自由女神

null Statue de la liberté AttributeAttributeThe statue is made of a sheathing of pure copper, hung on a framework of steel with the exception of the flame of the torch, which is coated in gold leaf. It stands atop a rectangular stonework pedestal with a foundation in the shape of an irregular eleven-pointed star. The statue is 46 meters tall, but with the pedestal and foundation, it is 93 meters tall.And the total weight is 204.1 metric tonnes . Feature Feature Made by Frédéric Auguste Bartholdi, The statue Standing on Liberty Island in New York Harbor. It represents a woman wearing a stola, a radiant crown and sandals, trampling a broken chain, carrying a torch in her raised right hand and a tablet, where the date of the Declaration of Independence July 4 1776 is inscribed in her left arm. HistoryHistory1869 Designed 1874 Started construction 1884 Complete 1884.7.6 Donated 1886.10.28 Built 1984~1986 Refitted Symbolism Symbolism Her raised right foot is on the move,and her left foot tramples broken shackles at her feet, in symbolism of the United States' wish to be free from oppression and tyranny. Her torch signifies enlightenment. The Keystone in her hand represents knowledge and shows the date of the United States Declaration of Independence.CopiesCopiesAlsace France 48.10°N 07.36°E nullParis France 48.85°N，2.28°E nullLas Vegas America 036.10°N，115.17°W nullGuam America 13.48°N 144.75°E nullTokyo Japan 035.63°N 139.77°E nullShenzhen China 22.54°N，113.96°E nullBejing China 39.81°N 116.28°E nullnullThe New Colossus Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, 　　With conquering limbs astride from land to land； 　　Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand 　　A mighty woman with a torch whose flame 　　Is imprisoned lightning, and her name 　　Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand 　　Glows world-wide welcome； her mild eyes command 　　The air-bridged harbor that twin cities . 　　"Keep ancient lands your storied pomp!" cries she with silent 　　lips. 　　"Give me your tired your poor, 　　Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, 　　The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. 　　Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, 　　I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"