Author: Lele School: Lele class time: 20 16-07-03
My motherland in my heart
My motherland,
Like a giant,
It's tall and majestic,
Overlooking the history of wind and rain,
Its solid back,
Whether it's windy or rainy,
Still taking your time,
Withstood the vicissitudes of hundreds of millions of years.
My motherland,
Like a mother,
So kind,
Gave birth to thousands of descendants of the Chinese people,
No matter how difficult it is,
She (ta) uses her (ta) arm,
Protect 56 Chinese nations,
Reproduction.
My motherland,
Like a beautiful picture,
Vast territory and rich resources,
Beautiful scenery (plum),
The desert accepts the sunset,
Full moon and drunken lotus,
How many splendid civilizations are still shining on the vast land.
My motherland,
Like a book,
Record the brilliance of oriental charm,
Inheriting the romantic style of humanistic style,
The legend of (philosophy) beauty (plum) that has been passed down through the ages is being sung.
This is my motherland,
My dear motherland,
I like your long and splendid history,
I like the flowers on every inch of your land,
I love your magnificent rivers and mountains,
I love your people's tenacity and persistence (zhe).
Motherland, motherland,
My motherland,
You are always full of hope.
You are always full of vigor and vitality! If I were a drop of water
Author: Lele | School: Lele Classroom | Time: 20 17-05-22
If I were a drop of water, I would get together with my partner.
Condensed into water droplets and sprinkled on the earth,
Moisten green seedlings.
If I were a drop of water,
I want to blend in with the sea,
Make the sea look bluer,
Let the fish have more fun.
If I were a drop of water,
I'm going to follow the water pipe,
Run into the washing machine,
Wash all the dirt off your clothes.
If I were a drop of water,
I hope people in arid areas,
Drink sweet pure water,
Touched the hearts of every victim.
If I were a drop of water,
I want to make the world a better place,
Let everything in the world be full of vitality.
Poetry dedicated to the 60th anniversary of People's Republic of China (PRC): Poetry dedicated to the 60th anniversary of People's Republic of China (PRC).
Author: Lele | School: Lele Classroom | Time: 20 17-03-29
Light up all the lights
Light coal, firewood, anything that can burn.
Motherland, I want to see the steep mountains clearly.
The softness of water and the vastness of the earth.
I also want to see the faint mist in the steep.
The hardness contained in femininity and the vastness in vastness.
Let it seep into my blood.
Motherland, let me flow, let me boil
Let me pass through all your villages and cities.
Run on horseback
It's written on the wings of an eagle flying
I am an injured person and a happy person.
I am a real person and a fictional person.
Dusk, sweeping leaves, dust shadow.
In the morning, the grass is covered and the petals are bright.
I cry in your memory.
Like a stingy child; I am in your dream.
Sing softly, like a wise old man.
Motherland, now, I am lying in your broad palm.
Like a dewdrop, it has been touched by your wrinkles for thousands of years.
I am crystal clear and shining.
I updated the texture of fate, starting from the grass tip.
Walking around Qian Shan, life is like spring flowers.
Immersed in countless lines of poetry.
Whenever the wind blows, the bell full of love rings. ...