-Dedicated to the first generation of "Iron Man" Wang Jinxi.
If the lit fire can light up the motherland
You should be the brightest one in that smile.
If the flowing oil river can reflect the stars in the sky
You should be the brightest one in the vast sea of people.
The iron fist you hold on to the brake handle
Crushed the barbarism full of eternal silence
The cry of your trembling life
Interpretation of the green desire not to be silent.
In order to make dreams shine in the vast night sky
You stretch out your hands to the heartless beggar and ask him for money.
Sharpen passion and tragic life.
You sway and devour the hungry north wind, snow and absurdity.
The sun sets back to the earth.
Your eyes are closed day and night.
The call to shake the wilderness
It is the kind of expectation that you will never forget your life.
Your body rises and falls with the stars.
Such as magnets, to firmly support the derrick on the ground.
Your veins are full of lasting calling promises.
For example, the article conveys warmth to the mother's anemic heart.
Silence as cold as a snake.
How can generosity touch its depths?
I want your frozen hands to build a white nest for it.
I want your tough character to carve a beautiful appearance for it.
A cold night as clear as washing
Snow is tearing your heart.
I can't count how much I gave up.
A glimmer of hope for family reunion.
You endure the harassment and ridicule of mosquitoes.
Write down the shock and glory of the future on a quiet night.
You face the sun and approach the giant.
Use. Son of oil
-Dedicated to the first generation of "Iron Man" Wang Jinxi.
If the lit fire can light up the motherland
You should be the brightest one in that smile.
If the flowing oil river can reflect the stars in the sky
You should be the brightest one in the vast sea of people.
The iron fist you hold on to the brake handle
Crushed the barbarism full of eternal silence
The cry of your trembling life
Interpretation of the green desire not to be silent.
In order to make dreams shine in the vast night sky
You stretch out your hands to the heartless beggar and ask him for money.
Sharpen passion and tragic life.
You sway and devour the hungry north wind, snow and absurdity.
The sun sets back to the earth.
Your eyes are closed day and night.
The call to shake the wilderness
It is the kind of expectation that you will never forget your life.
Your body rises and falls with the stars.
Such as magnets, to firmly support the derrick on the ground.
Your veins are full of lasting calling promises.
For example, the article conveys warmth to the mother's anemic heart.
Silence as cold as a snake.
How can generosity touch its depths?
I want your frozen hands to build a white nest for it.
I want your tough character to carve a beautiful appearance for it.
A cold night as clear as washing
Snow is tearing your heart.
I can't count how much I gave up.
A glimmer of hope for family reunion.
You endure the harassment and ridicule of mosquitoes.
Write down the shock and glory of the future on a quiet night.
You face the sun and approach the giant.
Illuminate all thoughts on earth with burning faith.
You melt the last warm candle in the spring smile.
But I can't see the tombstone made of delicious flowers.
This is the hometown of Dai Yue where you wear stars and carve oil flowers.
The hand-planted Christmas tree is blooming.
Taste your first glass of milk with a strong fascination.
I am eager to measure your noble soul with the life of poetry.
Your long sleep is the eternal beautiful scenery of the northern night sky.
Deeply shining with the loyalty of those sons of oil
2.60th Anniversary Poems ~ National Day Poems
Qinyuanchun National Day
Wan Li has clear skies, magnificent mountains and rivers, and red flags flying.
Look at Kyushu Fiona Fang and celebrate the world; Rivers sing, fragrant everywhere.
Social stability, people's happiness, a new chapter in the spectrum of reform and opening up
Like the dragon of the world, New China stands tall in the East.
Today's glory depends on the direction of the party, government and national policies.
Looking back on the eventful years, life is ruined; There are many difficulties for the people, but the night is endless.
Bullets, risk one's life for a new red sun.
Cherish it and let the rivers and mountains go red forever.
Motherland, I am proud of you! 》
When the magnificent huabiao,
Let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn,
When the majestic Tiananmen Square,
Let the clouds meet the rising sun.
The ear of history,
The salute rumbled,
An avalanche of echoes,
It is the echo of the changes in China.
A giant looks down at the world,
A loud voice,
The whole world heard it,
People's Republic of China (PRC) was founded!
When the first five-star red flag Ran Ran was raised,
Flag of victory,
Flying in the wind of the sky,
People looked up,
The whole world saw it,
The people of China have stood up since then!
my motherland
My motherland,
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!
That's China, my motherland.
My beloved motherland.
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,
……
The classic essay on the anniversary in the past 60 years is another golden autumn in October and a season full of harvest. After several tempering, the motherland stands proudly in the east of the world with its strong and unyielding backbone. We are proud, we are proud, and we sing for the powerful motherland.
I once saw a netizen write such a poem: "When the heavy snow blocked our way home, we warmed each other;" When sovereignty is challenged, we show our swords; The flame is humiliated, and we don't look back; When virus engulfed lives, we make up for it with love; When the train derailed, we helped each other wholeheartedly; When the shock tore the earth, we opened the way; Face up to suffering bravely and stand up the backbone of China! "The poem is concise, but it expresses the feelings of the Chinese people for the motherland and praises their pride in having a strong motherland.
60 years of spring and autumn, recalling the years of bonfire. We have suffered hardships, been tempered, and pursued hardships. We have all survived, we have all passed, and the backbone of the motherland has strengthened; We had dreams, we had lofty aspirations, we had countless joys and joys, we all had them, and we all experienced them. We are proud of having a fearless and brave nation and a strong backbone for our motherland.
Some people say that if a person has no backbone, he will not stand and walk; If a country loses its backbone, it can only succumb to the feet of others and crawl forward. Yes, a country with a strong backbone will have the motivation to overcome difficulties and strive for self-improvement and the courage not to be intimidated by any difficulties. The sun and the moon in the past year were the days when the motherland was tempered. Snowstorm, 4.28 car accident, 5 5. 12 Wenchuan earthquake ... natural and man-made disasters seem to follow one after another. The motherland is suffering, but also crying and heartbroken for those children who have left. But the motherland still stands, and a China with a history of 5,000 years of civilization still stands in the east of the world; The motherland is still strong, and a motherland with the faith and spirit of the Chinese nation is stronger than ever. Disasters can move mountains and fill seas, block rivers, destroy our beautiful homes and make us lose our kind relatives. However, we can't shake the will of our children and crush the backbone of the motherland. The spine looks ordinary, but it is the fulcrum. It is not only the fulcrum for a person to stand, but also the fulcrum for a nation to rise, and it is also the fulcrum for a country to hold its head high. The spine is sometimes invisible, but it can be felt. It is the enterprising spirit and strength of a nation and country. As long as there are unyielding people and a strong backbone of the motherland, no difficulty can stop our motivation and courage to forge ahead.
Some people say that it is a disaster for the country and the people. Every disaster will make each of us more mature and make our motherland stronger. We are proud to have an indomitable and forever strong motherland. Yes, with a strong backbone of the motherland, people can enjoy happiness, hold their heads high, shoulder the responsibility of world peace and write a brilliant chapter for human civilization. In the past year, there were pains, but there were also joys. The 29th Olympic Games was held in China. This is the greatest gathering of mankind, and it is also a century-old dream of China people, so that people all over the world can know more about China. China people, who were called "the sick man of East Asia" more than half a century ago, have now stepped into the ranks of sports powers, which proves that we have the ability to host the best sports events in Olympic history. During the Olympic Games, Chinese sons and daughters held high esteem for the Olympic spirit, joined hands with athletes and friends from 204 countries and regions to advocate it, developed and strengthened the Olympic spirit in this ancient and young land, and wrote a wonderful chapter of "New Olympics"! The successful hosting of the Beijing Olympic Games shows people all over the world that a nation that has gone through hardships and made unremitting efforts to improve itself has entered a modern civilized country that pursues science, harmony, progress and peace through reform and opening up. The past year was very sad, but there were also surprises. The nation that has emerged from the disaster is a nation of hope, and the country that has experienced setbacks and tempering is bound to be a rising country. The success of Shenzhou VII manned space flight not only showed us the great breakthrough made by the motherland in the great construction practice, but also increased our confidence and saw the country's growing economic strength, scientific and technological strength, national defense strength and national cohesion. The backbones of the Chinese nation and China are not curved, but stand upright, standing proudly.
When time enters 2009, the 60-year history of the motherland is a monument that stands in our hearts forever and a torch that inspires us to move forward forever! "Get up, people who don't want to be slaves, build our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood ..." Isn't this magnificent national anthem singing the unyielding backbone of our great motherland? Let's take the aerospace spirit as the driving force to realize the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation and build our new Great Wall!
Please help me find some articles or poems praising Daqing. Thank you, my friend, the song of Daqing. When you walk in front of the bustling city, are you confused by the colorful life? Have you softened the calcium of life? Have you ever run aground on the boat of life? The copper stink of power and money transactions can catch your conscience as a person. The charming songs of crazy rock can make your honest personality moldy and sleepy. Simmons forgot the wind, frost, rain and snow, drank mellow champagne, and forgot the difficulties of his parents' entrepreneurship. If the battle cry has disappeared in your ears, if the flame of entrepreneurship has been annihilated in your heart, please come to Daqing to see what the land experience here is like. What kind of test has Cang Sang accepted? Open the chronicle of the past and see how salty the brown rope they broke, soaked in sweat and dressed in overalls. How many red spots are there? The pumping units working in Yang Shulin are still whispering about the difficulties of the year. The 800-year-old grass in front of Xue Guifang's tomb is silently watering yesterday's pioneering work. I went to Sada Road to stare at the scarred road and see how the wheels of the 1960s flew to the East Oil Depot in the snow and ice to touch the remaining tracks and listen to the first column on the wasteland. How did the oil dragon spread the song of victory to Majiayao to find the lamp left by the landlord Aunt Zhao? How did the first snowstorm knock on the low eaves and come to the No.2 Hospital to pay tribute to the red tile house of the campaign headquarters? It is a witness of history and tells people about the past years. Where did the old Combat Working Committee lead you to fly to the quiet courtyard full of lilacs and swallow the mud? Build a small nest in front of the eaves. A string of flashing place names will make you think. The land of heroes will keep you awake at night. Fresh blood will be reinjected into dry blood vessels. The withered heart will surge again. Pure spring will make our ideal sails soar again. Let the torch of our life be lit again. I will sing my childhood song again, chasing the wheels of the drilling team and making the spilled oil blossom. I want to lie in the warm and generous arms of bearded uncle and listen to his legendary life of drilling. The oil lamp lit up the warm night in the country. Tell future generations to cherish this red history book. It is a classic that will never be lost in our hands. I want to reopen the door of memory and let the red era bloom with bright flowers. I want to look again. The lost years make the song of faith reverberate in the happy heart. Song Ji Wei E's Three Classics Monument stands in the wild blue sky. Let's kick off the oil conference and look back at the ledger of the years. How did the century-old elm tree in Datong town, the old revolutionary base area support the villagers and elders who worked on hard red land in the entrepreneurial era? How many times have they sent bitter spring to the drilling team with wicker baskets? The thunder that uplifts the spirit of the sky bursts into lightning of the soul, holds high the banner of victory, opens the picture of future generations, makes our spirit sublimate a thousand times in the rolling thunder of Daqing Battle, and makes our ideals spread a thousand times in the light of hard work. Even if reform and opening up open the door to the outside world, why are we afraid of floating debris in the world of mortals? Ah, Daqing, how many thunder and lightning have you experienced in your magnificent entrepreneurial history? How many vicissitudes have you experienced? You are a lone figure bravely flying over 1960 historical sky. You are the Haiyan who proudly flew over the stormy waves in 2006. How can Changhong leave me a poem? How can you not spread my poems? How can the boundless waves in the East China Sea not flow into my surging poems and relax the wind in Kunlun Mountain, and how can they not turn into my praise? Sweep away the smoke cloud of forty-six years and correct the future course. The centennial rejuvenation of the great nation-Daqing is being revived, and the centennial oilfield is facing severe challenges.
5. Who can help me find a poem praising Daqing in Heilongjiang Province-The Son of Oil-dedicated to the first generation of "Iron Man" Wang Jinxi. If the lit fire can light up the motherland, you should be the brightest one in that smile. If the flowing oil river can reflect the stars in the sky, you should be the brightest one in vast expanse. You clenched the iron fist of the brake and shattered the wilderness filled with eternal silence. The cry of your trembling life explains your unwilling green wish. In order to make your dream shine in the vast night sky, you reach out to the indifferent beggar in order to sharpen your passion and tragic life. You sway, devouring the hungry north wind, the heavy snow and the falling sun. It is the call of your eyes that are open day and night, and the hope that you will never forget your life. Your body will firmly support the derrick on the ground, and the stars will fluctuate like magnets. There are persistent calls in your veins, such as channels, for your mother's anemia. How generous can your heart be to convey warmth and cold as a snake's silence to move its depths? Your frozen hand needs to build a white nest for it. Your tough guy needs to carve a thin appearance for it. The cold night snow tore at your heart, leaving countless strands of anxiety. You have given up the extravagant hope of being reunited with your family. You endure the harassment and ridicule of mosquitoes. On a quiet night, you wrote about the shock and glory of the future. You approach the giant facing the sun's projection. Illuminate all thoughts on the earth with burning faith. You melt the last warm candle tear into a spring smile, but you can't see the tombstone made of fragrant flowers. This is an oil tree carved by Dai Yue and planted in your hometown. It is full of oil flowers. You have a strong crush on the first cup of milk squeezed out, which is blooming. I am eager to measure your noble soul with the life of poetry. Your sleep is the eternal beautiful scenery of the northern night sky, which deeply shines with the loyalty of those sons of oil.
6. Seeking for the 50th anniversary of Guangxi, a beautiful essay or poem, Guangxi.
My hometown
You gave birth to me, raised me and made me grow up.
Although people are in other places
But I won't forget you
You are my mother.
My mother
Ah, Guangxi
you are very beautiful
This is an autonomous region.
That's my pride.
My pride
Your water and mountains are in Guilin.
Your building and room are in Liuzhou.
Your bank is in Nanning.
Guangxi
Guangxi, which makes me proud.
I will always love your land.
Love the endless life of working people
The Charm of Einar Goering's Literature
Love the poetic spirit of Shuitian Poetry Society.
7. American writing: 60th anniversary of the motherland, 60th spring and autumn, 60th stormy journey. In 2009, China celebrated its 60th birthday. At this moment, every patriotic China person is proud of the prosperity of the motherland. In order to celebrate the birthday of the great motherland, in 2009, "Ode to the Ancestor" China Youth Art Talent Exhibition was grandly opened in Beijing, China. Among them, a large-scale song and dance performance "A Journey to China" adapted from the poems of patriotic young poet Hu Yuze will debut in China on February 6, and the performance will perfectly interpret "A Journey to China" in the form of art.
"Teenagers are the hope of the country. Letting young people participate in patriotic activities is of positive significance to the future development of children. " Mr. Hu Yuze said, "All the young people selected this time will have the opportunity to take the stage, and at the same time be able to accept the guidance of first-class musicians, dancers and pianists in China. Such an opportunity will definitely benefit children for life. "
It is understood that Mr. Hu Yuze, the organizer of the large-scale song and dance performance of A Trip to China, will also select 56 outstanding children from more than 2,000 teenagers from all over the country to participate in Ode to Ancestors as the first batch of patriotic image ambassadors of A Trip to China to undertake the image promotion of the large-scale patriotic poetry promotion project of A Trip to China next year. Mr. Hu Yuze said: "In order to better reflect the patriotism of the whole nation, we hope that the selected children can cover 56 ethnic groups in China as gifts for the 60th birthday of the motherland."
The large-scale patriotic song and dance performance of "A Trip to China" has been intensively arranged on June 5438+1October 3 1 day. After work, Mr. Hu Yuze also presented a collection of patriotic poems "A Passage to China" to young people attending the party all over the country. "Patriotism education needs to start with children and needs the support of the whole society." Mr. Hu Yuze said.