Mother's hometown

The mother is a serpent, who loves mountains and waters.



Mother's hometown is in Wuhan and Hanyang. When I was a child, she told me that there was a mountain called Sheshan in Wuhan, and there was a building called Yellow Crane Tower on it. The Yellow Crane Tower is close to the mountain and near the water. It is famous for the mountain, the water and the immortals. Since the Tang Dynasty, there has been this mountain and this building's spirit.

When I grow up, I know Wuhan is a famous historical city and a hero city. It was not only the northern expedition that year, but also the Anti Japanese war. The river flows endlessly, and the children of the three towns sing heroic songs; the city is full of heroic things, and the trees of sycamore are mottled.

Now, there is another war in Wuhan. It is a new type of coronavirus, which has become a big outbreak. Family suffering, people suffering, the world concerned.

This year's Spring Festival must be a tragic one, with countless people's hearts gripped and hurt; countless medical teams rushed to the center of the epidemic area to fight against the epidemic and close to death.



The sky is still the moon of Qin Dynasty, and the ground is the frost of Li Bai, but the heart is already poetic, hanging in the mid air, aching. "The green grass and the parrot island make people sad on the Yanbo river." When will I return my safe and beautiful hometown? When will there be another spring breeze in China?

Dancing red flag, fighting epidemic, how many heroes can sing, how many deeds can cry. We should build up the party's aspiration and give full play to the strength of the whole country. We should not worry too much about a war of resistance, nor should we worry too much about a war of annihilation.

Help Wuhan, a homesick heart, retrograde along the Yangtze River, in front of the battle, is far away from the mother's hometown.



Support Wuhan, a letter of invitation, passed in the hands of my daughter, not far ahead, is the blooming spring flowers.