Poetry praising the party

The following is a poem praising the party:

1, ode to party flag: The wind is changing, the rain is changing, and the 90-year history of wind and rain. Think about your life, think about your life, think about your blood boiling. Oh! Party flag, a wisp of love thread clings to people's hearts, and a drop of blood dyes the scenery. The hammer forged modern civilization, and the sickle harvested the prosperity and joy of the country. Every day, every month and the new century are based on harmony. Love one cavity, love one cavity, and walk with you firmly.

2, look at the starry sky: I look at the starry sky, it is so vast and deep; That infinite truth makes it difficult for me to pursue. I look up at the starry sky, which is so solemn and sacred; That awesome justice filled me with love and awe. I look up at the starry sky, so free and quiet; That broad mind, let my soul perch and snuggle. I look up at the starry sky, which is so magnificent; Eternal enthusiasm ignited the flame of hope and spring thunder in my heart.