In the stormy waves of Hukou of the Yellow River
I heard lasting passion.
On Mount Everest, Xue Hai.
What I stare at is a kind of true purity that has not changed for thousands of years.
At the top of the Oriental Pearl Tower
I feel supercilious.
In the tunnel of terracotta warriors and horses
I feel a kind of boldness and depth.
In a fire rising in a foreign country
I feel a blessing and sincerity. ...
Oh, motherland, what are you?
You are the land under your feet.
There used to be beautiful scenery and traffic here.
Used to be a giant in the Qin and Han Dynasties.
This used to be the ruins of the watchtower looted by Eight-Nation Alliance.
It used to be a place to eat chaff and swallow vegetables thousands of miles away.
However, you are a hot spot of perseverance and self-improvement.
Now, you are the carrier of the times with strong spring breeze and progress. ...
Oh, the motherland
You are more than 9.6 million square kilometers of mountains and rivers.
On a white hair pulled out of the night
Reflect your vicissitudes and love.
From Wen Yiduo's stagnant water and green waves
I saw the suffering and greatness of the country.
On the podium of the United Nations
I heard the voice of our representative.
On 9.6 million square kilometers of land
I heard the attachment and longing of 65.438+300 million descendants. ...
You use a bright red five-star red flag
Register with the world
Where are the descendants of China people?
There is a soul deeply branded with five-star steel seal.
There is the heart of the Great Wall.
You use a huge hammer sickle
Announce to the world
Smash an old porcelain with a hammer.
You can also harvest a new China with a sickle.
Stand tall among the nations of the world
You speak Chinese in three loud and strong dialects.
Announce China's progress to the world.
-The people of China have stood up since then.
-development is the last word.
-China * * * Producers Party shapes itself with the thought of "Theory of Three Represents"
Enter a new era and a new century.
You are pursuing the same in the rapid change.
You pursue ever-changing in the constant.
Chinese sons and daughters who have traveled through history
With the spirit of rising from the ground.
With your enthusiasm and persistence
Write a magnificent present and future for you.
Motherland, everything can change.
Only children's love for you will not change.
Only children will make you rich and powerful.
It took 100,000 years to have the momentum of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River.
Still surging like that
It's too lofty, too smooth.
Motherland, my dear motherland (poetry)
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, I am proud of you (poetry)
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!
This period of history embodies greatness,
Indulge in the sunshine in October,
This momentum is full of passion,
Built a monument to stand in the east of the world.
A glorious era,
With strong hands,
He wrote a glorious chapter of the new China,
People proudly pointed out the direction.
Suffering mother,
Wipe the tears from your eyes,
Show your inner joy, be happy sincerely,
The motherland bravely moves towards prosperity.
Praise our history,
There is a myth that Pangu created the world.
Generate the light that shines with life.
Praise our history,
There are four great inventions,
Sow on this barren land.
Praise our history,
With the wisdom of Laozi and Confucius,
The flame of thousands of years of civilization has illuminated us.
Praise our history,
Silk porcelain crossed the ocean,
Everyone knows that this belongs to our hometown.
Praise our history.
In the smoke,
A powerful terracotta army lineup.
Praise our history,
Standing in that solemn place,
The power of the Great Wall in Wan Li.
……
Praise our history,
Thousands of years of ancient land,
How many tragic stories have been left behind,
The century-old shame hat of the sick man of East Asia,
We finally threw it into the Pacific Ocean,
We have realized our dream of reorganizing rivers and mountains.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
The splendid land is full of spirit.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
Picturesque and poetic.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
The roaring iron cow combed the sound of the field,
Roll up the joy and singing of harvest.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
Oil-poor land supports the backbone of steel,
The oil derrick stands in the sand sea.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
A rainbow across the Yangtze River,
The majestic Three Gorges Dam blocked thousands of miles.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
"Two bombs" of red clouds pierced the sky,
Satellites travel in space.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
The people's army is mighty and magnificent,
An iron wall to defend the motherland.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
The people are riding the spring breeze of reform,
Realize the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.
……
Through our future,
In this sacred land,
Bob sends out the power to shake the world,
Brilliant face is shining with glory and pride.
Motherland,
I'm proud of you,
The splendid culture of the Chinese nation,
In the long history,
Stir in my chest forever.
Motherland,
I'm proud of you,
In this wonderful and magical land,
The hope of soaring has sprouted again.
The giant pen of history will write your glory in the new century!
October of the motherland (ode to the motherland)
Motherland! This poetic name
It permeates your every season.
That's a white dove under the blue sky.
Wake up on the first morning in October.
Ah! Motherland, I have loved you for too long. ...
October! my motherland
Please give me a flashlight.
I follow in your footsteps.
Let every dream flow with sweetness.
Let all sounds be covered with golden notes.
The day I approached you-
Please fill the sky with rosy clouds for me.
I want to inject eternal vitality into your growing troubles.
The first October is always full of echoes, like tears falling from flowers.
* * * The voice of America walks through your heart.
Extend to the most passionate melody
In my heart, you are more than just a green island to rest on.
You are my red cloud, rising with the beat.
Whether it's mountains, valleys, fields, trails or the sea.
Numerous failures and successes have enriched October.
Ah! homeland ...
Who is wearing the crown of October?
The first morning in October is in front of Tiananmen Square.
I feel the aftertaste of sweet-scented osmanthus and the sound of bumper harvest drums.
I recall the historical sound carved on white marble.
My mind has changed.
Flying clouds
vast territory of the motherland
How can I not cultivate my beautiful character and integrity? !
The rising October has been contested in Qian Fan.
And my singing, my motherland.
Become a flock of flying white doves
Full of vibration
shake ...
Dedicated to my dear motherland.
Motherland,
Your five thousand years,
It is full of countless controversies.
Fearless again and again, failed again and again,
Outline the unchangeable spirit of China.
We,
Survived in your mind for 5 thousand years,
So,
There is a Chinese soul that will remain unchanged for five thousand years.
Your territory is vast and powerful,
Like the cock singing at dawn.
Leap again and again, gallop again and again,
You have finally become a giant of the East.
We,
Growing up on your shoulders for 5 thousand years,
So,
In temperament, there is a kind of "diligence" that has remained unchanged for five thousand years.
For 5,000 years,
You are still full of youth,
Five thousand years later, you are still enthusiastic.
We,
It's been five thousand years since I followed in your footsteps,
So,
Witnessed your five thousand years of vicissitudes.
You're lost, you're depressed,
But at 1949, there was a huge national roar.
It makes the world shake;
1978 a spring thunder,
Opened the door to the world.
On your vast and beautiful grassland,
Sheep are like pearls covered with green velvet;
In your promising field,
The rolling wheat waves dyed the world golden.
On your winding coast,
A fresh fish is full of fishing nets;
In your dense forest,
Everywhere is the pillar of the future of the motherland.
When the bell of the new century rings,
The eyes of the whole world are watching you.
I saw it,
The fruitful harvest bent the branches;
I saw it,
The machine is turning freely and happily.
I saw it,
Satellites and spaceships shine with the light of the sun;
I saw it,
The genetic code leads us into the hall of natural science.
We have ushered in a colorful era with you.
We entered a brand-new moderns with you.
We understand,
Our shoulders will support your hope for tomorrow;
We know that,
Our hands will create your future glory.
Motherland,
We will definitely let you
Standing forever
-East of the world!
National day short poem: praise the motherland, praise the motherland.
autumn wind
Give off a faint fragrance.
Chrysanthemum in frost
Give a piece of wheat straw a season
Kiss the afterglow of the sunset
Love overflows gentle eyes.
Look at the fields calmly.
Passionate poems [National Day short poems: praise the motherland, praise the motherland.
Listen to the gurgling of the Yellow River.
A history bearing countless sufferings
Watch the river with high sediment concentration.
How many memories have you accumulated?
In a state of ruin
This is your old face
The hardships of childhood
Left an indelible mark [national day short poem: praise the motherland, praise the motherland.
Experienced hardships and hardships
Half a century of fighting
A far-reaching and long flow
Footprints of 5,000-year civilization
A long historical process
The heroic waves rolling in the past
The strings of time
Play today's brilliant melody