1995年7月1日,是我人生路上值得骄傲和纪念的日子。伟大的中国共产党,考验和培养了我十年,今天我终于举起右手,向神圣的党旗宣誓:全心全意为人民服务……。我怀着幸福和激动,感觉到自己真正迈入盼望已久的自己的“家”。曾记得,怀着对革命前辈无比崇敬的心情,我伫立于这片红西路军用热血染红的土地上,看到的是满坡鲜红鲜红的山丹花,听到的是回荡在祁连山中人鸣马嘶的余音。当父辈讲起那段感人故事的时候,我们这群顽皮的孩童,竟一个个大气不出,变得极度老实,听到可悲可恨之处,还会显出横眉咬牙之势。行进于祁连山的小路,仿佛无数顶灰色的八角帽,披着尘埃向大山中走去,留下的是满天红星和永 July 1, 1995 is the proud and memorable day in my life. The great Chinese Communist Party has tested and cultivated me for ten years. Today I finally raised my right hand and swore an oath to the sacred party flag: serving the people wholeheartedly. With happiness and excitement, I felt myself really entering my long-awaited home. I remembered that with great reverence for the revolutionary predecessors, I stood on the red-hot blood stained with red blood on this Red West Road. I saw the bright red saffron flower full of slopes, and I heard the echoes of people in the Qilian Mountains Mating neighing sound. When my parents talked about the touching story, the naughty children of us all turned out to be extremely honest. When we hear the sad and hateful place, we can also show the tendency of the crossbrow teether. Travel in the Qilian mountain path, as if the gray top of the octagonal cap, dressed in dust to the mountains, leaving the sky is Red Star and forever