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浙能電力職工與國旗合影向祖國告白

盛世華誕，舉國同慶。浙能電力各廠區裝扮一新，職工們揮舞著鮮豔的國旗，在鏡頭前定格笑顔，爲祖國送上誠摯的祝福。他們要用智慧和汗水，在電力事業的舞台上書寫更加輝煌的篇章，爲新中國成立75周年增光添彩。在秋日裏，最耀眼的便是此刻的中國紅。

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浙能蘭電開展“禮贊新時代，奮進新征程——喜迎國慶主題攝影”活動

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浙能长电厂区内五星红旗与蓝天白云、苍翠绿植交相辉映、自成画卷。王莹摄

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浙能温电职工同框合影，并送上对祖国的告白祝福。唐晓霞摄

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浙能镇电职工祝愿祖国75周岁生日快乐。镇电团委图

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看一看，祖国爱我多少天。吴健摄

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金燃职工向国旗比心，为祖国祝福。仇顺虎摄

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