I found this article on Baidu, please help me review it! Every bit of history is like sand and stone shells scattered across a vast beach. I quietly walk by, greedily gazing at these sparkling treasures, occasionally picking up one or two shells that touch the soul, sending a dream, and squatting down to place it. The Chinese Dream flows through the years. On the beach stands a shell weathered by the vicissitudes, a story of China spanning five thousand years. From the time the Yellow Emperor created history to today, as we recite history, I have seen so many stories; every Chinese person shares the same Chinese Dream. Prosperity! Prosperity! The slogan of the Chinese Dream continues. The Chinese Dream flows through every day and night, in the heart of every Chinese person. No matter how great the difficulties—earthquakes, mudslides, floods—there will always be smiles of success after enduring hardships. All is gone; count the heroes, and look to the present. Collecting every Chinese Dream that has flowed through the years, fighting in the world, setting a lifelong dream
On the beach stands a shining shell, the story of the Chinese Olympics, the World Expo, and the successful launch of Chang'e-2. When thunderous applause rang out and the world looked at China, I knew China's light had already shone in every corner of the globe. The Chinese Dream continues, our gaze remains persistent, quietly offering our modest strength. This is a dream, one called the Chinese Dream, a dream deeply called out by every Chinese person. I look up at every figure striving beneath the medal with the perspective of my heart, listen to every footstep approaching the Chinese Dream, bow down to hold the honors that have flowed through the years, raise my hand in salute, and loudly proclaim my Chinese Dream.
On the beach is a shell remembered; that is the story of Chinese people living far from home. I clearly see that some people are foreign but carry Chinese soil with them; some shout 'Long live China!' before the Olympic live broadcast; some say during interviews with foreign journalists: "I am Chinese, and we all share one dream. It is called the Chinese Dream!" "Yes, that is our Chinese Dream—a faith, a remembrance, a struggle, filled everywhere with the flavor of the Chinese Dream." Even in a foreign land, we can still hum the melody of the national anthem, keep the motherland in our hearts, remember the Chinese Dream, and strive to create a better future. As the tides rise and fall, I sit on the vast beach, watching the China growing prosperous before me, sunlight streaming through the clouds onto me.I stood up, with the corners of my mouth gently curling up, carrying a sense of strength, a sense of honor, a sense of remembrance. I gently picked up a few shells, keeping them close, encouraging myself, my heart already prepared to plant the Chinese Dream and create a beautiful future.
