Poetry of Socialist Core Values (I)
In the vast sea of people, I am a drop of water for you.
Born out of the top of the snow-capped mountains, it flows into the magnificent East China Sea.
Motherland, motherland
You are the Yangtze River and you are the Yellow River.
You are a trickle in Fuxi's hands, and you are a song on the Songhua River.
Motherland, motherland
You are a broad heart, and I am your pulse that beats day and night.
In the rolling spring tide, I am your green spot.
Germinating under the ice becomes the spring scenery of Wan Li in your eyes.
Motherland, motherland
You are Pangu Tiankai, and you are the prosperous time of Han and Tang Dynasties.
You are the dawn in the East Red, and you are the moonlight on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
Motherland, motherland
You are my most beautiful picture, and I am the wolf hair on your rice paper.
In the morning, I am your bird.
Skip the Book of Songs and sing the most beautiful song in your heart.
Motherland, motherland
You are Li Bai and you are Liu Yong.
You are tears in Ai Qing's eyes, and you are Wen Yiduo's Song of Seven Sons.
Motherland, motherland
You are my dream, and I am a teenager traveling with your dream.
October fingertip, I am a string of light waves for you.
Dance in autumn, and then polish the sickle.
Motherland, motherland
You have matured, and you have fallen.
You are the most plump grain in my hand, and you are the sparks flying under the hammer.
Motherland, motherland
You are my eternal hope, and I am your youth and your pursuit.
Motherland, motherland
I love you deeply, my motherland.
I am ice tears, I am blood.
I'm a disgrace in your old sad songs.
I am peace, I am war.
I'm yelling on your chest.
Motherland, motherland
I love you deeply, my motherland.
I'm standing up, I'm insisting.
I'm Yuan Longping. The ears of rice twinkled in my hand.
I am explosive, I am silent.
I am the continuing legend of the flight of the Seven Gods.
Motherland, motherland
I love you deeply, my motherland.
I am a torch, I am a flower.
I am the hand of hundreds of millions of people in Wenchuan earthquake.
I am open, I am closed.
I am a dull pain at the foot of Liu Xiang. Break free.
Motherland, motherland
I love you deeply, my motherland.
I am the first emperor of the ages, and I am Genghis Khan.
I am the book of art in your hand.
I'm Mao Zedong and I'm Deng Xiaoping.
I am the road under your feet getting wider and wider.
Motherland, motherland
I am you and you are me.
We are so close and inseparable.
My sigh is your sigh.
Your persistence is my persistence.
Then put everything you have on my shoulders.
Your glory, your composure
Your future, your song.
Poetry on Socialist Core Values (2)
A sword cut through the dark sky,
The dazzling golden light began to jump.
Under our earnest expectation,
The golden light turned into a piece of land,
In the shadow of hope,
Began its journey.
From Pamirs to Daxinganling;
From Songhua River to Hongshui River.
These places are obviously not enough,
It will also be applied to red-tailed fishing.
He is in your heart and mine,
If you think about it,
Socialist core values.
It's his name,
Ordinary names have extraordinary power.
Inspire generations of teenagers!
Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony,
Every word shocked me.
Freedom, equality, justice and the rule of law,
Just like flowers in the new century, they quietly open.
Patriotism, dedication, honesty and friendliness,
Like seeds,
Slowly sprouting in many people's hearts.
The old system was broken,
A little starlight illuminates China.
The breeze blew the flowers of socialism,
The new century has also brought its achievements.
Restraint rule in feudal society,
It's long gone,
It will be replaced by freedom and equality.
I hope the beautiful dawn is just ahead!
I hope this hope will never be dashed,
Socialist core values,
You bloom in my heart like a flower!
You are like a sharp knife, cutting the darkness!
The flower is beautiful, but she is also strong!
I hope everyone can finish the task given to us by flowers.
Grow up with hope under the national flag!
Don't forget the revolutionary martyrs on the battlefield of war;
Don't forget to hold a production party for us!
Let's swear in the scarlet scarf:
"Everything is for the China * * * production party!"
Poetic model of socialist core values