Poems praising Jinzhou and the ancient pagoda. Go, go, go, go!

my motherland

Holding a handful of dirt, I said, this is my motherland; Pick up a spray, I said, this is my motherland; Open the yellow Siku Quanshu, I said, this is my motherland; Play a melodious "Mountains and Rivers", I said, this is my motherland.

Ah! Motherland, my motherland! You are a tree, I am a leaf, and a leaf is spring scenery; Motherland! You are the soil, I am the rice seedling, I output all your blood for my harvest; Motherland! You are the Yangtze River and I am a small river. I would like to strengthen your mighty behavior with a trickle. Motherland! You are the sun, I am the cloud, guarding your brilliance, your brilliance and your holiness all my life; Motherland! Today, we celebrate your birthday again and see your new revitalization and development!

The ancient civilization, engraved on spears and halberds and immersed in every page of history, has long been a constant complex in my heart. Bitter, for you! Sweet, for you; Live for you; Die for you! Your worries are our worries, and your happiness is our happiness!

Ah! Motherland! My motherland! You are hope, you are faith, and you are the support of all our efforts and progress.

The victory of The 16th National Congress of the Communist Party of China opened a new page in history. Motherland, in the sunshine of the new century, you will be more prosperous and full of vitality!