Patriotic poems suitable for recitation. Modern poetry.

Changsha in Qinyuanchun became independent in the cold autumn of 1925, and the Xiangjiang River went north to Orange Island. You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish jumps shallowly, and everything in the frost is free. Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs? Took a hundred couples on a trip. Recalling the past, the years are thick. Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu. Pointing out the maze, inspiring words, the dirt in Wan Huhou that year. Remember hitting the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the speedboat? -misty rain, turtles and snakes lock the river. Yellow crane knows where to go, and tourists stay. Soak the wine and a rising tide lifts all boats! The enemy besieged thousands of people, so I stopped. Already very strict barriers, more United. There was a lot of gunfire in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy had escaped at night. -Spilled to the world is resentment, and a pillow reappears. The red flag jumps over Tingjiang River and goes straight down Longyan to Shanghang. It's really busy to pack up Jin Zhen and divide the fields. Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant. The annual autumn wind blows hard, not like spring, but better than spring, just like the Wan Li frost on the vast river. -Where is it going today? Point to the foot of Wuyi Mountain. The red flag at the foot of the mountain is picturesque. On the high mountain top, the wind blew the red flag over the sign. Where does this trip go? Ganjiang River is full of snow and wind. Yesterday, the order was issued, and 100,000 workers and peasants marched to Ji 'an. -There is a red corner on the other side of Ganshui River, and I depend on Huang Gonglue. Millions of workers and peasants crossed Jiangxi to Hunan and Hubei. An international sad song, the hurricane fell from the sky for me. Fog filled Longgang with darkness. They shouted in unison and caught Zhang Huizan in front. Twenty thousand troops re-entered Jiangxi, and the wind and smoke rolled for a long time. Arouse millions of workers and peasants, work together and avoid red flags everywhere. -The gun is forced by Lin, and the flying general is self-respecting. The flood lasted for 15 days and 700 miles, with vast waters in Jiangxi and green mountains in Fujian. Sweep the whole army like a bamboo. Someone is crying, why not do it step by step for the camp! After the rain, the sun went down again, and the mountains were blue. When the fighting was urgent, the village wall was smashed by bullets. Decorate this mountain, it looks better today. People who travel all over the green hills are not old, and the scenery here is unique. The peak outside Huichang leads directly to the east. The soldiers pointed to the more lush South Guangdong.