1, "Chusai"
Don Wang Changling
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
2. "Summer quatrains"
Song liqing Zhao
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
3. "Show it to children"
Song luyou
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
4. Liangzhou Ci
Don William Wang
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?
Step 5 join the army
Don Wang Changling
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
6, "Bodhisattva Man, Book Jiangxi Mouth Wall"
Song Xin qi Ji
How many pedestrians shed tears in the middle of Qingjiang River in Yugutai.
Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains.
Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east.
In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains.
7. The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army.
Don du fu
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
8. "Autumn night will dawn on the fence to meet the cold."
Song luyou
3. East of Wan Li River flows into the sea, reaching a height of 5,000 meters.
The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.
9. "Title Xi 'an Building"
Song Lin Sheng
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
10, "I heard that officers received Henan and Hebei"
Don du fu
The sword summoned and collected thistles from the north. At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
1 1, manjianghong
Song Yuefei
Angry hair rushes to the crown, leans against the aperture, and rests in the rain.
Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it?
Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected.
Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.
Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque
12, crossing Ding Yang.
Tian Xiang, Wen Song
Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Since ancient times, life has never died, take the heart of Dan and follow the history!
13, Spring Sorrow
Qing Qiu Feng Jia
Spring sorrow is hard to vent, so I look at the distant mountains with strong spirits. The past is shocking and tears will flow down.
Four million Taiwan Province compatriots burst into tears. Today last year, the day when the motherland was ceded!
14, Song of the Plug
Don Wang Changling
Horses lead horses to drink across the river, the wind is biting, and the autumn wind is like a sword.
The sunset on the vast battlefield has not yet fallen, and I saw Lintao County in the distance in the dark.
The Great Wall once fought a fierce battle, saying that the frontier soldiers were in high spirits.
This is ancient times, and its ruins and bones are confused in the grass.
15, Jihai miscellaneous city
Qing palace zizhen
Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness.
I suggest that God stand up again, let go of his talents and don't stick to a pattern.
2. Tang Du Fu's complete works of patriotic ancient poems in Spring Hope.
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
2. Song Qingzhao of "Summer quatrains"
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
3, "State Bridge" Song Fan Chengda
North and south of the state bridge is Tianjie, and the elders wait to drive back year after year.
Tears streaming down her face, she asked the messenger in a voice: When will the Sixth Army really come?
4. Song Lin Sheng, country name Lin 'an Prefecture.
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
5. Song Lu Tour of Xiuer
I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
6, "Autumn Night Will Dawn at the Hedge Gate to Meet the Cold" Song Luyou
There is a sea of people in the east of Wan Li, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers.
The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.
7. "Crossing the Ocean" Tian Xiang, Wen Song
Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
8, "Ode to Lime" money
It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing.
Don't be afraid of being smashed to pieces, leaving innocence in the world.
9, "Ji Hai Miscellaneous History" (Part V) Qing Gong Zizhen
The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
10, March, Changling, Tang Wang
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
1 1, Hong Song Yuefei in Manjiang.
Angry, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain.
Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Don't be idle, white and sad!
Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When will courtiers hate it?
Drive a long car and break through the shortcomings of Helan Mountain!
Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.
Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!
12, "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army" by Tang Du Fu.
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
When you sing in Baishi, you must indulge in wine. On a green spring day, that's the beginning of my return home.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
3. The poem "Short Motherland, My Dear Motherland" about loving the motherland, Shu Ting
Motherland, my dear motherland.
I am an old waterwheel worn by your river,
Tired songs that have been spun for hundreds of years;
I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead,
Do what you do in the tunnel of history;
I am a withered ear of rice; It is a roadbed that has been in disrepair for a long time;
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Pull into your shoulder;
-the motherland!
I'm poor,
I am sad.
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope,
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years;
-the motherland!
I'm your new idea,
Just broke free from the spider web of myth;
I am your snow quilt, the germ of ancient lotus;
I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging;
I am the newly painted white starting line;
This is the crimson dawn,
It is sprayed;
-the motherland!
I'm one billionth of you,
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom;
-the motherland,
My dear motherland!
1April 20, 979
(Selected from "Double Mast Ship", Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House, 1982 edition)
"Motherland, My Dear Motherland" is written by Shu Ting, 1952, from Xiamen, Fujian. In the late 1970s, people began to pay attention to her poems, and soon she became famous in the literary world as a representative of the misty poetry tide. The poems published in this anthology include "Double Mast Ship", "Selected Poems of Shu Cheng" and "Aria". Shu Ting's poems not only have a distinct rebellious spirit of the times, but also have persistent and deep love. They come from the heart and are beautiful, and are known as "songs of the spiritual world".
Motherland, My Dear Motherland is one of Shu Ting's representative works, which aims to express the poet's deep affection for the motherland. Compared with similar poems in the past, it has distinct characteristics and personality of the times-both the confusion, pain and happy hope of contemporary youth and the true feelings of daughter's dissatisfaction and dedication to the motherland. The whole poem is novel in conception and sincere in feelings, which is contrary to the floating and mythical praise of some previous poems and sings the songs of the motherland from a unique angle. As the poem sings: "I am your brand-new ideal,/I just broke free from the spider web of myth", the poet scans the poverty and backwardness of the motherland with the eyes of a naked child and expresses deep sadness with the heart of a boxing daughter: "I am poor,/I am sad. /I am your ancestor/painful hope,/I am a "flying" sleeve/a flower that will not fall to the ground for a thousand years. " After indulging in pain, I express the joy of hope: "I am your brand-new ideal", "I am your tearful smile vortex", "This is a crimson dawn/it is bursting". In order to realize this beautiful hope, the poet expressed a desire for dedication: "Then get your richness, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood."
In order to express this deep feeling, the poet adopted a rhythm from low to high. Only when you are low and slow can you cry like complaining, like sadness, like resentment; Only with high pitch and quick action can you be passionate and indomitable. In order to express the poet's blending consciousness and dedication to the motherland, the whole poem adopts the method of alternating blending of subject and object. The subject is the poet's "I" and the object is the "motherland". In the process of the whole poem, let them be integrated-I am the motherland and the motherland is me. The motherland is my pain, and I am the sorrow of the motherland; The motherland is my confusion, and I am the hope of the motherland; I am the whirlpool of tears and laughter of the motherland, and the motherland is flying and running in my flesh and soul.
Traditionally, people call works such as Motherland, My Dear Motherland Oak, This is Everything, After the Storm and so on. As the "high-pitched area" of Shu Ting's poems. Because they directly express the poet's political feelings and ideals of the times, they have won more praise and praise.
4. Song Qingzhao, Four Poems in Summer, a Complete Collection of Patriotic Poetry
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
"State Bridge" Fan Song Chengda
North and south of the state bridge is Tianjie, and the elders wait to drive back year after year.
Tears streaming down her face, she asked the messenger in a voice: When will the Sixth Army really come?
Song Lin Sheng, the title of Lin 'an Prefecture.
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
Song Lu, you're in Show Your Son.
I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems (5) Self-treasure in Qing Palace
The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
Exodus Don Wang Changling
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
5. Poems about patriotism (preferably shorter) 1. Du Fu's "Spring Hope": "Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins. "
2. Li Qingzhao's "Summer quatrains": "Life is a hero and death is a ghost. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. "
3. Fan Chengda's "State Bridge": "The north and south of the State Bridge are Tianjie, and the elders wait for the ride home year after year. He asked the messenger in tears, "When will the Sixth Army really come?" "
4. Lin Sheng's "Lin 'an Mansion Title": "When will the West Lake dance stop? ".Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou Bianzhou. "
5. Lu You's "Shizi": "When you die, everything is empty, and you are sad to see Kyushu. Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Nai Weng. "
6. Lu You's "Feeling Dawn at the Fence to Meet the Cold Autumn Night": "There are three people in the east of Wan Li, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers. The tears of the adherents are exhausted in the dust and I hope that Julian Waghann will grow for another year. "
7. Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ocean: "Once you encounter hard work, there are few stars around you. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a glowing heart. "
8. Yu Qian's Ode to Lime: "A thousand hammers cut out a deep mountain, and if the fire burns idle. I am not afraid of being smashed, I want to remain innocent in the world. "
9. Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems" (the fifth song): "The mighty sorrow of the sun is slanting, and the whip refers to the end of the world. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective. "
6. Cao Zhi, a poem that loves the motherland.
White horse decorated with gold, even the northwest is relaxed.
Excuse me, who is the family? You are a ranger.
Young people go to villages and towns, raising their voices and hanging in the desert.
Before, I grasped the bow well, but my suffering was uneven.
Lifting the string breaks the left, and the right hair destroys the moon branch.
Raise your hand to catch flies and bend down to lay horseshoes.
Smarter than monkeys and apes, as brave as leopards.
There are many policemen in the border town, and the number of soldiers and riders is also moving.
Feathers come from the north, and horses climb the embankment.
The dragon drives Pound Xiongnu, and the left side looks after Xianbei.
Give up your life and your life will be safe.
Parents don't care, how can we talk about children and wives?
A famous person is a strong person, and he can't be selfish.
Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death.
my motherland
My motherland,
My beloved motherland.
You are a rooster with your head held high, awakening the silence of the dawn.
You are a soaring dragon-the wind and cloud of the all-round era.
You are a lion, dancing the glory of China.
You are the origin of human wisdom-igniting the spark of civilization.
You have a sacred name,
That's China!
That's China, my motherland.
My beloved motherland.
Motherland, my dear motherland.
I/am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the spider web of myth;
I/am the germ of your snow quilt/ancient lotus;
I/am the whirlpool of your tears/laughter;
I am a new/snow-white starting line;
Yes/crimson dawn
Be/spray;
-the motherland!
I'm one billionth of you,
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;
You/with scarred breasts
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;
Then/from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom;
-the motherland,
My dear/motherland!
Man Jiang Hong
Anger rushes to the crown, rain falls on the railing. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, white and sad!
Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car through Helan Mountain Que. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the mountains.
7. patriotic short poem: red wall jade
-It marks the 63rd anniversary of the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC).
I can see your smiling face.
I can hear your voice.
Really feel your pulse and heartbeat.
The motherland around us
But your clear and hazy image
Don't ask Lan Qingqiu.
The road of keeping pace with the times frequently refreshes the starting point of the first line
Don't ask the meaning of forest depletion.
The Spring and Autumn Huazhang continued to write in the bloody sacrifice without smoke.
Don't ask the way of the mountains and rivers in Wan Li.
Looking ahead, the trend is still high and persistent.
Mo Wen splendid rivers and mountains float with silk.
Passionate and talented.
Rest your head on China's book at night and rely on wind and ink during the day.
Swallow, your whisper is about the new house that the people promised to move.
The moaning of autumn insects gradually subsided the trivial fur that the world was tired of fame and fortune.
The twinkling stars light up countless bright eyes that you cherish.
The moon rises and beats your silver wings.
The horse runs day and night, and the strange classics and eight veins are full.
Race against the clock ticks with the rhythm of the country, the country and the people. ...
Doing nothing is too light for paper,
There is nothing to say, and taking love as the word is too shallow.
The splendid picture of 5,000 years is too deep to see clearly.
The motherland around us
Colors in autumn and October
I can wear your holiday jewelry.
20 12 September 12 Wednesday at Wenxin Pavilion.
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Shu Ting's motherland, my dear motherland.
I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.
Tired songs that have been spun for hundreds of years;
I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead,
Do what you do in the tunnel of history;
I am a withered ear of rice; It is a roadbed that has been in disrepair for a long time;
This is a barge on the beach.
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Sing for the motherland
autumn wind
Give off a faint fragrance.
Chrysanthemum in frost
Give a piece of wheat straw a season
Kiss the afterglow of the sunset
Love overflows gentle eyes.
Look at the fields calmly.
Passion flies to poetry
Listen to the gurgling of the Yellow River.
A history bearing countless sufferings
Watch the river with high sediment concentration.
How many memories have you accumulated?
In a state of ruin
This is your old face
The hardships of childhood
Left an indelible mark.
Experienced hardships and hardships
Half a century of fighting
A far-reaching and long flow
Footprints of 5,000-year civilization
A long historical process
The heroic waves rolling in the past
The strings of time
Play today's brilliant melody
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Fly! China! Author: A Hai in Spring City
Through your gentle eyes,
I sing loudly in your arms surrounded by mountains,
I am your favorite dragon,
You are my great mother,
Oh! My dear motherland,
I laugh with you and watch the wind and rain together.
Tears fall with you,
Tonight, I am chasing my dream with the stars.
Facing the sea and grinding it for you,
Oh! My dear motherland,
You're not afraid of powerful people,
You give unselfishly to the disabled and the weak,
The earth finally found your name,
Ah! Beautiful China!
Your poetic smile blooms in the world tonight,
Your beautiful mountains and rivers are magnificent,
Tonight I come back from the waves and dance for you in the wind.
I am your most loyal soldier,
I am your most obedient child,
For you, I will,
Standing in the raging storm,
Holding a fist to guard the door for you,
Fly! China!
Seeing you smiling in the wind,
I can embrace happiness,
Fly! China!
We are our own mainstream,
Dream and have freedom.