Ode to the Motherland———————————————— The years carry the footsteps of history, and the earth has accumulated the essence of civilization. At the beginning of the century, I think of the motherland, full of passion for the motherland—— Here I sing for you, my motherland, my motherland - you are the confluence of the sources of civilization accumulated over thousands of years. You are the waterfall at the Hukou of the Yellow River, covered with the white snow of the Tianshan Mountains. You are solemn, deep, broad and broad. The torrential rivers are your breath, the boiling ocean. It is your blood, you are the theme of the world, everything in my life, my motherland, my motherland - you are a cry from the Tiananmen Gate Tower, the burning flame of socialism, you are a clarion call for the people's revolution, a sail that rides the wind and waves, you are strong and confident in progress. And the grand blueprint of avant-garde socialism activates your wisdom. The steaming rising sun in the East spurts your vitality. You are the creator of the world and the practitioner of socialism. Motherland, motherland - you are a ray of spring breeze on the shore of the South China Sea. From the small village of Luohu A touch of rising sun. You are a railway track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. A group of derricks in the Tarim Oilfield. You are far-sighted, artistic and courageous. The great changes in the fishing villages have proved your courage. The smiles on the faces of the people are written about your great motherland - you have created a transformation of life. Motherland of the world, motherland - you are the flying banner of world peace, the messenger of human civilization and progress, you are the warrior who defends the truth, the mother who nurtures her children, you are upright and fraternal, strong and kind. People all over the world admire your mind. The Chinese people are grateful for your motherly love for the motherland. ——You soothe the pain of mankind in the flames of war and bring the dawn of peace. Motherland, motherland—— You have walked through thousands of years of history and spanned world civilizations. Fraternity, defending green and peace, we are proud to be your children, we are proud to have such a motherland, the motherland - we are with you, we support you to move forward, your sons and daughters firmly believe that the future of the motherland will be better, the tomorrow of the world will be better, and mankind will be better. My motherland will have a better tomorrow, the motherland that I deeply love. You are the rooster with your head held high ----- awakening the silence of dawn. You are the dragon soaring into the sky ----- dominating the storm of the times. You are the majestic lion ----- dancing in China. Xiongfeng, you are the origin of human wisdom - the spark that ignites civilization. You have a sacred name, that is China! That is China, my motherland. The motherland that I deeply love. I deeply love my motherland. My beating heart beats the pulse of five thousand years. I deeply love my motherland. The surging blood rushes through the waves of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers. I deeply love my motherland. my motherland, my yellow skin is printed with the color left by my ancestors, I deeply love my motherland, my black eyes reveal my humble smile, I deeply love my motherland, my strong character stands tall like Mount Tai I love my motherland deeply, and the vast sea is filled with all my sustenance. My motherland, my lovely China, you have created a glorious history, and you have raised a great nation. I am proud of your longevity. Thousands of years of strong winds cannot break your straight back. I am proud of your strength. You have withstood internal and external troubles and weathered the wasted years. I am proud of your light. The Chinese nation has firmly grasped its own destiny. I am proud of your spirit. The reform and opening up are majestic. My lovely motherland, no matter where I go, I hold your strong arm. No matter where I live, you warm my heart. My lovely motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century. You use speed and strength to create miracles that shock the world.
With your hard work and wisdom, you have carried out another more brilliant development! The motherland, the motherland, You are always full of hope, The motherland, the motherland, You are always full of vigor and vitality! Motherland, my dear motherland, I am your dilapidated old waterwheel by the river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead, shining on you as you snail and grope in the tunnel of history. I am the withered rice. It's the roadbed in disrepair or the barge on the shoal that pulls the rope deeply into your shoulders - motherland! I am poverty, I am sorrow, I am the painful hope of your ancestors for generations, I am the flower on the sleeves of "Flying Sky" that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years - the motherland, I am your brand-new ideal, just broke free from the cobweb of myth, I am you The germ of ancient lotus under the snow, I am your laughing nest with tears, I am the newly painted snow-white starting line, the crimson dawn is gushing out - Motherland, I am one billionth of you, you are 9.6 million The sum of the squares, you fed the confused me with your scarred breasts, the thoughtful me, the boiling me, then I will get your richness, your glory, your freedom from my flesh and blood - motherland, my motherland, the Yangtze River , the mountains and rivers across the Yellow River and the Divine Continent are everywhere showing a splendid journey, like the light of a golden lamp illuminating the sails of the voyage. My motherland, you use your wise soul to lead the world to open up a broad road, making the motherland as delicate as a flower, depicting the east. The brilliance of my motherland, the motherland as beautiful as flowers, from your spirit, from your blueprint, I understand the burning soul, the hardships of opening up a glorious tomorrow, my motherland, from the frontier to the coast, has your delicate beauty, I will be filled with simple emotions. My affectionate wishes for a more prosperous and dazzling motherland. My motherland, the Yellow River, the Yangtze River, and the Great Wall have created eternal rivers and mountains. Reform, opening up, and development have lit up the eyes of the world. I am proud of the glory of my motherland. My motherland is like the dawn of the sun, holding firm faith. Turn the surging fighting spirit into eternal persistence to create a better tomorrow. Our great motherland. The cradle of Eastern civilization is like a running train. Facing the dawn of the century, we raise our burning faith and rush towards a more glorious future. My motherland, I love you deeply. 's motherland. You are the rooster with your head held high ----- awakening the silence of dawn. You are the dragon soaring into the sky ----- dominating the storm of the times. You are the majestic lion ----- dancing in China. Xiongfeng, you are the origin of human wisdom - the spark that ignites civilization. You have a sacred name, that is China! That is China, my motherland. The motherland that I deeply love. I deeply love my motherland. My beating heart beats the pulse of five thousand years. I deeply love my motherland. The surging blood rushes through the waves of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers. I deeply love my motherland. my motherland, my yellow skin is printed with the color left by my ancestors, I deeply love my motherland, my black eyes reveal my humble smile, I deeply love my motherland, my strong character stands tall like Mount Tai I love my motherland deeply, and the vast sea is filled with all my sustenance. My motherland, my lovely China, you have created a glorious history, and you have raised a great nation. I am proud of your longevity. Thousands of years of strong winds cannot break your straight back. I am proud of your strength. You have withstood internal and external troubles and weathered the wasted years. I am proud of your light. The Chinese nation has firmly grasped its own destiny. I am proud of your spirit. The reform and opening up are majestic. My lovely motherland, no matter where I go, I hold your strong arm. No matter where I live, you warm my heart. My lovely motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century. You use speed and strength to create miracles that shock the world.
With your hard work and wisdom, you have carried out another more brilliant development! The motherland, the motherland, You are always full of hope, The motherland, the motherland, You are always full of vigor and vitality! Motherland, my dear motherland, I am your dilapidated old waterwheel by the river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead, shining on you as you snail and grope in the tunnel of history. I am the withered rice. It's the roadbed in disrepair or the barge on the shoal that pulls the rope deeply into your shoulders - motherland! I am poverty, I am sorrow, I am the painful hope of your ancestors for generations, I am the flower on the sleeves of "Flying Sky" that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years - the motherland, I am your brand-new ideal, just broke free from the cobweb of myth, I am you The germ of ancient lotus under the snow, I am your laughing nest with tears, I am the newly painted snow-white starting line, the crimson dawn is gushing out - Motherland, I am one billionth of you, you are 9.6 million The sum of the squares, you fed the confused me with your scarred breasts, the thoughtful me, the boiling me, then I will get your richness, your glory, your freedom from my flesh and blood - the red flag of the motherland is flying over you It is a fire that lights up the salute at the Founding Ceremony. A voice announces to the world the dawn of the East. Snow falls on the land of China. Ai Qingxue falls on the land of China. The cold is blocking China... The wind is like an old woman who is too sad. Following closely, stretched out cold finger claws to pull the hem of pedestrians' clothes, chattering non-stop with a moment as old as your land... That Chinese farmer who appeared from the forest, driving the carriage, Dai Where are you going in the heavy snow wearing a fur hat? Let me tell you, I am also a descendant of farmers - because of your faces full of painful wrinkles, I can so deeply understand the hardships of the people living on the grasslands. And I am no happier than you - lying on the river of time, the waves of misery have swallowed me up and swept me up several times - wandering and imprisonment have lost the most precious days of my youth, and my life has also As haggard as your life. Snow has fallen on the land of China, and the cold is blocking China... Along the river on the snowy night, a small oil lamp is moving slowly, the light is reflected in the broken awning boat, and the person sitting with his head lowered is Who? ——Ah, you unkempt little wife, is this your home, the nest of happiness and warmth, burned down by the violent enemies? Is it also like this night, without the protection of men, in the terror of death, you have been teased by the enemy's bayonet? 7 Well, on such a cold night, countless of our old mothers are like foreigners who don't know What kind of journey will the wheels take tomorrow? ——And the roads in China are so rugged and muddy. Snow falls on the land of China: The cold is blocking China... In those areas that were gnawed by the war, countless cultivators of the land lost the livestock they raised and the fertile fields they crowded in. In the hopeless alleys of life; the hungry earth reaches out to the dark sky with its trembling arms begging for help. China's pain and disaster are as vast and long as this snowy night! Snow has fallen on the land of China, and the cold is blocking China... China, can my feeble poems written at night without lights give you some warmth? I love this land Ai Qing If I were a bird, I should also sing with a hoarse throat: This land battered by storms, This river that is always raging with our sorrow and anger, This angry wind that blows endlessly , and the extremely gentle dawn from the forest... - Then I died, and even the feathers rotted in the earth.
Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply... Motherland, my dear motherland Shu Ting, I am your dilapidated old waterwheel by the river that has been spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead that shines upon you. I am a shriveled rice ear crawling through the tunnel of history; I am a roadbed in disrepair and a barge on the shoal, pulling the rope deeply into your shoulders - Motherland! I am poverty, I am sorrow, I am the painful hope of your ancestors for generations, I am the flower on the sleeves of "Flying Sky" that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years - the motherland, I am your brand-new ideal, just broke free from the cobweb of myth, I am you The germ of ancient lotus under the snow, I am your laughing nest with tears, I am the newly painted snow-white starting line, the crimson dawn is gushing out - Motherland, I am one billionth of you, you are 9.6 million The sum of the squares, you fed the confused me with your scarred breasts, the thoughtful me, the boiling me, then I will get your richness, your glory, your freedom from my flesh and blood - Motherland, my dear Motherland, my motherland, the motherland that I deeply love. You are the rooster with your head held high ----- awakening the silence of dawn. You are the dragon soaring into the sky ----- dominating the storm of the times. You are the majestic lion ----- dancing in China. Xiongfeng, you are the origin of human wisdom - the spark that ignites civilization. You have a sacred name, that is China! That is China, my motherland. The motherland that I deeply love. I deeply love my motherland. My beating heart beats the pulse of five thousand years. I deeply love my motherland. The surging blood rushes through the waves of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers. I deeply love my motherland. my motherland, my yellow skin is printed with the color left by my ancestors, I deeply love my motherland, my black eyes reveal my humble smile, I deeply love my motherland, my strong character stands tall like Mount Tai I love my motherland deeply, and the vast sea is filled with all my sustenance. My motherland, my lovely China, you have created a glorious history, and you have raised a great nation. I am proud of your longevity. Thousands of years of strong winds cannot break your straight back. I am proud of your strength. You have withstood internal and external troubles and weathered the wasted years. I am proud of your light. The Chinese nation has firmly grasped its own destiny. I am proud of your spirit. The reform and opening up are majestic. My lovely motherland, no matter where I go, I hold your strong arm. No matter where I live, you warm my heart. My lovely motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century. You use speed and strength to create miracles that shock the world.
With your hard work and wisdom, you have carried out another more brilliant development! The motherland, the motherland, You are always full of hope, The motherland, the motherland, You are always full of vigor and vitality! Poems in praise of the motherland - Motherland, my dear motherland, my dear motherland, I am your dilapidated old waterwheel by the river that has been spinning tired songs for hundreds of years, I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead that shines upon you I am a shriveled rice ear crawling through the tunnel of history; I am a roadbed in disrepair and a barge on the shoal, pulling the rope deeply into your shoulders - Motherland! I am poverty, I am sorrow, I am the painful hope of your ancestors for generations, I am the flower on the sleeves of "Flying Sky" that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years - the motherland, I am your brand-new ideal, just broke free from the cobweb of myth, I am you The germ of ancient lotus under the snow, I am your laughing nest with tears, I am the newly painted snow-white starting line, the crimson dawn is gushing out - Motherland, I am one billionth of you, you are 9.6 million The sum of the squares, you fed the confused me with your scarred breasts, the thoughtful me, the boiling me, then I will get your richness, your glory, your freedom from my flesh and blood - Motherland, my dear motherland