又一個清明節，又一個緬懷先烈的日子。我們來到了沈兆雲烈士的墓前，祭奠長眠在這裡的先烈的英靈。
站在烈士墓前，我們心潮起伏，思緒萬千。革命先烈們有的為了民族獨立和國家尊嚴獻出了寶貴的生命;有的為了徹底埋葬舊世界，建立社會主義新中國而前赴後繼，英勇作戰，拋頭顱、灑熱血;也有的在和平建設時期，為了祖國的繁榮富強而獻出青春和熱血。
先烈們，在中華民族面臨生死存亡的危險時刻，是你們用自己的血肉之軀築起了鋼鐵長城，與日本帝國主義侵略者進行著殊死拼搏。你們倒下了，但成千上萬“不願做奴隸的人們”站起來了，他們高唱著“義勇軍進行曲”，去繼承你們未竟的事業;先烈們，是你們把對國家、對勞苦大眾的愛化作戰鬥中同敵人拼殺的精神力量，不怕犧牲，勇往直前，以摧枯拉朽之勢，宣佈了蔣家王朝的滅亡，建立了人民當家作主的新中國;先烈們，在社會主義建設最需要的時刻，又是你們拋去了家庭和個人的一切，毫不猶豫，挺身而出，把寶貴的生命無私地獻給了祖國和人民，把滿腔的熱血灑遍祖國大地。
面對你們，我們怎麼能不肅然起敬?你們的輝煌業績，將彪炳史冊、萬古流芳!你們的英名將與日月同輝，與江河共存!我們敬慕你們，無私奉獻的英雄!正是因為有了你們這些無數的革命先烈，有了你們的崇高，有了你們的無私才有了今天的和平環境，才有了祖國的繁榮昌盛。
我追求，我快樂
我追求，我快樂。“隨風奔跑自由是方向，追逐雷和閃電的力量，把浩瀚的海洋裝進我的胸膛，即使再小的帆也能遠航……”唱著這首激情的歌，我放縱自己盡情地飛翔，因為我有一雙夢想的翅膀。我努力地追求，因為我追求，所以我快樂!
我是一條歡歌而行的小溪。我從一座險峻的高山流下，一路走來，我從岩石的身旁掠過，我曾滋潤菌菌的綠草，也曾觸控過大地的脈搏。我的追求是追尋大海的足跡，一路奉獻。在我前進的路上，人們喜歡用我潔淨的身軀映照自己的臉龐，或者用我擦把臉。我至今仍能夠聽到孩子們在我身邊嬉戲的迴音和那琅琅上口的洗衣瑤。我在岩石間飛漱，我在平原上飛騰，我在鄉野間飛瀉，我一定要和大海融為一體。雖然前進的路上充滿艱辛，但我知道，大海是我最好的歸宿，不管追求的路上有多少痛楚等著我。只要勇敢地追求，我就會感到快樂。
我是一片樹葉。我用一生執著地綠著，我想成就一個金色的夢。我擁有美麗的容顏、美好的青春，我的追求是在人生舞臺的大幕合攏之際，悠然飄零，化作春泥，然後微笑著對自己說“生命無悔”。於是，我在陽光下經受考驗，我在暴雨中堅強自己。當生命的戀歌奏起，我微笑著閉上眼睛，欣然地飄落到大地母親的懷抱，沒有猶豫，沒有遲疑。因為我知道，這是我回報大地母親關懷的最好形式。我願用我的生命給大地帶來新的生機和活力。
我是天空中的一片執著追求的雲，我因追求而快樂……
我是沙漠裡的一株執著追求的樹，我因追求而快樂……
我一直都記得一句話：要輸就輸給追求，要贏就贏得幸福。追求是一個美麗的過程。無論成敗，我都會追求不已。因為我追求，所以我快樂!
感恩，是一盞使人們對生活充滿理想與希望的導航燈，它為我們指明瞭前進的道路。感恩，是成就陽光人生的支點。
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小草，拼命地竄出泥土
呈現給大地一抹清新的綠
那是小草為大地的感恩
花朵，冶豔地綻放出花蕾
呈現給大自然一味沁人心脾的調味劑
那是花兒對大自然的感恩
雛鷹，自在地翱翔於天空
呈現給天空一道別致的風景
那是雛鷹對天空的感恩
同樣，人也會感恩
毛澤東帶領共產黨抗日
呈獻給祖國一分不畏強暴、堅韌的毅力
那是毛澤東對祖國的感恩
居里夫人日夜研究化學實驗
呈獻給世界一筆寶貴的文化財富
那是居里夫人對世界的感恩
感恩，
源於心靈美好與否。
祖國培育了我們
對此，我們要感恩
父母養育了我們
對此，我們要感恩
老師教導了我們
對此，我們要感恩
路人默默的援助
對此，我們同樣要感恩
心懷感恩，心繫感恩
世界將會因為我們的努力
而發出最璀璨的光輝
感恩的心。感謝有你，伴我一生，讓我有勇氣做我自己感恩的心，感謝命運。花開花落，我一樣會珍惜。
And some of us who have already begun to break the silence of the night have found that the calling to speak is often a vocation of agony, but we must speak. we must speak with all the humility that is appropriate to our limited vision, but we must speak. and we must rejoice as well, for surely this is the first time in our nation's history that a significant number of its religious leaders have chosen to move beyond the prophesying of smooth patriotism to the high grounds of a firm dissent based upon the mandates of conscience and the reading of history. perhaps a new spirit is rising among us. if it is, let us trace its movements and pray that our own inner being may be sensitive to its guidance, for we are deeply in need of a new way beyond the darkness that seems so close around us.
over the past two years, as i have moved to break the betrayal of my own silences and to speak from the burnings of my own heart, as i have called for radical departures from the destruction of vietnam, many persons have questioned me about the wisdom of my path. at the heart of their concerns this query has often loomed large and loud: "why are you speaking about the war, dr. king?" "why are you joining the voices of dissent?" "peace and civil rights don't mix," they say. "aren't you hurting the cause of your people," they ask? and when i hear them, though i often understand the source of their concern, i am nevertheless greatly saddened, for such questions mean that the inquirers have not really known me, my commitment or my calling. indeed, their questions suggest that they do not know the world in which they live.
thank you, mr. chairman.
mr. chairman, i join my colleague mr. rangel in thanking you for giving the junior members of this committee the glorious opportunity of sharing the pain of this inquiry. mr. chairman, you are a strong man, and it has not been easy but we have tried as best we can to give you as much assistance as possible.
earlier today, we heard the beginning of the preamble to the constitution of the united states: "we, the people." it's a very eloquent beginning. but when that document was completed on the seventeenth of september in 1787, i was not included in that "we, the people." i felt somehow for many years that george washington and alexander hamilton just left me out by mistake. but through the process of amendment, interpretation, and court decision, i have finally been included in "we, the people."
today i am an inquisitor. an hyperbole would not be fictional and would not overstate the solemnness that i feel right now. my faith in the constitution is whole; it is complete; it is total. and i am not going to sit here and be an idle spectator to the diminution, the subversion, the destruction, of the constitution.
"who can so properly be the inquisitors for the nation as the representatives of the nation themselves?" "the subjects of its jurisdiction are those offenses which proceed from the misconduct of public men."¹ and that's what we're talking about. in other words, [the jurisdiction comes] from the abuse or violation of some public trust.
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