The fourth grade book "Poetry of the Motherland"

You are our representative-Shenzhou, dedicated to the 16th National Congress, bearing a century-old dream and crossing the trajectory of time and space. You described the blueprint of rejuvenating the country through science and education, led us to create new ideas, embrace the future, write brand-new poems and blow the horn of progress. You spread the picture of spiritual civilization, lead us to keep pace with the times, create beauty, illuminate the road of tomorrow day and night, and lead us to build our home together with the happiness of people all over the world. Make life full of laughter. Party, dear party, you are our most loyal representative. We will always follow you. China's tomorrow will be a better motherland. Dear motherland, I am a worn-out old waterwheel on your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. I am a miner's lamp on your forehead, groping in the tunnel of history. Is it the dilapidated roadbed or the barge on the muddy beach that pulls the rope deeply into your shoulder-the motherland! I am poor, I am sad, I am the painful hope of your ancestors, the flower that has not landed for thousands of years-the motherland, I am your brand-new ideal, I just broke free from the spider web of myth, I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow, I am your tearful smile nest, I am the newly painted white starting line, and the crimson dawn is spreading-the motherland, I am one billionth of you and the sum of your 9.6 million square meters. You fed me with scarred breasts, considerate me, and boiled me. Then get your richness, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood.