Five to eight minutes of poetry reading

Shu Ting: Motherland, my dear motherland.

I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.

Old songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.

I am a miner's lamp with your forehead blackened.

When you grope in the tunnel of history.

I am a withered ear of rice; This is a roadbed that is in disrepair.

This is a barge on the beach.

Draw the rope deep

Pull it into your shoulder

-the motherland!

I am very poor.

I am sad

I am your ancestor.

Painful hope.

It's a flying sleeve.

Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years

-Motherland

I am your brand-new ideal.

Just broke free from the mythical spider web.

I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow.

I am your tearful smile.

I am the newly painted white starting line.

This is crimson dawn.

Spraying

-Motherland

I am one billionth of you.

Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters.

With your scarred breasts,

raise

Lost me, considerate me, boiling me.

And then from my flesh and blood

get

Your richness, your glory, your freedom.

-Motherland

my dear motherland

Give some information and you can find it yourself.

Poetry:

He Qifang, Our Biggest Festival

Ai Qing's ode to light

Shu Ting's motherland, my dear motherland.

Ode to the Monument to Heroes in Battle Line

Weiyang "Motherland, I'm Back"

Tian Tian's I Love My Motherland

Wei Yangang's You, the clearest drop in the spray

Wen Jie's I miss Beijing

Han Niu's The Wall of Beijing

Yu Guangzhong's homesickness

Liu Zuci's We Are Descendants of the Grand Canal

Ye Wenfu, motherland, I want to burn.

Ye Yanbin's Yellow River by My Side.

River "Motherland, Motherland"

Zhao's hope, spread your wings and fly

Iron art Fujiang "Ode to the Motherland"

New land, motherland, I will always be yours.

Wang looked up at the national emblem.

Zhao Defu is telling the motherland.