Reading content of red classic poems

We love you, China! When the bright sun jumps out from the blue waves in the East China Sea, the Pamirs are still full of stars. When the northland was still a world wrapped in silver, the southern Xinjiang was already full of beautiful spring. Ah, we love you, China! We love you ... the beauty of Guilin's landscape, the thick makeup of Hangzhou West Lake, the misty clouds of Huangshan Mountain and Lushan Mountain, and the magnificence of the Yangtze River and Yellow River. We love you ... the fragrance of Longjing tea, the mellow fragrance of Moutai, the brilliance of Jiangnan silk and the exquisite craftsmanship of Jingdezhen ceramics. We love you ... the moonlight is like water in front of the Dai bamboo building, the towering Potala Palace on the roof of the world, the grapes in Turpan, the melons in Hami, the sheep on the grassland and the camels on the Gobi Desert. We love you ... the ancient songs played by the bells of the Warring States Period, the new songs written by the reform and opening up, the surging spring tide of China in Wan Li, and the fire of hope lit by the motherland. We love you ... the history of struggle and the fruits of sweat. Magnificent pine trees, noble plum blossoms, broad mind and magnificent spirit. We are proud, we are proud, we work hard, we are open, you are a world power, we love you, China! The golden world condensed the splendid moonlight of 3,000 years of culture, radiating the season that thousands of people yearn for. In the golden autumn, the golden world brewed a bumper harvest of wine; Cheering and roaring, depicting the glory of tomorrow, gathering on a round cake, and romantically harvesting happiness; Looking back on the past: how many literati till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon lamented the worries of their home country and looked at the present: our colleagues' thoughts were broader and infatuated; We reminisce: reminisce about the spring rain, the hardships of Dai Yue, and the high-spirited wind of unity and enterprising; We imagine: imagine the great cause of generate, the colorful clouds that you chase after me, and the brilliant red sun of you and me; Golden Autumn and Bright Moon: We love you forever. Do you want to check the good pictures of the red classic poetry contest for 3 to 5 minutes? Then please go to the website to enjoy the poetry reading contest of revolutionary ancestors. I love you, China.