I love the poetry of my motherland. Poetry reading manuscript 1 my motherland,
How I like it!
Blue sky and white clouds,
Look at the green grass,
There are cattle and sheep everywhere.
Look at the clear stream,
There are many small fish.
Look at the blue sky,
There are white clouds like cotton candy.
Into the dense forest,
Like a natural umbrella.
Always protecting us!
Walking into the boundless grassland,
Will be surrounded by waves of flowers.
That's because there are too many flowers.
Every morning,
The sun will go to work on time.
In winter,
It's really warm.
But in summer,
How naughty.
It's always so hot,
Every night.
The moon always goes to work on time,
Watching over us quietly.
I love my motherland, poetry, poetry reading manuscript 2, my motherland!
Accumulated for thousands of years,
Endless history,
She! An ancient civilization,
There are countless legends.
My motherland!
Great,
She gave herself to the world,
One magical invention after another,
Light up the world's once dark heart.
My motherland!
Once brilliant,
But it's a difficult journey,
Occasionally crying,
I spoke helplessly of the pain.
My motherland!
Despite the pain,
Now that I have broken my destiny,
Pervert!
She flapped her wings and flew to tomorrow.
My motherland!
Now it's thriving,
Harmony and beauty,
She will always be full of energy,
Become an immortal legend.
I love my motherland, poetry, poetry reading manuscript 3, my motherland,
My beloved motherland.
You are a rooster with your head held high, awakening the silence of the dawn.
You are a flying dragon-the wind and cloud of the times,
You are a lion, dancing the glory of China.
You are the origin of human wisdom-igniting the spark of civilization.
You have a sacred name,
That's China!
That's China, my motherland.
My beloved motherland.
I love my motherland deeply,
The beating heart has been beating for 5 thousand years,
I love my motherland deeply,
Surging blood rushed to the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,
I love my motherland deeply,
Yellow skin is printed with the color left by ancestors,
I love my motherland deeply.
I love my motherland deeply.
I love the poems of my motherland, and I stand on the ancient horizon.
mother
1949
You said you saw the rising sun.
Born with severe pain.
The sunshine at eight or nine o'clock in the morning
Warm light ahead
Flower Sea in May
Mixed with the fragrance of zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival.
Yangtze river, great wall
Kiss the earth deeply.
The Yellow River flows in children's hearts.
Eight laurel seeds, five port wines.
Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan Mid-Autumn Festival
Toast and blessing.
1949
The hope that blooms on October 1st.
60 years later, the horn of progress was sounded again.
Mother, motherland, mother
On the ancient horizon
Today, I said I saw the rising sun.
With you, a radiant face.
I love the poems of my motherland and recite them for 5 days. The mountains and rivers are brilliant and the red flag is fluttering.
In this mature autumn October, look at my motherland.
Isn't it like an ocean of joy?
The sight of a bumper harvest brings hope to people.
The flame of the successful Beijing Olympic Games has just been extinguished.
The fire is still shaking, like1300 million Shenzhou,
I have successfully realized my dream of flying, but I am still awake.
Still lingering, enjoying the glory and pride,
The red light of the spring breeze shines to welcome the wonderful time of National Day.
Oh, in May, when flowers are in full bloom and rosy love is gestating,
The earthquake seems to have left us unforgettable sadness and shock.
It can also teach us to gather, condense and inherit the special strength and strength of a nation.
The most glorious human respect for the glory and strength of life.
We are not afraid of difficulties, face difficulties seriously, come forward and have boundless love.
Share weal and woe, help each other in the same boat, and turn grief into kindness.
Pour love, see your brothers in times of crisis, and make selfless dedication.
The whole country cashed in together, earthquake relief, on the ruins.
Re-create a dream paradise;
Everywhere is like a magnificent youth,
Present a vibrant scene.
Like the rising sun.
Times have changed, and the economic crisis and disaster will definitely pass.
The joy of victory followed,
Everything seems to belong to nature.
Just like the harmony and struggle of nature,
The flower of science is beautifully displayed before our eyes.
The power and wisdom of civilization are all fashion.
I love my motherland's poetry, poetry recitation, and six motherland carols.
Get up!
Those who are sleeping.
Please polish your eyes.
Clear your throats
Sing loudly with me
We sing a party together.
Sing a bright five-star red flag
Instead of singing for those corrupt dictatorships.
Because we just sing.
There is no room for any floating impurities.
We sing knowledge and ideals together.
But don't sing to corrupt people's online games and entertainment gossip.
Because we sing boldly.
Prove to the world the energy of our lives.
We sing freedom and love together.
But don't sing for those snobs who worship money.
Because we just sing.
There is no filthy space.
We sing about individuality and democracy together.
But don't sing for shameless hypocrisy.
Because of our heavy singing
Prove to the world the greatness of loyalty.
No, no, no, that's not enough.
We also sang peace together.
Singing patriots
More importantly, we should shout out all the truth, goodness and beauty in the world.
Ah! my dear motherland
If there ever comes a day when
You were swallowed up by the darkness.
Be carried away by interests
Paralyzed by powerful people
When all your freedoms are tied down
So, my dear motherland.
Will you forgive me?
Because once.
I also sit in a small room that nobody cares about.
Sing and repent for you alone
It's just that I'm empty and enthusiastic
Still can't change the fate.
Let my immortal soul
Wash away all the sins for you.
I love the poetry of my motherland, and the poetry recitation draft is a 7-line serial.
A room with a view
The ink man in the window
Aroma capture in writing
Five-star garden perfume
The Great Wall Elf is long.
Turn around
Family immersion
Romantic Award of Sun, Moon and Stars
I miss your addiction.
fall in love with you
miss
Hung with acacia lake
Secretly tell you
Use a ladder
Mobile moon palace
Depicting Chinese knots
Share emotions
Love your heart
There is no distance between time and space.
The hunter automatically chose to surrender.
be excessively fond of drinking
Suni vermicelli fried noodles
Taiyanghong
Dust dream wrap
The East Is Red
Me and my country
I read the manuscript with the poems of my motherland.
Hearing the song My People，My Country,
Aroused the choppy emotions in my heart.
Motherland, from the day I was born,
Destined to live without you.
Motherland, I grew up in your arms,
You nourish me with your sweet milk,
Let me grow up healthily.
Motherland, if you are the night sky,
Then, I want to drink to the North Star in the sky.
Give you my brightest glory.
Motherland, if you are the sea,
Then, I want to be a wave,
Increase my strength for you.
Motherland, if you paint an oil painting,
So, I am one of the colors,
Add one of my colors to you.
In the 70 years since the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC),
You have changed a lot in a hundred years.
Seeing your change,
I am very pleased.
Song for you, I am proud of you,
I sincerely wish you,
On the world stage in the future,
Become a great power to safeguard world peace.
You are an eagle,
Fly freely in the blue sky!
With our best wishes,
Fly to the higher sky.
I love the poetry of my motherland. I love you, my motherland.
You have magnificent rivers and mountains,
There are surging Yangtze River and Yellow River,
Mount Tai has majestic peaks and Mount Emei has beautiful Zhong Ling scenery.
There are the Great Wall and Terracotta Warriors that amaze foreigners.
A long history of 5,000 years,
Chinese civilization has a long history.
Motherland, I am proud of you,
When you stand among the nations of the world,
When the clouds greet the rising sun,
I sigh for you,
Proud of you.
For the better future of the motherland,
For the prosperity of the motherland,
We are constantly exploring in the ocean of knowledge.
Looking for the treasure of science.
Let's look forward to it,
Imagine,
I believe that the future tomorrow will be more brilliant!
Let's study hard,
With our clever brains,
Hard working hands,
Serve my dear motherland,
Build a world power!
We grew up in the sun together,
Studying in the rain and dew,
We are a new generation of sunshine teenagers,
Although troubles go hand in hand with happiness,
But we will work hard,
For the bright future of the motherland,
Students! Come on!
I love the poetry of my motherland. I am proud of you, my motherland!
When the magnificent huabiao,
Let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn,
When the majestic Tiananmen Square,
Let the clouds meet the rising sun.
The ear of history,
The salute rumbled,
An avalanche of echoes,
It is the echo of the changes in China.
A giant looks down at the world,
A loud voice,
The whole world heard it,
People's Republic of China (PRC) was founded!
When the first five-star red flag Ran Ran was raised,
Flag of victory,
Flying in the wind of the sky,
People looked up,
The whole world saw it,
The people of China have stood up since then!
I love the poetry of my motherland. I love the flowers of my motherland in October.
I love the flowers of my motherland in October,
She's smart,
Because she is in my heart.
There are 56 fragrances—
Ah, this fragrance is unforgettable in my heart for four seasons.
From the peach blossoms in the north in spring,
In the severe winter, the smell of rice and flowers in Hainan is fragrant.
From a mountain village in Fujian full of lychee trees in summer,
In autumn, the grapes are ripe and the fruits in Turpan are full of fragrance. ...
Colorful flowers bloom every day,
Harvest is in sight,
Among these perfumes,
I saw the most beautiful sight-
Her snow white and green,
As beautiful as the clear sky at dawn,
Hope for the future ...
I love the poetry of my motherland. Reading the manuscript of poetry through the eyes of history 1 1.
Everyone stood on the shoulders of the years and looked into the distance.
In the stormy waves of Hukou of the Yellow River
Everyone heard the lasting passion.
On Mount Everest, Xue Hai.
Everyone is staring at a true purity that has not changed for thousands of years.
Qin soldiers and horse servants in tunnels
Everyone feels a kind of generosity and profundity.
Ah, the motherland
You are the land under your feet.
There used to be beautiful scenery and traffic here.
It was once a giant that stood tall in the Qin and Han Dynasties.
This used to be the ruins of the watchtower looted by Eight-Nation Alliance.
It used to be a place to eat chaff and swallow vegetables thousands of miles away.
You are a land of perseverance and self-improvement.
You are the mother who gave birth to me and raised me.
Through the eyes of history
Everyone stood on the shoulders of the years and looked into the distance.
In the blue waves of Nanhu Lake
You will see the birth of a giant.
A sickle roared and cut off all the shackles of the old world.
The hammer calls for a new dawn in China.
Look, red azaleas are all over Jinggangshan.
It's a chapter in Chu Ci that amazed Li Sao.
Listen, the gunfire rang out over Nanchang.
It is a kind of charm that makes bronze Qin servants stunned.
Yangtze River, give me strength and let me grow.
Yellow River, give me wisdom and make me mature.
Mount Tai, the Great Wall, gave me a stalwart body.
Give me unlimited power.
Let me sweep away the dark world.
In the warm embrace of the motherland.
I learned how to face difficulties and hardships.
It is a solid arm of the motherland.
Lift me up.
Like a flying dragon
Standing in the east of the world
Ah, the motherland
You're amazing.
You raised the children of Qian Qian heroes with milk.
You watered this fertile land with sweat.
You have worked hard to cultivate everyone's firm belief.
You declared the end of the old times with a cry.
You are the endless motivation in everyone's life.
You are a safe haven for children to return from a long voyage.
Through the eyes of history
Everyone stands on the other side of the future and looks back.
In the incense of Mazu Tempel.
Everyone heard the song sung by Qizi.
In the blue waters of Danshui Bay
Everyone smells the fragrance of bauhinia.
In the towering Millennium Monument,
Everyone thinks that the pace of the new century is forceful.
In spring, people who are walking are coming to you with vigorous steps.
It dresses the countryside green.
The mountains are green and the water is green.
There is a breath of spring in the air.
It puts the city in a green coat.
Trees are lush and flowers are everywhere.
Even in everyone's songs.
There are also many youthful melodies echoing.
Spring in the motherland
Is opening the door to national rejuvenation.
Spring in the motherland
Is to blow the horn to wake up the sleeping people.
Spring in the motherland
Make the countryside green and the city noisy.
Spring in the motherland
You are opening your mind.
Accept children's impulsive youth and firm belief.
This is an era of connecting the past with the future.
New opportunities, new challenges
This is an era of rapid change.
Knowledge innovation, keep pace with the times
This is an era of connecting the past with the future.
Everyone has a heavy responsibility]
Everyone is looking forward to a bright future.
The motherland marched in the sea of flowers.
Everyone blew the horn and sounded the drums.
The motherland is advancing in the spring breeze.
Everyone writes their blessings on their faces.
Keep your expectations in mind.
The motherland is marching on the road of the new century.
Everyone strung together stars with songs.
A tunnel through time and space
Hang it in the sky.
May you hear your child's voice all the time.
Motherland, your great mother.
You are coming to the new century.
March towards your tomorrow again.
Bless you, motherland.
Your people bless you.