Recited three poems that love the motherland.

I love my motherland. I am proud that I come from China, I am proud that I grew up in New China, and I am glad that I have a person who knows how to love. What are the poems about loving the motherland? Below, I have compiled some poems about loving the motherland for your reference.

Love the motherland poetry recitation 0 1 I love the motherland.

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Motherland! This poetic name

It permeates your every season.

That's a white dove under the blue sky.

Wake up on the first morning in October.

Ah! Motherland, I have loved you too long?

October! my motherland

Please give me a flashlight.

I follow in your footsteps.

Let every dream flow with sweetness.

Let all sounds be covered with golden notes.

How was your day?

Please fill the sky with rosy clouds for me.

I want to inject eternal vitality into your growing troubles.

The first October is always full of echoes, like tears falling from flowers.

* * * The voice of America walks through your heart.

Extend to the most passionate melody

In my heart, you are more than just a green island to rest on.

You are my red cloud, rising with the beat.

Whether it's mountains, valleys, fields, trails or the sea.

On the first morning in October, in front of Tianan.

I feel the aftertaste of sweet-scented osmanthus and the sound of bumper harvest drums.

I recall the historical sound carved on white marble.

My mind has changed.

Flying clouds

vast territory of the motherland

How can I not cultivate my beautiful character and integrity? !

The rising October has been contested in Qian Fan.

And my singing, my motherland.

Become a flock of flying white doves

Full of vibration

Trembling?

Dedicated to my dear motherland.

Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.

Author: light yellow and warm

Even if my heart follows it

The Yellow River rushes and meanders on the land of the northland.

My heart is searching for it excitedly.

The Yangtze River rushes on the hot land in the south of China and reaches the East China Sea.

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It is a golden flash on the coast where China people live.

On both sides of the river is a paradise for longing.

Suddenly look up, the motherland is good.

Bow your head and be happy, and your hometown is beautiful

At the foot is the holy land I am pursuing, and I suddenly look back.

Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.

The years flow quietly, along the road of time.

The motherland is thriving.

Looking back on the past, a romantic figure through the ages

Look at the present, be a hero.

I am happy to walk on the country road.

So what?

You will know the paradise of flowers and birds when you are in the Rhododendron.

Walk into the grass sea and feel the tranquility of the sea;

The rising sun climbed from the sacred mountain, and countless willow branches danced with the sea;

Deep homesickness, who are you drunk with?

Who wrote the rural folk songs?

Stand in the breeze and feel the fragrance of green trees and weeds.

Spring blossoms for an instant, and it is infinitely warm.

All the country roads extend in all directions.

Patches of green woods adorn their hometown.

Suddenly, I feel that the sword against heaven is piercing the sky.

Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.

Love the motherland, recite poems, and listen to patriotic songs.

Author: Song Xiangyang

Listen to patriotic songs

Listen to an epic history.

On the way to Long March

The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle.

Those who are always swearing.

Do you know

Without the production party, there would be no new China.

Listen to patriotic songs

Listen to an epic history.

In the storm

The Yellow River roared in front of me.

Flooding the computer desk day and night.

Those who wander in the game.

Please come back to reality.

Listen to patriotic songs

Listen to an epic history.

Hong mei Hua kai

Jiang Jie and her comrades were all black and blue.

Embroidered with sacred faith and hope for tomorrow.

People who don't know how to cherish.

Please hold on to happiness.

Don't let it slip away

Listen to patriotic songs

Listen to an epic history.

Flames are everywhere.

The guerrillas set off again

Those greedy people sitting behind the desk.

You must be careful.

The sharpshooter in the green tent

aim at

Listen to patriotic songs

Listen to an epic history.

Get up, get up

Those who are polluted by noise

Listen to a heroic hymn

Let the soul be washed and sublimated

We go hand in hand.