Patriotic poetry (urgently needed)

Shu Ting: Motherland, my dear motherland, I am the worn-out old waterwheel by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years, I am the miner's lamp with black on your forehead, you grope in the tunnel of history, I am the withered ear of rice; Is it the dilapidated roadbed or the barge on the muddy beach that pulls the rope deeply into your shoulder-the motherland! I am poor, I am sad, I am the painful hope of your ancestors, the flower that has not landed for thousands of years-the motherland, I am your brand-new ideal, I just broke free from the spider web of myth, I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow, I am your tearful smile nest, I am the newly painted white starting line, and the crimson dawn is spreading-the motherland, I am one billionth of you and the sum of your 9.6 million square meters. You fed me with scarred breasts, confused me, considerate me and boiled me. Then get your richness, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood-my dear motherland, my motherland > Www.8dou.net 2005-6-819: 49: 00 Autumn Brewing Alcohol (I remember someone once said: I am the son of the people of China, and I deeply love my motherland and people! My motherland overlooks the history of wind and rain with towering mountains and majestic peaks, and the dusk is boundless, letting the clouds pass. The solid back has withstood the vicissitudes of hundreds of millions of years. My motherland, the river is rushing, the mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history, goes forward bravely, washes away the pollution of a hundred years, and the stormy waves hit the canyon, which has experienced many ups and downs of fate. My motherland is vast in territory and abundant in natural resources, and the beautiful scenery breeds splendid traditional culture. The sun sets in the desert, the moonlight is drunk with lotus flowers, and there are still many splendid civilizations shining on the vast land. My motherland, with its industrious people, 56 caring nationalities, wonderful oriental charm and romantic humanistic customs, has many beautiful and moving legends that have been passed down through the ages. This is my motherland, this is my beloved motherland. I love your long and splendid history, I love your flowers on every inch of land, I love your magnificent rivers and mountains, and I love the indomitable spirit of your people. My motherland, my beloved motherland. You are a cock with your head held high-wake up the silence of dawn, you are a soaring dragon-the storm of the times, you are a magnificent lion-dancing the glory of China, and you are the origin of human wisdom-igniting the spark of civilization. You have a sacred name, and that is China! That's China, my motherland. My beloved motherland. I love my motherland deeply. My beating heart has been beating for five thousand years. I love my motherland deeply. The surging blood is surging with the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. I love my motherland deeply. My yellow skin is printed with the color left by my ancestors. I love my motherland deeply. My black eyes reveal a humble smile. I love my motherland deeply. My strong character is tall and straight. I love my motherland deeply. My motherland, lovely China, you have created a glorious history and raised a great nation. I am proud of your long history. Thousands of years of strong winds can't break your tall and straight back. I am proud of your strength, and I have spent years at home and abroad. I am proud of your light, the Chinese nation has firmly grasped its own destiny, I am proud of your spirit, and the reform and opening up are magnificent. Lovely motherland, wherever I go, I will hold your arm, and wherever I live, you will warm my heart. Lovely motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century, and you have created miracles that shocked the world with speed and strength. You have achieved another more brilliant development with diligence and wisdom! Motherland, motherland, you will always be full of hope, motherland, motherland, you will always be full of vitality! My motherland, my mother river! Zhang, a young friend! Please tell me: What is your motherland? ! It's the mountains, the sea, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. Is it lush forest or vast desert? Is it the pigeon whistle in the sky or the smoke in the village? Shall we row a dragon boat on the Dragon Boat Festival or light a bonfire on the Mid-Autumn Festival? It's a warm kiss from a lover behind a wooden fence; Is it a nursery rhyme that children babble in the cradle? Is it the pancakes baked by mom on the pot, or the exhortation from dad before he leaves? What is the motherland? Please tell me: it is the thinking of Confucius, Laozi and Zhuangzi; Is it the pursuit of Qu Yuan, Li Bai and Du Fu? It is the painting and calligraphy of Mi Fei, Zheng Banqiao and Qi Baishi; Is the result of the hard work of the sages of all ages? It is a struggle between lightning and thunder again and again; Is it a bloody battle between life and death and yellow sand? The motherland is an endless beautiful article, an endless love song, which is the sum of all this!