20 19 Seven Poems Reciting the 70th Anniversary of the Founding of People's Republic of China (PRC).

The wind and rain are coming, the spring and autumn are several degrees, the sun and the moon are flowing, and Vientiane is recovering. I have ushered in a colorful era with my motherland, and I have entered a brand-new era with my motherland! Bathe in the breeze of the new century with the group emblem on the chest, and wish the motherland a better tomorrow! The following are seven poems written by 20 19 on the 70th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. I hope you like them.

Ode to the Motherland

China, my motherland,

The giant of the world east.

You own?

The majestic Great Wall and the Forbidden City,

The surging Yangtze River and Yellow River,

Mount Everest on the roof of the world,

The scenery of Guilin.

You have

China's world-renowned culture,

Inspired four great inventions around the world,

The world-famous Silk Road,

Unique treasure of traditional Chinese medicine.

You own?

The coast of the East China Sea is choppy,

There are layers of forests in southern Xinjiang and islands.

The snow and ice in the north are boundless,

The pastoral voice of the grassland in the western regions.

Motherland, Motherland, I love you,

I want to sing a beautiful hymn for you,

I am willing to give you everything I have,

May you always stand in the east of the world!

play the national anthem

Of all the carols,

This is the only song that makes you unable to relax.

Just like you saw your mother's blue eyes.

It's like hearing mom crying and moaning anxiously.

Of all the songs,

Only this song will make you remember and look forward to it.

This song takes lightning as its rhythm and thunderbolt as its passion.

Sing the vicissitudes of life, all the way.

This song is the roar of the Yellow River.

But the singing of the spinning wheel in front of the cave door

Magnificent as a towering mountain, straight into the sky.

Deep and plain land, full of spirituality.

Youyou suiyue

There is much wind and much rain.

When we study these years in depth.

How could you forget?

The history of loess underground cover is heavy

Me and my country

Please tell me, what is the motherland? The motherland is the Yangtze River, the motherland is the Yellow River, the motherland is Kunlun, and the motherland is the five mountains. The motherland is the dawn of the East China Sea, the blue waves of the South Lake, the Songtao of Changbai Mountain, and Xue Rui in the north. The motherland is the grapes of Turpan, the pineapples of Hainan Island, the porcelain of Jingdezhen and the red leaves of Xishan. But I want to say that the motherland is you, but I want to say that the motherland is me. The motherland is a big family with a population of 654.38+0.3 billion, and it is a collection of all the sons and daughters of the Chinese nation.

The motherland is big, big, big. There are towering mountains and wide rivers with a total area of 9.6 million square kilometers. The motherland is very small, very small, very small. It is printed on my heart and left on my tongue. It rises and falls with my breath and my pulse. It is in my body, integrated with my body. It is every nerve in my body, it is every drop of blood in my blood vessels. It is my every heartbeat, it is every bone in my body.

You can take my flowers. You can take my green leaves. You can take my fruit. You can take my poem. But you can't! You can't take away my motherland! The motherland is me, and I am the motherland. Just like a bowl of water and milk blend with each other, just like a unified body is inseparable. It is a big tree, I am one of its birds, and my singing will make it furry. Motherland! My dear motherland.