1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)
3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Looking at Yue)
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. (Wang Wei: Chai Lu)
6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")
7. Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
8. Peas are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
9. Castle Peak cannot be covered, after all, it flows eastward. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Xia? Book Jiangxi stoma wall "))
10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. (Su Shi: "Title Xilin Wall")
Water in poetry
1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jia Jian ")
Where there is water, there are mountains and islands. (Cao Cao: < Looking at the Sea ")
3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves. (Luo: Singing Goose)
4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai: Wangtianmen Mountain))
5. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")
6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")
7. The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Zhi Zhu Ci")
At sunrise, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")
9. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness. (Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")
10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. (Su Shi: "Hui Chong {Riverside Night Scene)")
1, Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs thousands of rivers. -(Lushan Waterfall) 2. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of herbs. -(Hanyang) 3. Look at the landscape color of Dongting. There are green snails in the white jade plate. -(Dongting Lake) 4. The sky is gray and wild, and the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. -(Chile Plain) 5. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. -(West Lake in Hangzhou) 6. Looking across the ridge, it becomes a peak with different distances. -(Lushan) 7. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -(West Lake in Hangzhou) 8. On a frosty night, Jiang Feng caught fire and fell asleep. —— (Night view of Qiao Feng)
2. A short poem about the motherland, my motherland
My motherland has towering mountains,
The majestic mountain peaks overlook the storms of history.
Twilight is boundless, and the wind and cloud pass by.
The solid back has withstood the vicissitudes of hundreds of millions of years.
My motherland, the river is rushing,
The mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history,
Go ahead and wash away the pollution for a hundred years.
The stormy waves hit the canyon, and there were many ups and downs of fate.
My motherland is vast and rich in resources.
Beautiful scenery breeds splendid traditional culture.
The desert receives the sunset, and the bright moon is drunk with lotus flowers.
How many splendid civilizations are still shining on the vast land.
This is my motherland,
This is my beloved motherland.
I hope you are satisfied. Thank you.
3. The shorter the poems of the motherland, the better, the faster, the faster and the shorter 1. Motherland, I love you!
Your love warms us,
You've done a lot for us,
You have given us meticulous care.
You are like our mother,
Your kindness, your concern,
No one can compare!
Motherland, thank you!
2. Motherland, Motherland,
You are the mother who raised us,
You are the mother who takes care of us,
You are our great mother.
You made us born in this world,
You let us live in this world,
You made us feel the beauty of the world.
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4. Poems praising the motherland (short) You are our representative.
-Dedicated to the 16th CPC National Congress
Shenzhou carries a century-old dream.
Orbit through time and space
You have drawn a blueprint for rejuvenating the country through science and education.
Guide us to create new ideas.
Embrace the future
Wen Yiduo's "A Word"
There is a saying that it is a curse.
There is a saying that you can light a fire.
Although no one has said it for 5 thousand years,
Can you guess the silence of the volcano?
Maybe he was suddenly possessed,
Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt in the blue sky.
Explosion:
"Our China!"
What should I say today?
You don't believe that Cycas blooms,
So there is a sentence you listen to:
When the volcano couldn't help being silent,
Don't tremble, stick out your tongue and stamp your feet.
Wait until the blue sky thunders.
Explosion:
"Our China!"
5. The poem "Shorter 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.
6. Poems about the motherland are relatively short. My motherland, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River cross the mountains and rivers of China, showing splendid journeys everywhere, such as golden lamps illuminating the sails of a long voyage. My motherland, with your wise soul, led all the people in the world to open up a broad road, making the motherland as beautiful as a flower and depicting the glory of the East. My beautiful motherland, reading the burning soul from your spirit and your blueprint, has the difficulty for you to open up a brilliant tomorrow. Charming and beautiful, full of simple feelings, I hope the motherland will be more prosperous and brilliant. My motherland, the Yellow River, the Yangtze River and the Great Wall, has created eternal rivers and mountains of reform and opening up. Develop a vision to illuminate the world. I am proud of the glory of my motherland. The sun like the dawn of the motherland, with firm faith, turns surging fighting spirit into eternal persistence to create a better tomorrow. The cradle of oriental civilization of the great motherland is like a Mercedes-Benz train, facing the dawn of the century with burning faith and heading for a more brilliant future. Bearing the footsteps of history, the earth has accumulated the essence of civilization. At the beginning of the century, I think of my motherland with passion-here I am in song for you. Motherland-you are the confluence of the sources of civilization accumulated in thousands of years of history. You are the snow-covered Hukou Waterfall of the Yellow River in Tianshan Mountain. You are dignified, deep, broad and broad. The rushing river is your breath, and the boiling ocean is your blood. You are the theme of the world and the whole of my life. Motherland-you are the cry of Tiananmen Gate, the flaming flame of socialism, the horn of the people's revolution, and the sail of riding the wind and waves. You are strong, confident and enterprising, and the avant-garde grand blueprint of socialism is active in your wisdom, and the rising sun in the East is spreading your vitality. You are the creator of the world and the socialist practitioner of the motherland. Motherland-you are the spring breeze along the South China Sea coast and a touch of sunrise in Luohu Village. You are a railroad track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and a derrick in Tarim Oilfield. Your foresight, skill and courage, and the great changes in the small fishing village have proved your courage. The smiling faces of the people write about your great motherland-your motherland that created life and transformed the world. Motherland-you are the banner of world peace and the messenger of human civilization and progress. You are a soldier who defends the truth and raises children. You are honest, caring, strong and kind. People all over the world admire your mind. The sons and daughters of China are grateful to your mother-like motherland-you have soothed the pain of human beings in the war and brought the dawn of peace. Motherland, Motherland-you have gone through a thousand years of history and crossed the world civilization. You've always known that. Firmly for Intel, you are kind and loving, defending Greenpeace. We are proud to be your children. We are proud to have such a motherland-we are United with you. We support you to move forward. Your children firmly believe that the future of the motherland is better, the future of the world is better and the future of mankind is better. This poetic name pervades your every season. It's the white dove who wakes up in the blue sky on the first morning in October! Motherland, I have loved you for too long.