A yellow poem praising the warmth of the motherland 1
Even if my heart follows it
The Yellow River rushes and meanders on the land of the northland.
My heart is searching for it excitedly.
The Yangtze River rushes on the hot land in the south of China and reaches the East China Sea.
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It is a golden flash on the coast where China people live.
On both sides of the river is a paradise for longing.
Suddenly look up, the motherland is good.
Bow your head and be happy, and your hometown is beautiful
At the foot is the holy land I am pursuing, and I suddenly look back.
Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.
The years flow quietly, along the road of time.
The motherland is thriving.
Looking back on the past, a romantic figure through the ages
Look at the present, be a hero.
I am happy to walk on the country road.
So what?
You will know the paradise of flowers and birds when you are in the Rhododendron.
Walk into the grass sea and feel the tranquility of the sea;
The rising sun climbed from the sacred mountain, and countless willow branches danced with the sea;
Deep homesickness, who are you drunk with?
Who wrote the rural folk songs?
Stand in the breeze and feel the fragrance of green trees and weeds.
Spring blossoms for an instant, and it is infinitely warm.
All the country roads extend in all directions.
Patches of green woods adorn their hometown.
Suddenly, I feel that the sword against heaven is piercing the sky.
Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.
February praises the motherland and worries about the people.
first
I want to sing Dongfanghong.
Because you sang Dongfanghong.
Be a master and stand up.
It's the song of Dongfanghong, which evokes your soul.
You found the light in the dark!
then
I want to sing the story of spring.
Because you are singing with the story of spring.
Break conservatism and move towards openness and development.
It is also the story song of spring that points out the direction and development goal for you.
It is you who have created many extraordinary things on a bright road!
finally
I want to sing a new era.
Because you are the songs of hope for a new era.
Really realize the prosperity of entering a new era.
It is also this song that has entered a new era that makes you look brand-new.
It is the glorious course of your 60 years of vicissitudes today!
Motherland! Look at that.
The East Is Red
Spring has come.
A century-old sleeping lion woke up.
She gave a shout.
The world will shake three times.
Look at her.
Magnificent Oriental Station
Pentium leaps across the world.
Scientific development creates rapid progress.
Olympic athletes are called first-class.
Flood control and disaster relief and national strength
The iron flow is rolling and the army is strong!
Motherland! I sing songs from my heart to my heart.
The sun rises in the east.
Will light up the world.
This is the eternal iron law
The sleeping lion rises from the east.
Will also stand in the forest of nations in the world!
Praise the motherland 3 my motherland,
Do you ever remember,
Sixty years ago,
In the storm,
In the cave,
You stood up trembling.
Tell the world with a powerful voice:
I stand up!
My motherland,
For 60 years,
You have gone through many vicissitudes without losing your pride!
The flood is merciless, she once ravaged you,
This infectious disease is stubborn. It once bothered you.
The wind and sand blew badly and once hit you.
Snow disaster is indifferent, it once froze you,
The earthquake was violent and destroyed you.
In the past few years,
Crisis, always eyeing.
Hold your head high, you carry everything!
My motherland,
You are a cactus in the desert,
Absorb nutrition, strive for sunshine,
Overcome drought, overcome poverty,
After suffering, but indomitable,
Rooted in the earth, endless,
With your thin body,
Protect peace in all directions.
My motherland,
Difficulties and hardships, Yucheng,
Recall the past,
Days of our lives!
Reform and opening up have opened up your future.
You step in, you step forward,
Self-reliance and self-improvement,
From food and clothing to well-off,
You showed the world the glory of Asia,
You have shown the charm of China to people all over the world!
My motherland,
Sixty years of tempering,
Xiangyun torch has realized your centennial Olympic dream.
The world cares about you, and the people embrace you!
My motherland,
You are my pride, I cheer for you.
My motherland,
Looking to the future,
The road ahead is still difficult,
However, glory and dreams,
Burn in our hearts forever!
I pray deeply for you, my motherland,
I hope you have a good trip.
Poems praising the motherland 4 Spring Festival couplets
Silently,
Spring is coming ...
That wind,
Soft,
Warm and cold face;
Rain,
Bright sky,
Moisturize dry and cold hair tips;
Listen-
Fields, mountains and rivers,
Take off your rotten clothes in winter,
Put on a bright yellow new dress,
Welcome the spring smile happily;
Affectionate sky,
Covered with a gray veil,
Shyly express attachment to spring ...
And, and,
Birds are playing in the warm river,
The twittering swallow flew sideways,
Singing their own songs endlessly ...
Ah-
This passionate spring!
This charming spring!
With the brush in your hand,
Dipped in this thick spring scenery,
With this surging spring tide,
A magnificent picture depicting the New Year in China.
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Long live the motherland! Like a bell ringing in the sky.
Every note is a thrilling spring thunder.
Long live the motherland! The loudest compliment
Let me cry.
Long live the motherland! Chorus for five thousand years.
As vivid and magnificent as the wind blowing the wheat waves
Visit the grassland and watch the eagle and goose parade.
Walk into the mountains and watch the scenery in the seasonal cycle in the wind and bird songs.
The flag of the new century rises in Ran Ran.
Let me cheer and revel in the towering buildings.
Look at Wan.
There are infinitely beautiful scenery.
Long live the motherland! Standing tall is the green hill.
It's the green water that refuses to take a firm side.
The immortality of the mountain has shaped the magnificent scenery of 5000 years.
The water has lost its prestige for 5,000 years.
In the fireworks of the festival
I am the bud of burning and explosion.
Long live the motherland! long distance call
Wonderful compliment
In the ranks of people
I am a wheat on the national emblem.
On the flowers and green trees of the motherland
I'm a flight planner.
Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland!
How many dynasties have you experienced?
A generation of tianjiao is gone.
God's palace collapsed.
Only the Great Wall of Wan Li will never die.
Long live the motherland! A hymn of my life
The light in my blood
In my life,
Everything outside can be given up.
The only thing I can't give up
Is our great-China people and country.
A poem praising the motherland 5. You are walking leisurely.
Step by step, shaking like a mountain.
You float gently.
Eyes as clear as deep water.
I love mountains in my bones.
But it's hard for General Shan to accept my eyes.
Love the water in my heart.
But I never set foot in ordinary water.
From the moment I met you.
Your mountain, your water
Spread colorful verve
But it aroused my uneasy heart.
Looking up at you.
The rich fragrance in the mountains.
Tease you slowly
A river with blue waves and clear rivers.
The wind has stopped for several days.
I linger on you and indulge in you.
Whether you like it or not.
I always kiss you, kiss you.
I trudged all the way.
Time has been flowing.
Just for you, this mountain is higher.
Just for you, this water is more thorough.
It is on this day in March again.
You become as charming as a fox.
I am shy and bold to confess to you.
I love you, my scenery.