Praise the self-creation of Chinese poetry

Poetry in praise of the motherland is as follows:

Tisch

Great motherland, a bright pearl in history, China, we are proud of you! Your mind is extremely broad and your mountains and rivers are extremely beautiful. Look, the Great Wall winding in Wan Li, look, the ancient mysterious virgin forest. All show the long history and culture of our motherland!

Blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters, our beautiful motherland. Potala Palace, Old Town of Lijiang, our spectacular motherland. Xinjiang grapes, Guilin pasta, our rich motherland. Wenchuan disaster area, Yushu earthquake, our United motherland. Manned space flight, Chang 'e II, our powerful motherland.

extreme

Motherland, my dear motherland; You are a rooster, awakening the land of China and the sons and daughters of China; You are a lion, standing in the east of Asia and at the top of the world; You are a dragon, soaring in the storm.

Motherland, my dear motherland; You are the superstar of the East, shining in the land of China; Five thousand years of culture will make you shine; The mighty Yellow River flows with the blood of the Chinese nation; The vast Yangtze River records 5,000 years of history and culture from ancient times to the present. In the extensive and profound Chinese characters, each stroke contains endless stories.

Tisso

Motherland! ..... the motherland! You have the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and there are vast winding smoke waves in Wan Li! Motherland! ..... the motherland! You have Changbai Mountain, so loyal and white! You have Mount Everest, so majestic! What's more, you still have five thousand years of unbeaten flowers, even if the wind and frost come! Even if the years pass! Even in the cold night, Qu Zi looked up and down: he gave a long sigh to hide his tears, but he was hungry and didn't know how to kill him. But you'll still pass by.

You walked through Oracle Bone Inscriptions and carved your elegant legend; "Jiaxu" repeats your Millennium rhyme; You walked past Li Bai and made a romantic confession to you; Du Fu once told you affectionately; You walked in the dark and cold night, and you witnessed the sparks from one to two, and then to the third ... You walked through the atomic bomb and exploded firmly in Lop Nur; Hybrid rice once sang a song to you with its head down.

Motherland! My motherland! Even if I am as shy as raindrops, even if I am mute, I will be song for you! Is a pioneer from generation to generation, constantly converging into a river! Let's sail! Let's lead the neck and sing together! On the fertile soil of China in the new era! Let's look forward to the new world together! Let's join hands to build a new China!