The world of gold
The magnificent moon with 3000 years of culture,
Radiate the season that thousands of people yearn for,
Autumn,
The golden world,
Brew a bumper harvest of wine;
Cheers and shouts,
Describe the glory of tomorrow,
Gathered on a round cake,
Romance symbolizes the happiness of harvest;
Recall the past:
How many literati,
Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, lamenting the worries of home and country,
Look at now:
Our colleagues have broader ideas,
Intoxicated;
We review:
Recalling the spring rain sown together,
Recalling Dai Yue's hardships,
Recall the high wind of unity and enterprising;
We imagine:
Imagine the great cause that is erupting,
Imagine you chasing my colorful clouds,
Imagine your brilliant red sun;
Jin Qiuyue:
We will love you forever.
Ode to the Motherland
China has been poor and weak for a hundred years.
A thunder changed the sky.
Explore how bumpy the road is,
I am very happy and have crossed a new era.
(Huang Zude)
Ode to the motherland
Author: Zhou Yanhu
In the stormy waves of Hukou of the Yellow River
I heard lasting passion.
On Mount Everest, Xue Hai.
What I stare at is a kind of true purity that has not changed for thousands of years.
At the top of the Oriental Pearl Tower
I feel supercilious.
In the tunnel of terracotta warriors and horses
I feel a kind of boldness and depth.
In a fire rising in a foreign country
I feel a blessing and sincerity. ...
Oh, motherland, what are you?
You are the land under your feet.
There used to be beautiful scenery and traffic here.
Used to be a giant 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.
However, you are a hot spot of perseverance and self-improvement.
Now, you are the carrier of the times with strong spring breeze and progress. ...
Oh, the motherland
You are more than 9.6 million square kilometers of mountains and rivers.
On a white hair pulled out of the night
Reflect your vicissitudes and love.
From Wen Yiduo's stagnant water and green waves
I saw the suffering and greatness of the country.
On the podium of the United Nations
I heard the voice of our representative.
On 9.6 million square kilometers of land
I heard the attachment and longing of1300 million Chinese people. ...
You use a bright red five-star red flag
Register with the world
Where are the descendants of China people?
There is a soul deeply branded with five-star steel seal.
There is the heart of the Great Wall.
You use a huge hammer sickle
Announce to the world
Smash an old porcelain with a hammer.
You can also harvest a new China with a sickle.
Stand tall among the nations of the world
You speak Chinese in three loud and strong dialects.
Announce China's progress to the world.
-The people of China have stood up since then.
-development is the last word.
-China * * * Producers Party uses the idea of "Theory of Three Represents"
Shape oneself
Enter a new era and a new century.
You are pursuing the same in the rapid change.
You pursue ever-changing in the constant.
Chinese sons and daughters who have traveled through history
With the spirit of rising from the ground.
With your enthusiasm and persistence
Write a magnificent present and future for you.
Motherland, everything can change.
Only children's love for you will not change.
Only children will make you rich and powerful.
It took 100,000 years to have the momentum of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River.
Still surging like that
It's too lofty, too smooth.
Praise the motherland, praise the motherland.
autumn wind
Give off a faint fragrance.
Chrysanthemum in frost
Give a piece of wheat straw a season
Kiss the afterglow of the sunset
Love overflows gentle eyes.
Look at the fields calmly.
Passionate poems [National Day short poems: praise the motherland, praise the motherland.
Listen to the gurgling of the Yellow River.
A history bearing countless sufferings
Watch the river with high sediment concentration.
How many memories have you accumulated?
In a state of ruin
This is your old face
The hardships of childhood
Left an indelible mark [national day short poem: praise the motherland, praise the motherland.
Experienced hardships and hardships
Half a century of fighting
A far-reaching and long flow
Footprints of 5,000-year civilization
A long historical process
The heroic waves rolling in the past
The strings of time
Play today's brilliant melody