Prose poem praising the motherland: 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.
Prose poem praising the motherland II: I love my motherland.
Author: talc
Standing on the ancient horizon
mother
1949
You said you saw the rising sun.
Born with severe pain.
The sunshine at eight or nine o'clock in the morning
Warm light ahead
Flower Sea in May
Mixed with the fragrance of zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival.
Yangtze river, great wall
Kiss the earth deeply.
The Yellow River flows in children's hearts.
Eight laurel seeds, five port wines.
Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan Mid-Autumn Festival
Toast and blessing.
1949
The hope that blooms on October 1st.
60 years later, the horn of progress was sounded again.
Mother, motherland, mother
On the ancient horizon
Today, I said I saw the rising sun.
With you, a radiant face.
Prose Poems in Praise of the Motherland Part III: Ode to Ancestors.
Author: Meilianhua
sixty years ago
With the majestic voice of a great man
You were born.
From then on, the east of the world has your majestic figure.
Thirty years ago.
Accompanied by another great man's frequent waving
You are open.
From then on, the colorful world has your cry.
Twenty years ago
With the third generation of leaders thinking all night.
You flew.
Since then, you have changed the world with strong hands.
ten years ago
With a cordial smile from the chairman.
You left.
From then on, you wrote a song of a powerful country in the east of the world.
Prose poem 4 praising the motherland: holding the motherland into the bright moon
Author: Meng Hai Clear Sky
How bright the moonlight is at home! China is a powerful country.
Kiss my motherland, dear mother.
Embrace you into the bright moon of Mid-Autumn Festival.
With fervent blessing.
Express your feelings.
Mom, listen, okay?
"The bright moon is in the sky, and the horizon is * * * at this time."
Children all over the country
Holding a bright moon
Looking at you with a smile.
Listen carefully to your voice in the dark:
I absolutely don't allow others to rob the Diaoyu Islands!
Mom, did you see that?
"I hope that people will live for a long time and have a good scenery for thousands of miles."
Children who love their mothers are surrounded by the bright moon in the sky.
Singing and laughing.
Welcome mother's 63rd birthday.
Happy birthday to my mother.
It is a smile that blooms everywhere in the north and south of the Yangtze River.
Boxing is patriotic, and the moon shines thousands of miles.
Kiss my motherland, dear mother.
The sixty-third magnificent movement is coming.
Rewrite, reunion in this Mid-Autumn Festival.
At this exciting moment of national celebration.
We look forward to it, and we long for it.
A page in the new movement.
Mom, did you see that?
Your first aircraft carrier "Liaoning" officially entered the ranks.
1300 million pairs of surprised eyes
Devote yourself to that lucky city.
Close to the leaders of the two countries.
Close to the mother's heart
We saw the voice of a powerful country.
Harmony in the vast sea
Mom, listen, okay?
The noble voice of "pledging to protect Diaoyu Island"
Every inch of land that resounds through the motherland
The demands of rubbing their hands can be seen everywhere.
For our dear mother.
"The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the country cannot be unloaded!"
Mom, dear mom.
Our dearest motherland mother
Looking at you in front of distorted history
Tears of injustice, pain of love
Always tormenting everyone who loves you.
We protest against all these unjust acts.
We reject all contempt for you.
Mom, what do you say?
As your children, what can we do for you?
Mother, kiss my motherland.
Today is your birthday? National Day
Let's join hands and surround you.
A thousand words string together the shining blessings like stars.
Around the mother.
Jean1300 million children's hands
Firmly defend your unattainable integrity
How bright the moonlight is at home! Home is a good country.
Kiss my motherland, dear mother.
Embrace you into the bright moon of Mid-Autumn Festival.
With unrequited love
Meet you affectionately
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