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the great wall is the place i longed for for a long time. during the summer vacation, i finally had a common understanding of the ancient the great wall scenery of the chinese nation. but it seems that i am in a lot of mood to go to the great wall.

badaling stands in the western suburbs of beijing, undulating mountains afar, close to the mountain steep, and the green all over the mountains and plains. light green, green, dark green, dark green, folds, spread to the horizon. in the green ocean, the great wall is particularly prominent. it is like a bright yellow dragon, around the peaks, just too desolate, lifeless, too mournful.

the great wall is still here today, but not when the emperor.

who will remember, once by four, the flames of war, yin ma, changfeng spirits elegy. how many guards its warriors buried in this grave, accompanied by all the past. the years have taken away countless sighs of pain, leaving only it, witnessing the past of blood and tears, smoke and fire, and the future that no one knows.

who will remember, this piece of land and buried many bones of the dead, blood soaked the ruins. as the pyramid of egypt, the colosseum in ancient rome. they are the civilizations of the world and the misfortune of the people. with the life of a brilliant fortification, too extravagant, no one dare not profane.

now, the scroll of history has been turned over, and the the great wall is no longer a sacred mission. quiet creeping in the earth's corner, ice cream was exposed to wind and rain, silent, silent forever. day after day, thousands of tourists in the body had clear footsteps will last esteem its destruction. it turns out that the value of it now is only for people to watch.

i stood on the the great wall, as far as the look to the distant place. see that year, su wu shepherd, lady zhaojun, gen gi khan from the north of the conquest of the eurasian continent. there is no doubt that the great wall's history and rich years relic of the situation, it is the essence of pride, it is sad. xiao xiao, who is crying in a low voice, and who is crying. the sad atmosphere in the great wall also spread around, quietly sigh. everything is like a dream, after a dream, or a person to face it alone.

the great wall, my world elegy for you......