breath and turned the corner to Tiananmen Square with my parents, I suddenly understood. It turned out to be Tiananmen Square. She was like a huge magnet, attracting people. Attracted from all directions. At seven o'clock, people gathered in large numbers under the flagpole in front of Tiananmen Square. Waiting for this flag to be raised. Dad said: "The flag-raising ceremony is solemn and great. It is a spectacle that people are eager to witness." ” The sun is rising slowly, the Tiananmen Square is filled with red clouds, and the ground is filled with people like clouds. The solemn national anthem was played on the Tiananmen Gate Tower. During the national anthem, a group of Peoples Liberation Army uncles walked out of the Tiananmen Gate Tower, crossed the Jinshui Bridge, and came to the flag-raising platform with neat and vigorous steps, holding the five-star red flag in hand. An uncle from the Peoples Liberation Army untied the flag rope and put the flag rope on the five-star red flag. The bright five-star red flag rose along the flagpole, facing the morning wind, and the sun! People looked up at the five-star red flag, and their hearts were filled with respect. Dad cried, and so did many people. A journalist uncle pointed the microphone at an old woman and asked: "Can you talk about your feelings after watching the flag raising?" The old woman said with tears: "This is my first time coming to Beijing, and it is also my first time watching the flag raising." Raising the flag, at this moment, made me feel the greatness of the motherland and how proud I am to be a Chinese. It’s hard-won for our motherland to be where we are today!” ListenAfter listening to the old ladys words, I seemed to be a lot more sensible all of a sudden.
In front of Tiananmen Square, we took a group photo facing the newly raised five-star red flag flying high. She floats in Tiananmen Square and will always fly in my heart.
