Poetry about me and my motherland

1, motherland, my dear motherland, contemporary poet Shu Ting.

I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years;

When you grope in the tunnel of history, I am a miner's lamp with black forehead;

I am the withered ear of rice, the disrepair roadbed;

This is a barge on the mudflat, pull the rope deep into your shoulder,

-the motherland! I'm poor and I'm sad.

I am the painful hope of your ancestors,

It is a flower that never falls to the ground for thousands of years.

-the motherland! I am your brand-new ideal,

Just broke free from the spider web of myth; I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow;

I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging; I am the newly painted white starting line;

It is the crimson dawn, in generate;

——? Motherland! I am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;

You feed it with scarred breasts,

Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;

Then take it out of my flesh,

Your richness, your glory, your freedom;

——? Motherland, my dear motherland!

Modern Hu Jinghui's We Love You, China.

When the bright sun jumps out from the blue waves in the East China Sea, the Pamirs are still full of stars.

When the northland was still a world wrapped in silver, the southern Xinjiang was already full of beautiful spring.

Ah, we love you, China! We love you-

The beauty of Guilin's landscape, the thick makeup of Hangzhou West Lake,

Huangshan Mountain and Lushan Mountain are shrouded in clouds, and the Yangtze River and Yellow River are magnificent.

We love you-the fragrance of Longjing tea and the mellow fragrance of Maotai.

Jiangnan silk is bright and beautiful, and Jingdezhen ceramics are ingenious.

We love you-the moonlight is like water in front of the Dai bamboo building, and the Potala Palace is towering above the roof of the world.

Grapes in Turpan, melons in Hami, sheep in grassland and camels in Gobi.

We love you-an ancient song played by the bells of the Warring States Period and a new song written by the reform and opening up.

China Wan Li surging spring tide, the motherland lit the fire of hope.

We love you-the history of struggle, the fruit of sweat.

Magnificent pine trees, noble plum blossoms, broad mind and magnificent spirit.

We are proud, we are proud, we work hard, we develop,

You are a powerful nation in the world. We love you, China!

3,' Ode to the Yellow River' Author: Light before it happened

Ah, friend!

The Yellow River, with its heroism, appeared in Yuan Ye, Asia;

It shows the spirit of our nation: great and powerful!

Here, we celebrate the Yellow River.

I stood on the top of a high mountain and watched the Yellow River roll eastward.

The surging waves set off a huge wave;

Turbid flow turns around and forms a zigzag chain;

Run from the foot of Kunlun Mountain to the edge of the Yellow Sea, and split the Central Plains in two.

Ah! Yellow River! You are the cradle of the Chinese nation!

Five thousand years of ancient culture originated from you;

How many heroic stories are staged around you!

Ah! Yellow River!

You are great and strong, appearing on the plains of Asia like a giant.

Build a barrier for our nation with your heroic physique.

Ah! Yellow River!

You poured down, majestic, and stretched out thousands of iron arms to the north and south banks.

The great spirit of our nation will be cultivated and carried forward by you!

The heroic sons and daughters of our motherland will follow your example.

As great and strong as you! As great and strong as you!

4, "My Motherland" Modern: Autumn Brewing Alcohol

My motherland, with lofty mountains and majestic peaks, overlooks the storms of history.

Twilight is boundless, and the wind and cloud pass by.

The solid back has withstood the vicissitudes of hundreds of millions of years.

My motherland, the river is rushing, and the mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history.

Go ahead and wash away the pollution for a hundred years.

The stormy waves hit the canyon, and there were many ups and downs of fate.

My motherland is vast in territory and abundant in natural resources, with beautiful scenery and splendid traditional culture.

The desert receives the sunset, and the bright moon is drunk with lotus flowers.

How many splendid civilizations are still shining on the vast land.

My motherland has industrious people and 56 nationalities.

Wonderful oriental charm, romantic humanistic customs,

How many beautiful and moving legends have been passed down through the ages.

This is my motherland, this is my beloved motherland.

I love your long and splendid history and the flowers on every inch of your land.

I love your beautiful and magnificent rivers and mountains, and I love the tenacity and persistence of your people.

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, and that is China!

That's China, my motherland. My beloved motherland.

I love my motherland deeply, and my beating heart beats with the pulse of 5,000 years.

I love my motherland deeply, and my blood is surging with the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

I love my motherland deeply, and my yellow skin is printed with the colors left by my ancestors.

I love my motherland deeply, and there is a humble smile in my black eyes.

I love my motherland deeply, and my strong character is tall and straight.

I deeply love my motherland, and the vast sea is full of all my sustenance.

My motherland, lovely China,

You have created a glorious history and raised a great nation.

I am proud of your long history, and thousands of years of strong winds can't break your tall and straight back.

I am proud of your strength, your resistance to internal and external troubles, and your years.

I am proud of your light, and the Chinese nation firmly holds its own destiny.

I am proud of your spirit. Reform is brave and opening up is magnificent.

Lovely motherland, wherever I go, I will hold your arm of strength.

No matter where I live, you warm my heart.

Lovely motherland, you are at the helm of the new century,

You use speed, you use strength to create miracles that shock the world.

You have achieved another more brilliant development with diligence and wisdom!

Motherland, motherland, you are always full of hope,

Motherland, motherland, you will always be full of vitality!

5. "Motherland, I am proud of you! Modern: Kang Langying

When the towering huabiao, let the tall and straight body covered with dawn,

When the majestic Tiananmen Square, let the wind and cloud usher in the rising sun.

In the ear of history, there was the rumble of salute.

The overwhelming echo is the echo of the vicissitudes of China.

A giant looked down at the world with a loud voice.

The whole world has heard that People's Republic of China (PRC) was founded!

When the first five-star red flag Ran Ran was raised,

Flying in the wind of the lang lang sky, people raised their heads,

The whole world has seen that the people of China have stood up since then!