Poems of the Motherland in Four Seasons

Motherland, I love you!

Because you are the shining pearl,

the soaring dragon,

the rising sun on the distant horizon,

It's the top of the world!

Motherland, I love you!

Because you are colorful:

When spring comes and the earth wakes up,

every corner becomes green.

The grasses quietly emerged from the ground,

The flowers rushed to bloom,

The weeping willows told of Miss Spring's caress to them,

The wild geese tell the earth interesting stories about their migration south...

A gentle picture!

Motherland, I love you!

When the sun is scorching,

You are enthusiastic,

I look up,

Watching the "big fireball" burning the clouds ,

I stared at,

The cheerful girl dressed as a summer doll,

A brilliant painting!

Motherland, I love you!

Scenes of abundant harvests come into view:

In the orchard,

Persimmons grow on the branches,

Grapes are hung on the racks,

Yellow and orange pears,

Red dates;

In the fields,

Sorghum blushed,

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The rice plant smiled and bent over;

In the vegetable garden,

the winter melon was covered with white gauze,

the eggplant was covered with purple robe.

A picture of a good harvest!

Motherland, I love you!

The four seasons are changing alternately,

Aunt Autumn is gone, and Granny Winter is here.

Nature has taken off its coats one by one,

Snowflakes are blowing gently outside the window,

The earth is covered with thick quilts,

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There are elegant flowers blooming on the window lattice,

A quiet painting!

Motherland, I love you!

Because you are our home,

you are everything in my life,

I don’t need words,

I will give my All love!