我坐在金碧輝煌的人民大会堂里,双目盯着主席台,一阵音乐声起,我們的党和国家领导人步上了主席台。热情的欢呼,雷鸣的掌声,使千万顆心凝結在一起,向領袖們致以崇高的敬意。我心里多么激动啊,泪水禁不住往外直流。我多么想跑上台去,向领袖們倾吐我的一切——一个世袭貧农的兒子,解放前历尽了人世的艰辛;解放后,在党的亲切撫养教育下,由一个半文盲变成一个小学校长。我不知用什么 Sitting in the magnificent Great Hall of the People, I stared at the rostrum with a burst of music, and our party and state leaders stepped onto the rostrum. Warm cheers, thunderous applause, so that millions of hearts together, to the leaders with high respect. How excited my heart ah, tears can not help but out DC. How I would like to run onto the stage and pour out everything to the leaders - a son of hereditary poor peasants who had experienced the hardships before the liberation; after the liberation, under the party’s cordial upbringing education, from a semi-literate to a primary school principal. I do not know what to use