Poetry about "My Dream, Chinese Dream"

Man: This is my dream girl: This is also my dream combination: This is our Chinese dream (1) Woman: You came to my dream tonight, and brought the colored stone that the goddess filled the sky. Man: You come to my dream tonight to bring the story of Fuxi's bodhi old zu. Woman: You call me a man in the gentlest words: The sound makes my blood boil all over. So, I was listening to the bells of the Warring States Period coming to you and me in the clear moon. I was touching the Silk Road with yellow sand all over the sky. I was feeling that the majestic Great Wall of Mount Tai and other mountains were short in the sky. And I'm going to Wan Li. I'm enjoying the tenderness of Jiangnan water town. Man: Yes, I see it. I saw the ranger's sword shining with cold light. Yes, I saw it. I saw the bright red tassel on my helmet. Woman: Listen, what's that noise? Man: This is the neigh of Temujin's horse galloping on the grassland. This is the voice of Zheng He's voyage to the West. This is Qi Jiguang's cry of swearing to kill the enemy at once. That's the stormy waves in Chibi, that's the Songtao Lin Hai in Changbai Mountain, that's the compassion of people with lofty ideals, and that's God's will. The most beautiful cry of the Horn of the Sea is the glory that has poured into our souls for five thousand years. (2) Man: You came to my dream tonight, but I clearly heard your sobbing. Woman: It was the iron hoof carved up by the great powers that trampled on the sacred land. This is the land divided up by the great powers. It's divided land, and it's land that has left harm to Wan Li's rivers and mountains. How much is it to break the Lugou Xiao Yue? Eight years of wind and frost have eclipsed the mountains and rivers. China, China, insult China! My heart is the same as yours. It hurts to the extreme! M: Bury the pain deeply in your heart, and unyielding faith breeds a troubled mother through tempering! The moment when I prayed for you in Su Sheng's Blood and Tears (3): The people of China drank the boiling blood of the Yellow River in the rolling Yangtze River and put on a strong backbone like the Great Wall of Wan Li. The image of indomitable spirit stands tall in the east of the world. Man: The snowstorm caught us off guard. A great green steel wall rejuvenates the devastated land. Female: May 2008 12, the sky collapsed. Yamato: No, the Party and the government will never be our strong backing. 1300 million people's love is enough to overcome any difficulties. China, China, the heroic China! Manhe: The past is over. Counting romantic figures is no longer based on the four great inventions of the past. There was a century-old Olympic Games of modern national defense science and technology that attracted worldwide attention. After 60 years' efforts, the homing pigeons in the Millennium country are full of youth and peace, flying over every inch of land of 9.6 million square kilometers, and the pace of people heading for a well-off life is more vigorous: Ah, China, China, immortal China! Woman: I'm proud. I am a descendant of the Chinese people. M: I'm proud. I am a descendant of the dragon. When the cock sings in the far east, the good news of the Chinese nation will be spread frequently. China people will use their wisdom and sweat to create tomorrow's glory! Man: This is my dream girl: This is my dream girl: This is our Chinese dream.