When the holiday started, the first thing I noticed was the national flag waving everywhere. The red color and five golden stars immediately reminded me of our country’s long history and unity. At that moment, I felt proud that I am a part of this big community. National pride is sometimes abstract, but when you see the whole country celebrating together, it suddenly becomes very real.

Traditions also shaped my identity during this holiday. For example, my family prepared special dishes, from dumplings to mooncakes, and we shared them at a big family dinner. Food may seem simple, but it connects me to generations before me. When I tasted the dishes my grandparents made, I realized that identity is not just personal—it is passed down like recipes, full of meaning.

This holiday also gave me memories of travel. Visiting new places, seeing historical monuments, and hearing local dialects reminded me of the diversity within China. Although people speak differently in each region, we all celebrate the same National Day. That made me understand identity as something both local and national at the same time.

In the end, I realized that this holiday is not only about celebrating the country, but also about discovering who I am within it. My identity grows each time I connect with traditions, culture, and people around me, and the National Day holiday made this connection even stronger.

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Written by Mandy on 02.Oct.2025

Hey there! What’s your feeling about being Chinese? Being Chinese isn't just my nationality—it's like my heartbeat. I was born here, grew up here, and this land shaped everything about me. Especially during National Holiday, when I see red flags everywhere and hear patriotic songs, I feel this deep connection to my roots.

I went to Beijing last National Holiday. After visiting the Palace Museum and the Temple of Heaven, I was awed by the splendid culture of my motherland. At Badaling, an Italian girl asked her tour guide why so many families climb the wall during Golden Week. The guide pointed to a grandfather hoisting his grandson onto his shoulders: "This wall isn't just stones. It's where we teach our children to stand tall." I was moved by what he said and I realized this is where we stood strong. A sense of pride of being Chinese welled up in my heart.

I regard nationality as an important part of my identity because it shows where I originally came from. Also, being Chinese is deeply tied to patriotism and family bonds. I learned to sing the national anthem when I was young then join the Communist Youth League after primary school. I also enjoy celebrating traditional Chinese festivals with my family. It teaches me how to love my motherland with action greatly and shapes my way to view the world.

All in all , being Chinese doesn’t merely mean that you need to stop and pay your respects when the national anthem plays, nor does it merely mean that you have the responsibility to protect national security. It is a profound identity woven from centuries of culture, resilience, and shared values. It means that no matter wherever you go, what job you are doing, you must know that you belong to China and you are connected by blood with all Chinese. So, are you glad to be Chinese or do you plan to do something meaningful this National Holiday? Share your story under my blog! I am looking forward to receive your replies!

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National Day back home is all about flags, crowds and celebrations — but what if you are in Chicago at 5PM, Boston, or a Sydney sidewalk? This year, three tiny stories from Chinese students overseas proved that distance would not dim the patriotism of Chinese. Let’s hear ‘em!

5 PM in Chicago

One of my friends Christina studies in Chicago. As a Chinese, when National Day came, she texted me how excited she was — but what really touched me is her WeChat Moment. Tiananmen’s flag-raising ceremony normally starts at 6:10 AM in Beijing time, which is 5:10 PM the day before there. At five o’clock in Chicago, Christina went back to her dorm, turned on the live stream on TV, and sat straight on the sofa. When the national flag started to rise, she stood up. Her gaze lifted as the flag on the screen went up — just like she was standing right in front of Tiananmen Square. She wrote her experience on her WeChat Moment: When I saw the national flag fluttering at Tiananmen Square through the TV, I nearly bursted into tears.

Dumplings made in Boston

My cousin is pursuing her master’s in Boston. She called me last night, sharing her experience on National Day super excitedly. On the evening of October 1st, she made traditional Chinese dumplings with her roommates who are from all over the world. She said,” The moment I ate the dumplings I made myself, I felt that no matter how far I am, my heart is always tied to China”.

The street choir

When I was surfing the Internet yesterday, a short video from Sydney touched me. A Chinese student sat near a sidewalk, singing My Motherland and Me with a guitar in hand. In this 30-second video, I see a crowd gathering — there were other Chinese expats like him, a Chinese mother and daughter who were traveling in Sydney, and the locals. They all sang along or clapped with the rhythm, and their eyes were filled with pride or admiration. When I watched this video, I could not help but feel deeply moved.

Through these three stories, I felt the pride of Chinese people abroad. At the same time, I also feel extremely honored to be a Chinese myself. I am going to be an expat one day, and would also celebrate the National Day overseas. But no matter Christina in Chicago, my cousin in Boston, or that Chinese student in Sydney, these moments all tell that no matter how far we are, our Chinese hearts all beat on the National Day!

Hi there, readers of this blog! Have you ever had such a similar experience while abroad? C’mon, leave me a comment — let’s share it together!

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I’m not a sports lover, but can you imagine a hiking

experience could deepen my understanding of my identity? Actually, it was more than a hike—it was an experience that made me realize what being Chinese means to me.

Last summer vacation, I travelled to Mountain Qingcheng. At the beginning, I felt exhausted and complained about the long, tiring path. But as I went on, every step felt like stepping into a Chinese painting: the trees were so vividly green, and the waterfalls made the views even more stunning. A quiet sense of honor welled up in my heart.

What impressed me most, though, were the kind people I met. Halfway up the mountain, my legs ached so badly I could barely move. To be honest, I wanted to quit right then. That’s when a lady noticed me. I still remember her saying, “Cheer up! The view from the top is worth every step!” before handing me her extra hiking pole. Encouraged by her, I stood up again, and we made our way to the top together. Just as she’d promised, I saw the most breathtaking view of my life: the sun was setting, and the clouds below us were dyed warm red.

I realized that being Chinese isn’t just about admiring incredible landscapes. It’s also about offering help to others—even strangers—and staying resilient when facing difficulties. For ages, kindness and resilience have been core Chinese virtues. Throughout China's history, countless people have sacrificed their own interests for others and feared no failures. These qualities shine in small moments, not just grand stories.

To sum up, my Chinese identity is shaped by more than just our nation’s beauty. It’s shaped by the warmth of strangers who lend a hand, the resilience to keep going when things get hard. How about you? I’d like to hear your voice.

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Hey everyone! This National Day holiday, something hit me differently. As I watched the red flags flutter everywhere, I felt a deep sense of pride—not just because of the celebrations, but because I realized what being Chinese truly means to me.

What Being Chinese Means During National Day

For me, National Day isn’t just a break from school or work. It’s a reminder of where I come from and the strength of our people. Every year, my family gathers to watch the flag-raising ceremony on TV. My grandma always says, “This flag carries our stories.” And she’s right. Seeing thousands of people singing the national anthem together gives me chills. It’s not just about pride—it’s about belonging.

Traditions That Bring Us Together

One thing I love about National Day is how it brings families together.My brother studies in Nanjing as a freshman in the university.But during this holiday,he came back to Chengdu , we did many things together. I also helped my mom make hongshao rou (braised pork), a dish that’s been in our family for generations. As we cooked, she told me stories about how her grandparents celebrated National Day decades ago. It made me realize—these traditions aren’t just routines; they’re threads connecting us to our past.

A Time for Reflection and Hope

Beyond the fireworks and good food, National Day is also a time to reflect. I think about how far we’ve come as a country and the values that define us: resilience, unity, and respect for our roots. These values shape who I am—whether it’s helping others in my community or striving to do my best in school.

So why am I writing this? Because National Day is more than a holiday—it’s a part of my identity. It reminds me to be proud of my culture, cherish the happy moments with my family, and look forward to a bright future.

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This National Day holiday helped me fell more connected to being Chinese--- something I have grown accustomed to.

On October 1st, my family had a big dinner. My grandma made dumplings and said,"I hold a coin in one of the dumplings.Anyone who can find the coin can have good luck!"My brother and I was so excited as we both wanted to be the luckiest one.The end is my mother got the lucky coin which almost cracked her teeth.(said by herself ).Although I didn't get the lucky coin,I still have fun during this game.

My cousin sang a patriotic song and my uncles talked about their National day when they were kids.I could hardly image all the cool tings they did back then.

Biting into the warm dumping,I felt happy.This small moment like eating with family, hearing grandmas's words, made me proud to be Chinese.It's not big things, but those little moments like that show me who I am and how lucky for me to be a Chinese.

Unlike people who had fancy, special experiences this holiday , my Chinese identity lies in these simple, happy, ordinary moments with family.

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On the morning of October 1st, I watched the National Day flag-raising ceremony live with my mom and dad. When the national anthem started playing and the national flag slowly rose to the top of the pole, my dad stood up straight without realizing it. I did the same too. Even though I wasn’t at Tian’anmen Square, I felt so excited. It made me think how great our country is. Later, my dad told me that when he was a kid, his family could only listen to the National Day celebration on the radio. Now we can watch the live broadcast clearly. He said this shows how our country has become stronger.

During the holiday, my grandma cooked lots of traditional dishes. There was braised pork, which is my favorite, and dumplings that stand for family togetherness. Grandma said that in the past, people could only eat such good food during festivals.

But now, we can make and eat them whenever we want. When our whole family sat around the table eating, my grandpa told us stories about his young days. He said that when he was young, it took several days to travel to another city by train. But now, high-speed trains can get there in just a few hours. I thought that was amazing, and I felt proud too—because all these changes happened because Chinese people worked hard together.

This National Day holiday is fun. And helped me understand why I’m proud to be Chinese.

Hi, everyone. What’s your spacial feelings about the spring festival or the New Year?

What comes to your mind first when I mentioned the New Year? Well, many of you may think about reunion, big meals, red pockets, fire works and so on. But for me, it’s just like being reborn. When everyone begins to count the last few seconds, when the big clock’s pointers are both pointing to 12, everyone begins shouting, cheering and hugging each other. And that’s the most beautiful scene that I have already seen.

New year is a good chance to learn others’ culture and tradition

I was always not at home when the new years come, so I can see that how the people around the world celebrate this wonderful and forgettable moment. It reminds me that when I was in Thailand, the people there began to have a big party in the afternoon and ended till the midnight. Also, the people there were very friendly that even invite us to join there party. And since their tradition is to throw out water on people, we were totally wet that day. I still remember what them said to us”if you have been wash over , your bad luck will also get away form you”.

New year is a good time to just stay with your family

When I think about the New Year, I always regard it as a time staying with my family members. Although because of my father’s special job, he can’t always be there with me, but we can still have fun with the video calls, still face to face. Also, he shared his feelings about being to another country. Besides, about my cousins, we always have a big meal in the spring festival and play together. We also play outside, till night, sitting on the grass, watching the beautiful fire workers in the sky. What an amazing experience in my mind.

New year is also a new beginning for everything

If you want to do something new, then the new year will be a new beginning for everything whether it’s new or not. So, you can try new things or just make up for the mistakes made before. It’s all your choice.

So, what’s your story about the New Year Festival. Have have other ideas about that?

I’m looking forward to your replies!

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What can a simple holiday bring me? I would like to share with you.

Morning at Tianfu Square

In this National Day, I experienced memorable moments. On the first day of National Day, I went to Tianfu Square at 6 a.m. to avoid missing the flag-raising ceremony. There were plenty of people from all over the country. They filled the huge square. The passion of the Chinese people shocked me. We stood there for a few hours just to watch the flag raising. I got a sense of union and primarily understood the strong spirit of the Chinese people.

Conversation with a Grandmother

After the ceremony, we went to People's Park for a walk and had breakfast here. Elders always gather at this park, so we had a small talk with a grandma. She told me something I had never heard about. She described China before liberation. When she talked about her identity as a Chinese, she seemed to be proud of it. Through her moving stories, we discovered that our country is so hardworking that it has overcome hard times. We have more respect for our own country.

The Meaning of Being Chinese

What does being Chinese mean to me? Maybe in the past it was just my nationality, which I was born with. But now I would like to say it represents a sense of safety and responsibility. I feel safe to be a Chinese because my country always saves me when I face serious problems overseas. I feel responsible to be a Chinese since I want to contribute to my country in the future. When I stand in Tianfu Square in the morning with other Chinese people and watch the flag of my country rising, I feel proud.

Conclusion

All in all, I learned a lot in these few days and recognized my identity as a Chinese further.

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What first prompts into your mind when you consider about the word “National Day”, holiday, Chinese history of even the national flag? Various perspective may have distinct opinions on this festival, which has the longest period time for taking break among all. While from my perspective, my personal identity of this anniversary is only a short video.

What does the video look like?

Although it is just a dated clip, with ambiguous images and sound, it is actually one of the most renowned records domestically, which is known almost the utter Chinese residents, whoever the elder of the youngsters. That is, the video records the announcement of the establishment of New China by Chairman Mao. In the monochrome film, the flag flutters loudly in the sky, the happy looks filling the residents’ faces, the splendid Tian An Men stands majestically behind the crowds. The calm and enthusiastic voice if Chairman Man, with the Hubei’s accent, spread out through the microphone, “ the People’s Republic of China, today, is founded! ”

How could it be connected with National Day?

The video that mentioned beneath was created on the day of the establishment of our present country, which means that the time it recorded is the on the first National Day, 76 years before. It could be consider as the final source of the festival today, continuously influencing the ceremonies and atmosphere of today. Nowadays, we still continues the stuffs in the video, in order to still remember the national solidarity and power.

What is my feeling when I see my identity of National Day?

The time I first saw this fascinated clips, I didn’t aware that it displays the occasion of the foundation of our country. However, the cohesive tone and ardour demonstrated by the video shocked me to a deep degree as well. Later on, I learned about that it is the ceremony of our first National Day, the only thing that came into my mind is that it completely satisfies my impression of our national unity. Under such circumstances, whenever I have a National holiday, I always remember the happiness and pride the video brings to me, which is also a kind of identity of being a Chinese indeed.

Generally speaking, this video is not only a simple record of that ceremony, but also a type of monument that remind us always keep enthusiasm and love of the festival and our motherland.

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   date: 10.5.2025

As a citizen of China, I felt a strong sense of national pride and satisfaction during this national holiday. This is a festival that all Chinese whoever live in the mainland or oversea will celebrate altogether due to the reasons that national day is only a festival but also an essential carrier of intensive national zeal of Chinese people.

The national day could let me recall the past, the previous misery and those pioneers who would rather sacrifice themselves to exchange the precious peace for the following generations. I feel so proud of being Chinese. Even though there are no particular traditions or customs in the national day, we still always watch flag-raising ceremony and sing national song during this day and they can absolutely enhance our national identities that we feel like we are united.

I chose to have Sichuan cuisine with my families in the national day. As one of the most famous styles of dish in China, Sichuan cuisine is so spicy that even beyond the endurance for people from other areas but as a native guy I love it so muchhhhhhh! It is so fascinating and delicious that I can’t even be full when I travelled to other areas or nations.

When I see the Five-Starred Red flag, I can’t control myself to recall the miserable history of China. China has suffered from civil war, has been invaded by Japan, however, Chinese people have never been beaten, we never say never, we are unstoppable, and, finally, we are Chinese!!!

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Written by Oscar.Y | 5 Oct 2025

As a ethnic Chinese, how do I treat National day? How do I celebrate this special festival? Here are 3 points of my viewpoints.

1. Celebrate for The Chinese nation

In my opinion, This is a day for all Chinese people to celebrate not only because the second strongest country among the world is the country built by Chinese people but also for the continuation of a race. When some Chinese people that live abroad encounter some difficulty, there is always a home for them and give them the most strongest protection.

2. Celebrate for The Free Time

As we all know, National day has 8-day’s length which means it provide an opportunity to go outside to better know other places’ culture and tradition. For example, in this vacation, I went to Suzhou to attend a educational travel activity about Chemistry. In there, I not only absorb a lot of knowledge but also make some friends and eat the food of Suzhou.

3. Celebrate for The Family reunion

Coincidentally, in this year, we can celebrate mid-autumn festival and national festival together which means every member in family will go back to home for this memorable moment. After all, family reunion is very hard-won for a lot of reasons. In conclusion, National festival offers a platform for family member to concentrate in one place.

This is my viewpoints about national festival, what about you?

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Have you ever felt super proud of your nation at a moment? Whether the moment the national flag be raised on the great land or the moment national military be displayed on the television. These all instilled a sense of pride in Chinese people.

This year's National Day really makes me felt unforgettable. I have arrived in Shanghai four days ago. Once I got into the downtown of Shanghai. I was been fancinated by the fancy building and skyscrapers. Everywhere here was in hustle and bustle. Bright light go through the sky and lit up the whole city. At that moment, I felt a sense of proud to be a Chinese.

The scene demonstrates the great of our nation. Our country developed rapidly from a country with barren land everywhere and backward technology to prosperous. It shows the progress of our country. In this regard, a sense of pride naturally arose in me, becoming a part of my identity. The development of our nation also shaped many way I live and think. I can recieve more information from all around the world due to the development and my health is also protected due to the development.

According to many interview, I realized that not only I have this kind of feeling of proud but most of Chinese. I believe you must be one of them. But Sincerely speaking，have you ever thought why our country can develope so fast? For my perspective, it's because of the solidarity of Chinese. Every Chinese have a sense of proud in their identities, then formed the force of solidarity and push the development of our nation. The National Day is the time and opportunity to strengthen our ethnic identities.

To summary, the sense of proud to our nation plays and important and indispensable role in our Chinese identities.

What's your opinion on this? Your opinion is super important!

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This year's National Day is a special holiday,Mid-Autumn meet Nation Day,so we can enjoy a 8-day vacation! I'd like to share something that about my experience of customs with you.

On the evening of October fifth，my whole family came together to celebrate the special day(although this day is not real Mid-Autumn).The table was full of snacks, fruits and the most important thing----mooncakes.My grandma told us how she used to make mooncakes by hand when she was young.The sweet smell filled the room,and the moon was beautiful.

Later, we went outside to watch the full moon. It was bright and round,shining above the city. It was such a peaceful scenery made me connect with family.I think every Chinese must miss their family very much.The moon was shining above China for everyone who miss their family.It made me think that no matter where we are, the same moon connects us all.

I think being Chinese is not only about customs and traditions,it’s about love between family member,between all Chinese.We share food,watch the moon,talk about stories together. These moments show how our culture brings us closer.I felt proud to belong to China.

This year’s special festival taught me that the love for country begins the love for family.How did you celebrate this year’s “National Day meet Mid-Autumn” Festival? I’d love to hear your stories and memories in the comments!

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I have always been a person without much sentiment. But on an ordinary Mid-Autumn Festival night, I suddenly realized the charm of Chinese culture and was deeply attracted by it.          

On an unaccompanied Mid-Autumn Festival night, the moon light and screen light were my only warmth. I felt a long-dormant boredom, so I went to the balcony and began staring blankly at the moon. After a moment, a strange thought appeared in my mind--I’m doing the same thing as my ancesters. They appreciated moon and then had a wish to the moon and made delicious moon cake with their family. This thought made me realize that I shouldn't waste such a wonderful moment. So I called my mom and dad, and took out the moon cake.

Reunion

During the video call, we shared our mooncakes and spent this Mid-Autumn Festival together. After the call ended, I felt a bit down, which made me realize the Chinese people's strong desire for reunion. Reuniting with family during festivals is a traditional Chinese practice and a cherished aspiration of the Chinese people. I realized that Chinese culture has already completely integrated into me, and shaped my identity.

Distant company

I thought of the ancient tales, Change and Houyi. They are the protecter of Mid-Autunm Festival, and they were accompaning every people on this land. The distant tale lived in my spirit and became a symbol of my Chinese identity.

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A math whiz: Last year I traveled to China and encountered the Mid-Autunm Festival. I ate the moon cake and it was so delicious!!

Freya: That is true!! Welcome you to come and visit again!!

Every year when the National Day comes , I feel a strong sense of excitement. It’s not only because we can have a long holiday, it’s more about that strong feeling of pride and being a Chinese. You can see red flags are waving all over the city, people on the streets are full of happiness, many people show their best wish to our country.But have you ever wondered what are we truly celebrating for?

For myself,I never think about it before ,I just know I can have long days off and I can do many things I want.But with the age increase,I start to perceivethe National Day in different ways, especially after learning the history of China.

When I think about the history behind the National Day — dating back to 1949, when China was founded. Since then, China has developed rapidly and avoided being bullied by other countries again. We’ve grown, learned, and progressed in so many ways. To me, National Day isn’t just about looking back at history, it’s also about appreciating the present and believing in the future. It’s a day that reminds me why I’m proud to be a Chinese.

During the holiday, people celebrate in all kinds of ways. Some stay at home and watch the big parade on TV, others travel with friends and family, and many just take the chance to rest and enjoy time together. But no matter what we do, we all have the same feeling — besides patriotism we’re grateful for peace, proud of how strong our country has been, and hopeful for the future.

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Today is Oct. 1st As Chinese ,National Day is always an essential festival to us, because it is a symbol of our country’s birth and makes us proud of our identity as Chinese. So here is a question that bother many foreigners for a long time-------What does it mean to be a Chinese?For this question, I want to tell you something about my own experience that may help solve this question.

Last National Day, I went to Beijing TIN AN MEN square to watch the national flag raising. To be on time , I had to get up early (at 4PM!) from my hotel and rushed to the square.

At first, I was confused that why we have to give up the enough sleeping time for just a time of flag raising? But after I learned about the history of People Republic Of China . I understood that the national flag is not just a flag ,it remind us to value the hard-earned status quo.And it tells us that where we from and what we have to do to pay back our motherland. For a Chinese,it is instrumental to have a strong sense of identity, so that’s why many Chinese people would rather get up early to climb the Great Wall or watching the flag raising. It remind us of the sacrifices and hardships of the revolutionary martyrs.

Nationality is not only essential for Chinese . It takes a large part of identities of each person in each country .So what does it mean to be a Chinese? For me ,it likes more that a sense of identity, a dream about doing something for our motherland as return. It represent the deepest loive for the country we belong to.

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Are there any memorable moments in your life that make you proud of your nationality?I've just experienced such feelings during this National Day!

On the way home from school, I saw workers were still busy on the streets, almost everywhere can I saw them.But wasn't today just one day before the National Day?So why haven't them gone back to their hometown?With this confusion in mind, I watched more closely.Guess what?They were still there to hang our national flags on the street lamps!You could never imagine how surprised I was at that moment.While everyone was hurry to home or hometown, those ordinary workers were decorating our city without being noticed.

I have never thought of being surprised by such a quick and slight moment, but it did happen just few days ago.Our great country was once protected by countless Chinese with their deep love of our nation.And now, such spirits have been passed on by Chinese people from different walks of life through those moments that are easy to ignore.

In a word, this moment inspires me of the passed-on patriotism in our nation, as well as the pride of everyone of being a Chinese.So next time you see flags waving on the street lamps, please don't forget to say thank you to those workers around you before saying a "wow".Plus, tap and share your thoughts about any memorable moments in your life here!

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Date:Oct 7     Name:Leo

This National Day holiday, the usual rhythm of life – the frantic pace of school, the endless homework – finally stilled. For seven days, the identity of "high school student" receded, making room for a more fundamental one: being Chinese. This wasn't just a break; it was a immersion, and it was in the quiet moments, not the grand parades,and that I felt this identity the most deeply.

The most profound moment of pride didn't come from watching the magnificent flag-raising ceremony on TV, though that always sends a shiver down my spine. It came on an ordinary evening, walking through my grandparents' neighborhood. The entire complex was awash in a sea of red. It wasn't just the national flags, though there were plenty. It was the red lanterns hanging from every balcony, their soft glow painting the night with a warm, confident light. It was the deep crimson of the banners wishing a happy holiday, strung between trees.

In that moment, I wasn't a stressed student worrying about exams. I was a single thread in this vast, vibrant tapestry of my country. The color red was no longer just a color from a flag in a textbook; it was the color of the air I was breathing, the color of the joy around me, the color of a shared spirit. I felt an immense, quiet sense of belonging. This was my home, these were my people, and this collective happiness, this simple, unified celebration, was our creation.

This feeling connected directly to the other pillar of the holiday: family and food. The centerpiece was, as always, the reunion dinner. The table groaned under the weight of dishes whose recipes are older than my grandparents. My grandmother’s dumplings, each pleat perfectly pinched, weren't just food; they were edible history, a taste of countless other National Days and family gatherings. The whole steamed fish, symbolizing abundance, the longevity noodles, the sticky rice balls – each bite was a conversation with my ancestors. As we clinked glasses, the chatter of my family, discussing everything from my school life to my grandpa's stories of National Days past, wove a warm blanket of continuity. I realized that being Chinese is to be a link in this endless chain, inheriting traditions and having a responsibility to pass them on.

This holiday, I learned that national pride isn't always loud. Sometimes, it's the quiet hum of a neighborhood content and united. It's in the taste of a home-cooked meal that has nourished generations. It's the feeling of being utterly, peacefully, and proudly at home. Returning to school as a “grade 10 student” now feels different. I carry not just the weight of textbooks, but the quiet strength of that red-lit night and the enduring warmth of my family's table. I am studying for my future, but I am also a guardian of this beautiful, deep-rooted identity.

It`s Oct.1<sup>st</sup>,and it`s the China National day again. What does it mean to us? Although we are asked to think about our national identity and commemorate history during these days, but I guess that for most of people like me, what we actually care most about is the seven-day vacation, right?

Are we unpatriotic?

Noparades, no speeches, no themed activities, just doing some ordinary things that we want and rest lazily——so, Does that mean that we youth are not having love in our country?

I`m not convinced with this kind of ideas. We`ve received a lot patriotism education in the past few years, from primary to high schools, and we used to watch so many red movies and read a lot red novels. We have a sense of national pride in our heart, as we know that how our country come to today. But these grand things are just too far away from our lives, as we don`t need to fight for our nation like our ancestors anymore, and now we care about many other things.

For My Holidays

Like me, in this eight-day vacation, I lay on my bed with my phone in the first four days, and soaked in a café to complete my homework in the last four days. I didn`t do anything that seems to have relations with patriosm. However, I found that there`s still details in my life that remind me of my national pride in each moment.

Details in Life

The red lanterns hung in our neighbors, the slogan shown in the shopping mall large screen, the traditional Chinese foods that are brought out from the kitchen——those are all part of our national culture, and are always here to remind me of my country. See? We are not unpatriotic, but just don`t do such great things to express. Everything around us can show the prosperity and flourishing of the country today, just like National Holidays can mean the peaceful life around us.

Those are my sharing. So what about you? What do you think about the meaning of our National Days? I`m looking forward to your comments below.

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As a student in the international department，I often study Western cultures，so this National Day holiday became a chance to reconnect with my Chinese roots.It wasn ’ t grand，but small moments made me see my identity more clearly.

On October 1st，my family gathered for dinner.Mom cooked hong shao rou(braised pork)and grandma ’ s signature osmanthus cake—dishes I rarely have when busy with IB homework.While eating，grandma shared how she used to save weeks for a small red flag to watch parades.“Pride doesn ’ t change with technology，”she said，as we watched the parade clips on phones.That hit me:these foods and stories are my cultural anchor，even when I ’ m surrounded by English textbooks.

Mid-holiday，Dad took me to his hometown village.New solar-powered houses stood beside old brick huts，but the ancient banyan tree and villagers ’ warmth stayed the same.Kids flew red lanterns，and an elder showed me 1960s photos of the village.“Your dad ran here barefoot，”he laughed.It made me realize:being Chinese isn ’ t just history books—it ’ s remembering where you come from，even as you learn about the world.

The best part?My little cousin ’ s drawing of our family with a red flag.“For National Day!”she said.It reminded me:my identity is a mix of global learning and deep love for my country.This holiday wasn ’ t just a break—it was a reminder of who I am.

As the flags rise up from the tian a men square I fell proud of my country, National Day offers us more than just a holiday; it provides a powerful moment to reflect on our identity. It’s a day when respect and admire the heroes who contribute to our country through this national day I fell a strong sense of identity.

I have been to hong kong this national day when i went into a restaurant the waiters there are very friendly they all said happy national day to all the customer when i was eating there is a very hospitable hongkong resident talk to us the most memorable sentences what he said is now our country is stronger than before it is my hour to see how thriving and prosperous our country now i am so happy and glad to born in our strong and prosperous country when i heard this i fell a strong feeling of identity i consider that i a very lucky born and live in China.

In the evening, I saw the beautiful fireworks in the Victoria harbour. They are a vibrant, living expression of this shared identity. They are a declaration of "who we are" as a people. We see our diversity in the crowds and our unity in the shared anthem. It’s a reminder that our personal identity is deeply intertwined with our national story.

In conclusion as a teenager i need to do something to my country in the future i will do my best yo improve the society make sure every one can find their own identity.

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On the morning of the National Days, I went to the Tianfu Square with my family to watch the flag-raising ceremony. It was really crowded there and it was hard for us to find a place with a great view. But it also reminded me that my identity is deeply connected to my nationality, so do the other people who watched the ceremony with us.

The atmosphere of National Day

The atmosphere of National Day is full of excitement. Ever since I can remember, there have been many National Day decorations on the street every year at this time. National flags are hung under the tall street lamps, and you can see the posters about that National Day everywhere. If you notice the windows of stores, you’ll find that ornaments related to the Five-Star Red flag are extremely common.

The unique memories about National Day

When I was in primary school, my teacher gathered all students together to watch the military parade or classis movies about funding China. When we saw the soldiers who still tried to fight even though they were seriously injured, we suddenly realized that our ancestors paid blood and lives for the present peace.

What does National Day mean to me

Rather than the 7-day holiday, national Day is the special time that told me where I came from. We say thanks to someone who paid a lot for building our prosperous country. Remembering those who contributed to the current beautiful society is our duty.

In conclusion, during the National Day holiday, we learned the history hundreds of years ago, and we understood the importance of celebrating this festival: it is actually a way to show our respects to people who sacrificed themselves for revolution. Additionally, it also teaches us to cherish the rare happiness.

Do you have some fun experiences about National Day Holiday? Do you want to share them? Everyone can leave their own ideas in comments!

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When red flags wave on the streets and fireworks light up the night sky, have you ever stopped to think about what being Chinese really means to you? This National Day holiday, while watching the celebrations with my family, I realized that being Chinese isn’t just about where I was born—it’s a strong pride that’s part of every day.

This year, I watched the flag-raising ceremony at Tianfu Square online. When the national anthem started playing, everyone—from old grandparents to little kids—stood up straight and sang loudly and clearly. My heart felt full of emotion, not just because of the music, but because we all felt like we belonged together. In that moment, I felt linked to hundreds of years of history. It wasn’t just a ceremony; it reminded me how far we’ve moved forward together.

To me, being Chinese means keeping our values of being strong and sticking together. Our culture cares about working as a group—like when families get together for big dinners, or when communities help each other when things are hard. This holiday, when I helped my grandma make traditional food, she told me stories about when she was young. She made me remember that we keep our identity alive through these traditions and memories. It’s in how we respect our past while trying to make a better future.

I’m sure many of you have had similar moments when you felt really proud to be Chinese. Maybe it was when you did something great while showing our culture in another country, or when you told a foreign friend what Mid-Autumn Festival means. These experiences bring us close, making an invisible connection that ties all Chinese people together, no matter where we are.

This National Day, I’ve come to see that being Chinese is both something precious to me personally and a legacy we share as a group. What about you? What does “being Chinese” mean in your life? Share your story below—I’d love to read it!

The National Day is coming to an end. Do you have any special feelings or experiences?

This year's National Day not only brought me joy through celebration, but also made me deeply realize my own identity. Today I'm going to talk about my feelings during the National Day Holiday.

A few years ago, the National Day was just a good opportunity for me to take a vacation and travel. As I grew older, I gradually realized that it was a day for the whole family to enjoy together and for the whole country to celebrate.The National Day made me realize how secure and convenient my identity is.This thought made me feel very proud to be a Chinese.

On October 1st, I returned to my hometown with my parents to visit my relatives. We watched the flag-raising ceremony together with our sister who was far away in a foreign country, and then had a great reunion dinner. After lunch, I noticed that the entire community was actively planning activities for the National Day. At that moment, I truly realized the significance of national peace and prosperity.

Unlike for some people whose National Day celebrations are rich and diverse, for me, National Day is about realizing my identity through all the moments spent with my family.What's your feeling about the National Day Holiday?

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While my friends were sharing photos from their trips online (the landscape or photo with their friends), I was having my own special time at home. The best part was the food. My grandma made her famous braised pork. The wonderful smell spread through the whole house. As I watched her cook, I slowly understood—her cooking is part of our family's story.

This year was extra special because the Mid-Autumn Festival came on October 6th. After dinner, our whole family went outside to look at the moon. It was round and bright. We ate mooncakes and talked about everyday things. In that moment, I felt a deep sense of belonging—like this was exactly where I was meant to be.

Life usually moves so fast. We're always rushing to the next thing. But this holiday helped me remember what truly matters.

I realized that who I am is built through these small, everyday moments. It's in my grandma's cooking, it's in our family dinners, it's in the moon we all stopped to admire. This National Day, I didn't just visit my grandparents—I found my way back to the roots that ground me.

You can feel it in the air weeks before it arrives. A buzz, a warmth, a collective sense of waiting. As a high school student buried in textbooks, the Spring Festival is the magnetic north that reorients my entire world. It’s more than a holiday; it’s the rhythm of my country’s heartbeat, and for a few precious days, my own heartbeat syncs perfectly with it.

This connection isn’t found in a textbook. It’s in the sticky dough of dumplings my grandmother and I fold together, each pleat a tiny lesson in patience and heritage. It’s in the scarlet red of the hongbao and the couplets on our door, the same vibrant red that flies on our national flag, symbolizing luck and joy. It’s in the chaotic, wonderful video call with relatives across the country, our shared laughter echoing millions of other families doing the exact same thing. In these moments, I’m not just a student in my house; I’m a thread in a massive, beautiful national tapestry.

When the New Year’s Eve feast covers the table and the fireworks paint the sky, I feel an immense, quiet pride. This tradition, this shared language of celebration, is my deepest link to my homeland. It’s a timeless reminder that my story is a small, but integral, part of our country’s grand, ongoing story.

The first stop that hit me was the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall. Running my hand over the cool stone wall, reading the endless names of victims, the incredible number didn't feel the same as it did when seen from a textbook. Then I looked outside, seeing the red national flags waving on every street corner. I realized that the joy of National Day wasn’t just about a holiday, it felt like a tribute to all those who fought for the peace we have now. We are not able to live a happy life without them. Later, I wandered around Confucius Temple, tasting the osmanthus jelly(so cozy, just like the stories my grandma used to tell about old Nanjing), Looking at the fantastic skyscrapers besides me, I came to feel that our identity isn’t just about history, it’s the mix of heavy past and the modern China we live in now. It's a reminder of the long journey we have experienced through thousands of years, and the progress we have made.

In conclusion, the trip to Nanjing turned "being Chinese" from a label into a real feeling, and pride rooted in the history.I’m sure you have moments like this too! Have you ever traveled somewhere that made you feel more connected to who you are? I’d love to hear your story—leave a comment below!

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Let's start with a thought experiment. Suppose there is man living alone in nowhere for his whole life.Bascially,he live in total seclusion,no one talk to him and he doesn't get anything from outside world or,say,society.Question:does he konw the concept of identity?Probably no,like he won't say he is a hunter even though he hunts because there is only one person.After a few day,a man and two women came over here respectively and settle down.Now,do they konw what is identity?Probably yes.Let's say the two men are A and B,while two women are C and D.When A want to say something to C
about B,A must distinguish B and D.He can use their names if they really have,or he can use their features. In this case,gender is a good choice while B is male,D is female. In another situation,when some conflicts happen,A and B are probably in the same group for they are both male.

So,here we get the two main functions of identity,distinguishing and uniting.I don't want to explain this further because I can't and I have already run out of time. As such,

let's discuss Chinese.

For Chinese,this identity means we live in the same county and share the culture, history and some other similarities that can connect enormous amount of strangers. However these concepts might be too far from our daily lives,so there are festivals like National Day to remind us who we are.

In contrast,in a county of nationalism,we distinguish world into we and they.Chinese we are,foreign they are.And it's bascially what does Chinese mean to me.

How about your idea.Leave your comments below,I'd like to hear your voice.

The Experience: A Kitchen Filled with Love and Flour

My most vivid memory isn't just of eating mooncakes, but of making them. I remember being a child, perched on a stool next to my grandmother, her hands dusted with flour as she proficiently pressed the dough into the intricated mold. My job was to carefully stabilize the tools, so that she could create marvelous shapes out of her hands. "This," she would say, her eyes crinkling, "is the shape of the mooncake, despite its various textures. It represents the full moon, and it holds our family together." The air was thick with the warm, olfactory comfort of baking, and the room buzzed with the chatter of aunts and cousins. In that kitchen, I didn't just feel happy; I felt a deep, comforting sense of belonging.

More Than a Pastry, A Symbol of Unity

This tradition is a cornerstone of my cultural identity because it embodies the core Chinese value of family reunion (团圆). The roundness of the mooncake mirrors the full moon and symbolizes completeness and wholeness within the family unit. Sharing this labor of love—from the sophisticated preparation to the final, shared meal under the moonlight—is a ritual that strengthens our bonds. It shapes the way I think by reminding me that my identity is not a conceptual thing; it is woven from these shared experiences and the unconditional support of my family. It teaches me that the most important things in life are not individual achievements, but the connections we receive and preserve.

The Table of Togetherness

While the mooncake is unique to this festival, the feeling it evokes is universal. I believe everyone has their own version of a "mooncake"—a specific food or tradition that serves as the centerpiece for family connection. Maybe it's the turkey meal your family makes for celebration, a special recipe passed down through generations for Thanksgiving, or simply the way your family gathers for a weekly Sunday dinner.

For me, identity is not a static concept, but a flavor that returns every autumn—a sweet reminder that I am part of a story much larger than myself.

I would be delighted to hear about your own traditions! What is your favorite family food tradition, and what does it mean to you? Please share in the comments below!

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Date:October 5, 2024

Category:Culture & Identity

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Introduction

There’s something about the National Day holiday that always brings me back to the heart of what it means to be Chinese. It’s not just the flags, the fireworks, or the week-long break—it’s the smell of my grandmother’s kitchen, the sound of laughter around a crowded table, and the taste of dishes that tell stories older than I am.

The Heart of the Celebration: Family Gatherings

This year, like every year, my family gathered at my grandparents’ home. The table was covered with plates of steamed fish, braised pork belly, dumplings, and stir-fried greens—each dish prepared with care and tradition. As we sat down to eat, I realized that these meals are more than just food. They are a language of love, a way of passing down values, and a living expression of our cultural identity.

My aunt reminded me that the fish symbolizes abundance, while the dumplings represent unity. “We eat them together,” she said, “just as we stand together.” In that moment, I felt deeply connected—not only to my family but to generations of Chinese people who have shared similar meals during important times.

Food as Cultural Memory

One of the most special moments was helping my grandmother wrap mooncakes. Though they’re more closely tied to the Mid-Autumn Festival, she insisted on making them for National Day as well. “They remind us of completeness and reunion,” she explained. As my clumsy fingers tried to mimic her skilled movements, I understood that I wasn’t just learning how to make a dessert—I was learning how to carry forward a piece of our culture.

Conclusion

This National Day holiday, I’ve come to see that my identity isn’t something abstract or distant. It’s in the steam rising from a hot pot, in the stories shared over tea, and in the hands that prepare each meal with history and heart. Food and family are the vessels through which I understand who I am—and who we are, as Chinese people.

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What about you? How does your family celebrate during the National Day holiday? Share your stories below!

I went to Shanxi on my vacation in October. On October 1st, I arrived in Taiyuan. The weather was cool, and I felt happy to start the trip.

On October 2nd, I visited Jinci Temple. It was very big and had many old halls and trees. I liked the spring water there. But I had a small fight with another tourist because he stood in my photo. I was angry, but later I felt it was not a big deal.

On October 3rd, I went to Chongfu Temple. It was quiet and nice. The buildings looked very old and beautiful. On October 4th, I visited Jingtu Temple and the Yingxian Wooden Pagoda. The pagoda was really high and made of wood only. I was surprised. But the place around it looked poor and broken. There were also many flying bugs, which made me feel bad.

From October 5th to 6th, I went to Datong Ancient City. I saw Guandi Temple, Huayan Temple, Fahua Temple, and the city wall. The temples were good, and the city looked nice at night with lights. The locals are also nice their so I have a very nice trip.

On October 7th, I took a plane to Chengdu with Ruili Airlines because the tickets of other airlines are all sold out. The flight was late, the seat was very hard, and it was hot inside. They even sold things on the plane! I'll never fly with this airlines even in the situation that I can't get a ticket from other airlines.

The trip was not perfect, but I learned a lot and saw many old places. What's your holiday like? Share it in the comments!

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This National Day holiday, I didn’t plan a grand trip or attend a large-scale celebration. Instead, I spent three quiet days at my grandparents’ home in a small place in PuJiang—and it was these simple, ordinary moments that made me feel more connected to my identity as a Chinese person than ever before.

The holiday started with a familiar scene: my grandma standing in the kitchen at 7 a.m., rolling dumpling wrappers on a wooden board, while my grandpa sat at the dining table, carefully mixing minced pork with chives. “National Day is a big day—we have to eat dumplings,” grandma said, her hands moving quickly as she folded the wrappers into half-moon shapes. I joined them, fumbling at first (my dumplings always look lopsided compared to hers), but she just laughed and said, “It’s the filling of love that matters, not the shape.” As we worked, the TV in the living room played a replay of the National Day military parade from a few years ago. My grandpa, a former soldier, stopped mixing the filling to watch, his eyes softening. “When I was young, we could only dream of a country this strong,” he said. “Now look—high-speed trains, space stations, and every family can eat dumplings whenever they want.” His words hit me: I’ve always taken these “ordinary” things for granted, but they’re the result of decades of hard work by generations of Chinese people.

On October 1st, we hung a red five-star flag on the balcony of my grandparents’ apartment. It was a small flag, bought from a street stall the day before, but when the wind blew and it fluttered against the blue sky, my little cousin (who’s in primary school) ran to the window, pointing and shouting, “Look! It’s the national flag!” She then started singing “Ode to the Motherland” at the top of her lungs, and soon we were all joining in—off-key, but full of joy. Later, we walked to the city square, where red lanterns hung from every tree, and families took photos in front of a huge flower arrangement shaped like the character “Fu” (fortune). I saw an old couple holding hands, wearing matching red shirts with “I love China” printed on them; I saw a group of teenagers flying kites painted with the national flag. No one was organizing these activities—they were just people, ordinary Chinese people, expressing their pride in a way that felt natural, like breathing.

The most touching moment came on the last day of the holiday, when we sat around the table eating the leftover dumplings. My grandma told me about her first National Day: in 1959, when she was 12, her village held a gathering, and everyone brought a small portion of rice or sweet potatoes to share. “We didn’t have flags or parades, but we were happy because we knew our country was getting better,” she said. Comparing that to now—my cousin watching educational videos about China’s space program on her tablet, my grandpa using WeChat to video call his old comrades in other provinces—I realized that my identity as a Chinese person isn’t just about where I was born. It’s about the dumplings we make together on important days, the national flag we hang with pride, the stories our elders tell, and the quiet joy of seeing our country grow stronger while still holding onto the traditions that bind us.

This National Day holiday taught me that identity isn’t something abstract. It’s in the warmth of family gatherings, the taste of traditional food, and the shared pride of seeing our nation thrive. As I left my grandparents’ home, I looked back at the red flag still fluttering on the balcony. It was a small flag, but it felt like a big part of who I am—someone who is lucky to be part of this country, this culture, and this family.

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Tags: #parades #family #China #Identity

Written by David on 31^st Sep. 2025

My identity is just like a river whose source is in China, flowing through different societies. As I grow up, two tributaries of the river-languages of Chinese and English-flow into my river of identity, making it the bond of Chinese culture and English culture.

The warmth and the distance in languages

When I say “mom” in Chinese,  the warm memories with the scent of steamed dumplings from my childhood kitchen come rushing back. That single word carries comfort from my mom, the whisper of a summer night fan, and the clinking of bowls during Lunar New Year’s dinner. But when I say “Hi Mom” in English, that same affection is placed into a different vessel—simple, direct, without those complex feelings.

Both of the two translations are right, but each word reflects different parts of me.

Lost in the Gaps of Translation**

When I was fourteen, I tried to explain the word “缘分” to a American friends. I called it “destiny,” but that felt too heavy and serious . I called it “chance,” but that felt too light. Moreover, once I wanted to find an English word to explain   “Xiao” which means respecting and taking care of elders in your family in Chinese, but the only similar word I found was just “respect”. In that moment, I was a traveler standing at the border of two cultures, holding two maps of the same world, drawn with different coordinates.

From Translating to Truly Understanding

As I grew older and gained a deeper understanding of both Chinese and English cultures—especially after reading Lin Yutang’s works that show Chinese culture in English—I finally realized that what truly matters is not a word-to-word translation, but the beautiful interweaving of cultures.  Just as we now use pinyin for our English names, or say “jiaozi” instead of “dumplings,” we no longer need to alternate one side or the other. It is precisely the encounter and interplay of these two languages and cultures that have shaped who I truly am.

Building a Home on the Border

If you’ve ever felt confused between language and identity, I want you to know this: the border that seems to divide you is actually your most unique home. You don’t have to choose to be an “authentic version” of one side or the other. You can build a country of your own right on the edge. Different languages shape your identity as a bridge of two culture.

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Whom did you have dinner with this National Day? And, who do you want to have a dinner with? I think a meal is more “magical” (It’s a little exaggerated, right?) than people considered. (Not because I like eating) I have some examples of myself.

Some of my friends live in Emei, and I only have time to go back in vacations. So the first thing I ever go back to Emei is to call them to have a BBQ together at night. When eating, we talk about our new lives in high schools, our new friends, and I explain what is IB to them… People may say that using cheating apps is more practical, but you may notice that talking face to face like is always better. And of course, we can have some game times after the meal as well.

Fortunately, this National Day vacation also includes the Mid Autumn Festival, so our family had a big dinner. (Or you can call it a “meeting”…? ) I haven’t seen some relatives and siblings for a long time(maybe half a year or longer), so it’s kind of surprising to see them can to hear that they thought I changed a lot.

So to me, a dinner is not just about what to eat. More importantly, it’s about whom to eat with. A meaningful meal can really change your holiday. So why not call your friends or families to eat together? I hope to hear your special “eating” experience.

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