who is it?
With boundless night as ink
Use the scarred land as paper.
After the opium war
Write down two words-China.
It makes people feel depressed and tired.
It is more painful to read and more sad to read.
This has shrunk in the history books of the late Qing Dynasty.
Thin porcelain.
The one kneeling in the treaty of nanking.
Weak China.
On that day, countless young people
Take to the streets.
Face the drop of blood
Facing the bleak life
Their shouts were like thunder.
Stir this sleeping land
They are like bundles of flames.
Spread on a tortuous road
Beautiful flowers bloom in May.
Since then, they have joined the ranks of * * * producers.
They chose without hesitation.
Smash the darkness with a hammer
Harvest the light with a sickle
They walked along the street.
They crossed the Xiongguan Pass.
They galloped on the battlefield.
They fought bravely against the enemy.
They are going to use the gun rod as a pen.
Write a brand-new China.
They should take blood as their color.
Describe a young China.
Many years later.
When my eyes crossed the peak of history
I can still feel their breathing.
I saw it again.
Youth groups
That sweaty face
I heard it again.
Their loud songs.
Reverberating on the barren land
They use their youth without regrets.
In the long years
Write a love poem
Yes, years are long and life is long.
This is a passionate poem.
This is a landscape full of flowers.
This is a magnificent symphony.
This is the monument of Top Gun.
Oh, China, I want to write a poem for you.
In the golden language of the sun
The vast blue of the heart sea
Oh, China, I want to draw a picture for you.
With the color of spring flowers
Under the five-star red flag
Today, the capital China.
It makes people read clearly and smoothly.
Today, a soaring China.
It makes people read more vividly and proudly.
This is breaking out in the east of the world.
China of Hope
This is under the leadership of the China * * * production party.
Brilliant China
This is ours.
Young chinese!
I'm proud that I'm from China.
Among countless blue eyes and brown eyes,
I have a pair of jewel-like black eyes,
I am proud, I come from China!
Among countless white skin and black skin,
My skin is as yellow as the earth,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China-
The Loess Plateau is my chest,
The Yellow River is my boiling blood,
The Great Wall is my raised arm,
Mount Tai is my heel.
I'm from China-
My ancestors walked out of the forest for the first time.
My ancestors started farming first,
I am a descendant of the compass and printing.
I am a descendant of pi and seismograph.
In my country,
There are not only immortals in history.
Keywords Confucius, Sima Qian, Li Zicheng, Sun Yat-sen,
And immortality in the history of literature
Hua Mulan, Lin Daiyu, the Monkey King, Lu.
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China-
My voice is as rough as the Yellow River,
Not only in the United Nations building,
Speak out China's comments,
Also at the Olympic Games,
Shouting "China scores".
When applause sent the flag of China to the blue sky,
I wish I were from China!
I'm from China-
My huge arms are like the Great Wall,
Not only the drill pipe of the diamond oil production machine
Can't predict the center of oil;
Send communication satellites to our ancestors.
White clouds that I have never been to in my dream;
When the five continents listen to the voice of the East,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China,
I am a descendant of the murals in Mogao Grottoes.
Let the flying mural come with us.
I'm Tian Fei,
Flying is us.
I am proud, I come from China!
My beloved motherland.
You are a rooster with your head held high, awakening the silence of the dawn.
You are a soaring dragon-the wind and cloud of the all-round era.
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!
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,
Black eyes reveal a humble smile,
I love my motherland deeply,
Strong personality, tall and straight,
I love my motherland deeply,
The vast sea border is full of all my sustenance.
My motherland,
Lovely China,
You made a glorious history,
You raised a great country.
I'm proud of your age,
The wind of a thousand years can't break your tall and straight back,
I'm proud of your strength,
Resist internal troubles and foreign invasion, and go through the years.
I'm proud of your light,
The Chinese nation firmly grasps its own destiny,
I'm proud of your spirit,
Reform and opening up are magnificent.
Lovely motherland,
Wherever I go,
I hold your arm of strength,
No matter where I live,
You have warmed my heart.
Lovely motherland,
You are the helmsman of the new century,
You use speed, you use strength,
Create miracles that shock the world.
You work hard and use your wisdom,
Has carried on another more brilliant development!
Motherland, motherland,
You are always full of hope,
Motherland, motherland,
You will always be full of energy.
Ode to the motherland
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 of 65.438+300 million descendants. ...
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.
Motherland, I don't need words.
I walk on your land, with the steps you gave me.
I swam in your river, and I used the memory you gave me.
I don't use words in my country.
Open your eyes. It's all your face. Listen attentively, it's all your voice.
Morning is the morning of Song Ci, and dusk is the dusk of Tang Poetry.
The rain lane is the rain lane of Chu, and the wind and waves are the wind and waves of Saibei.
Standing up is the ancient Xuanyuan tree and the Great Wall.
It is also the site of indomitable spirit and generations.
You are a mother, I don't need to express my gratitude.
You are a lover, which makes me feel warm.
I read.
The philosophy of ancient Greece, the theory of France, the lawn of the White House, the masonry of Red Square.
Marx's beard Edison's lamp Whitman's straw hat Jehovah's finger
Cann't change it
My body is the body of China people.
My ancestors and family breathed the air of China and drank the sweet spring of China.
My veins are filled with the wisdom of Confucius, the grief and indignation of Qu Yuan and the justice of Wen Tianxiang.
We spin cotton.
We grow rice.
We trawled for fish.
Generation after generation died of old age on any mountain you choose.
Take a stroll on any of your lawns.
Cry, like falling in love with handsome men, singing and running.
Write a letter and date and spend the four seasons in the shadow of your ancestors.
Chinese history
Pain is the pain of China people.
Shame is the shame of China people.
Chinese culture
A dictionary is a national dictionary.
Idiom is an idiom of China.
We draw ink on rice paper and paint on porcelain.
Entertain guests with tea
Exchange kindness for kindness.
Call for peace with peace
Bearing is our ancient allusion.
The people are our eternal heroes.
War or construction
Disappeared in front of you
Ruined the glory
The Yellow River will never dry up.
Mount Tai no longer has a faint mark.
When life is like a meteor in your history.
I will give you all my love.
My motherland doesn't need words!
Ye Yi's Motherland, My Mother
Along the banks of the Yellow River,
I stepped barefoot on the loess,
Step by step,
Looking for the legendary footprints.
Five thousand years of influence,
Five thousand years of accumulation,
Five thousand years of wind and rain,
Five thousand years of heroic pride!
Heavy,
In this magical yellow land
Send out the cry of the east;
Gently,
In the clearest and most affectionate tone,
Singing about the great ancient civilization.
Standing on the snowy plateau,
I'm heading in the direction of the rising sun,
Ask again and again,
Questioning the connotation of the goddess mending the sky.
From the dark clouds to Lang Lang Gan Kun,
From the long night to the light,
We crossed the mountains and seas,
We split weeds and thorns,
We support the backbone of the mountain with our bodies,
We exchanged blood for Vientiane update!
When a voice echoes in the sky,
When the five-star red flag fluttered in Tiananmen Square in Ran Ran,
Ah, the motherland,
You are my boiling blood.
You are my excited heart!
Along the Yangtze River,
I have a childlike innocence (wisdom),
Exploring again and again,
Explore the profundity and purity of truth.
There have been ups and downs, and there have been hesitations;
There have been setbacks and falls.
Let it rise and fall,
Have your own thoughts!
What is broad and profound?
What is sentiment and conduct?
What is noble and humble?
What is faith and confidence?
Look at the big waves and wash the sand.
Listen to the gongs and drums, the horses neighing!
Ah, the motherland,
I want to be a child in your arms,
Even for thousands of years,
Never change