A poem or sentence about my motherland that I am proud of.

1. A poem about my proud motherland.

I'm proud of your poems about the motherland 1. What are the poems about "My motherland, I am proud of you"?

Partridges in the sky, the motherland can't help it.

Qing Dynasty: Qiu Jin

The sinking feeling of the motherland can't help but come overseas to find a bosom friend. Golden gulls are always in short supply and need to be replenished. He dares to sacrifice himself for his country!

There are obstacles and sighs. Guan Shan Wan Li is a hero. Don't say that women are not British. They sing on the wall of Longquan every night.

Sword song

Qing Dynasty: Qiu Jin

Emperor Yan's bloodline is injured. When does the boundless hate snow?

There is no equal right in the world, only power. When it comes to rise and fall, words are torn.

The sword comes from the golden city, and justice does not rely on red iron.

Life and death pay a dime, and life is here.

When you are hungry, you want to spit on your enemy's head. When you are thirsty, you want to drink the blood of Huns.

Chivalrous people are proud of Kyushu, and if they don't believe it, they will fold.

The blood stain has turned blue, and Hanwang fined three feet.

Shanxi north and south are arbitrarily divided into five points, and the clothes are weak and difficult to resign.

Don't you see that bullfighting is firm but gentle? Have a grudge in your chest?

It's amazing that it's a few crisp autumn days without revealing the peak.

A box is hidden in the dark, but a bosom friend is hard to meet on earth.

The empty mountain was frightened by the wind and rain overnight, and I was anxious to turn the dragon into a dragon.

The treasure light is bright and shocking, and it is dark and colorless for nine days.

Read history books by the sword, there are many traitors in the books.

The Central Plains suddenly became sheep farm, and the wind was blowing in Yu Yu.

Who will open the darkness of the world except the general and Mo Xie?

Kill all monsters and clarify the duty of the world.

He doesn't care about the success or failure of the years, but relies on blood to serve the country.

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Man Jiang Hong sealed his aunt as a text.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

I want to ask why you set off such a violent hurricane on the Fengshen list. After all, it is not the spring in the south, and the flowers bloom and fall, which makes you jealous. No, Jiangnan has a good spring and is jealous of the weather. When the leaves are blown by the wind, the returning crow can't recognize its perch, the ribbon hanging from the scroll and the frightened swallow. Why doesn't God give some pity to the sad people, but let the wind blow them?

I just fell asleep in front of the lamp and was suddenly awakened by the strong wind. After listening to the wind, melancholy turned into sadness. It suddenly occurred to me that my lover, who is far away from home, is listening to the sound of the raging wind at the moment. I hope her green screen can keep the windshield out and not blow away the graffiti screen. Only shadows leave their souls in the autumn sky by candlelight. There's no point in following him all the time, Piaofen and Xiangxiang.

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Broken array, home country for forty years.

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

Over the past 40 years, my motherland has been covered with mountains and rivers for three thousand miles. How many times did you know each other because of a fight?

Once classified as ministers, Shen Yao and Pan were killed. On the day when he resigned from the temple in a hurry, Jiao Fang still played farewell songs and cried for Gong E. ..

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Ding Fengbo returned to Wang Dingguo Nanhai to serve people and foster mothers.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Always envy the jade lang in the world, and heaven should ask for a crisp mother. Try your best to sing, open your teeth, the wind blows, the snow flies, and the sea gets cold.

Wanli came back with a smile and smiled with him. I think Lingnan should be bad. I said, This peace of mind is my hometown.

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Guofeng Feng Wang sheep fat water

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

It twists and turns, and the bundle of dry wood can't be lifted! His son will not defend himself in front of me. I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant, and I return the moon.

It's winding and flowing quietly, but the bunch of Vitex negundo can't float! His son will not defend himself in front of me. I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant, and I return the moon.

Yang's water does not flow. His son will not keep his word to me. I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant, and I return the moon.

seven

Send the Japanese monk Jinglong back.

Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang

Fusang is already in Xiaosuo, and his home is in Fusang East.

Who will come here with the teacher? A boat full of bright moon and sails.

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In spring, Qin is nostalgic.

Tang Dynasty: Zhou Pu

I hope to disappear in the wilderness, and the river lingers in distant villages.

Cattle and horses put more spring grass, and Harada plowed ancient monuments.

It's late in the snowy mountains, smoke from cooking stoves is accompanied by sunset, and the shadows of trees are faint.

Wan Li Huangsha, it's hard to look back at Qinyuan.

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Shu Guo Xi' an

Tang Dynasty: Li He

Liquidambar formosana flowers are quiet in the evening, and Jinshan is beautiful.

The stone falls and the ape mourns, and the bamboo cloud is half a ridge.

The cool moon gives birth to Qiupu, and the jade and sand sparkle.

Who is a tearful guest? He can't hold back the meandering pond.

I am proud of your motherland.

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!

3. The poem "I am proud of my motherland"

Motherland, I am proud of you.

When the majestic China people watch, let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn, and when the majestic Tiananmen Square, let the wind and cloud usher in the rising sun.

In the ear of history, the rumble and overwhelming echo of salute came, which is the echo of the vicissitudes of China. A giant looks down at the world,

Loud voice, resounded all over the world, China people * * * and the country was established!

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

The flag of victory fluttered in the sky and the people raised their heads. The whole world saw that the people of China stood up from now on!

This period of history is magnificent, and the sunshine in October is described and impassioned.

Built a monument to stand in the east of the world.

Glorious times, with vigorous hands, wrote a glorious chapter of the new China, and the people proudly pointed out the country.

The suffering mother wiped away the tears in the corner of her eyes, revealing her inner joy and heartfelt joy, and the motherland bravely moved toward prosperity and strength.

Eulogize our history, with the myth of Pangu's creation, and produce the shining light of life. Eulogize our history and spread it on this barren land with the brilliance of the four great inventions.

Eulogize our history, with the enlightenment of Laozi and Confucius, and the flame of thousands of years of civilization illuminates us.

Eulogize our history, silk porcelain has crossed the ocean, and everyone knows that it comes from our hometown.

Praise our history. In that piece of wolf smoke, a vast terracotta army lineup appeared. Praise our magnificent history and the power of the Great Wall of Wan Li.

? Eulogize our history, thousands of years of ancient land, how many tragic stories have been left, and the century-old shame hat of the sick man of East Asia has finally been thrown into the Pacific Ocean by us, and we have realized our dream of reorganizing rivers and mountains.

In the spring and autumn of sixty-four, the splendid land was full of high spirits.

Picturesque and poetic. Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,

The roaring iron cow combed the sound of the field, rolled up the joy of harvest and sang.

The oil-poor land arched the backbone of steel, and the oil derrick stood in the sand sea.

The red clouds of "two bombs" pierced the sky, and satellites traveled in space. The people's army is mighty and magnificent, defending the iron wall of the motherland.

The people harness the spring breeze of reform and realize the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.

? Through our future,

In this sacred land, Bob exudes the power to shock the world, and his glory and pride shine brilliantly.

Motherland, I am proud of you. The splendid culture of the Chinese nation has merged into the long river of history and will reverberate in my chest forever.

Motherland, I am proud of you. In the wonderful and magical land, the hope of soaring germinates again, and the giant pen of history will draw your glory in the new century!

Motherland, I am proud of you.

There were so many miserable days in the past.

Make today's expression look so weak.

When we are mature, when we are brilliant.

How can you forget that heavy past?

And worried parents.

Looking back at history, the years hold up a string of memories.

Countless lives have been baptized by blood and rain.

Five thousand years of civilization was forged by our ancestors with blood.

Show the world the indomitable spirit of a nation.

Always stand between heaven and earth

The mountains of Kunlun Mountain and the peaks of Wuyue Mountain.

Five thousand years of history tells an old myth.

The majestic Great Wall is the straight backbone of the motherland.

The magnificent Yellow River is my mother's blood.

The 5,000-year-old civilization was forged by ancestors with blood.

Motherland is mother.

You are for the prosperity of the country and the prosperity of the people.

With your strong body,

Tito raised a golden sun.

Since then, China's name has stood like a giant in the east of the world.

Motherland is mother.

You have nurtured hundreds of millions of Chinese children with warm arms.

You bear the fate of your motherland with your life and blood.

You split layers of haze with powerful arms.

The firm pace has won the respect of people all over the world!

Motherland, I am proud of you.

I am proud of my motherland.

Poetics of 2008 Beijing Olympic Games

A prosperous era is coming,

Let me this cavity thick ink,

Give it a heroic song!

A fire that generations have wanted to catch.

Everything is in the moment,

Into a dragon Wan Li,

Welcome to the Olympic Games.

The olive branch extended by the dove of peace will know,

The sea breeze blowing from the Aegean Sea will know,

What this country will become,

Count romance and look at the present.

Mountains and rivers, praise China.

Care about the Olympic Games

I am looking forward to the Olympic Games, and I love China.

It's finally here.

2008

Countries around the world celebrate and sing.

Flowers are everywhere in China.

And I am full of energy.

Solemn and full of energy

Let's go then

Hold the flag and the horn.

Let me join the game.

Spread your expectations and love.

aoyun

We Chinese

Rich in resources, vast in territory and abundant in natural resources.

We Chinese

The scenery is magnificent and beautiful.

Humanistic, chic and elegant

We are Chinese.

have a long history

Modern times are more developed.

We Chinese

Solemn and full of energy

We Chinese

There are many athletes.

Many friends.

We are Chinese.

upstairs

In this hot summer.

Ah, China Olympic Games.

aoyun

How many impressive achievements

Elegant and elegant.

Will be recorded in historical stories.

How much love and expectation

Under the five-ring flag

Publicity and sublimation

Beijing Olympic Games

The streets of Beijing

Light connection

Night in Beijing

Laughing, laughing.

2008 in Beijing

This is a world where friends get together.

Flowers in Beijing

Always open. No thanks.

Song of Beijing

One by one.

2008 in Beijing

This is a time for China people to celebrate.

Ah Beijing

Ah Olympic Games

Let's pay attention to it

Let's be passionate.

Come on! Come on!

Make unremitting efforts.

The five-ring flag flutters in the wind.

Beijing is full of vitality.

street

Cheerful horses and chariots

One by one.

Athletes and arrogant women are desperate.

Come on, come on loudly.

The five-ring flag flutters in the wind.

Beijing is full of vitality.

One country at a time

fascinated

Past home

Friends and family get together.

With a scream, the hall was full of joy.

The five-ring flag flutters in the wind.

Beijing is full of vitality.

Happy reunion in the world

All ethnic groups sing together

Singing the Olympics

Singing Beijing

Sing auld lang syne

Singing about the prosperity of China.

I have a strong motherland. It's a familiar face, and it's the kindest smiling face I've seen since I lost my loved one. It has tears in its eyes and powerful words. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. It was a strange face, the bravest face I have ever seen buried under the ruins. It pried open the rubble and moved the boulder. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. That's a beautiful face, the face of an angel I saw in my hospital bed. It bandaged my wound and watched me drive away my fear. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. It was a kind face, the calmest face I had ever seen before I fled the classroom. It creates eternity for its students. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. It was a young face, the most urgent face I had ever seen in a long queue. It donated blood to the wounded in the disaster area. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. It's a busy face, and it's the most tired face I've ever seen on the front line of disaster relief. Its eyes are bloodshot, and it is too late to take care of its family. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. That is the cutest face in the world, the faces of men and women I have never met since the earthquake in my hometown. It is far away from home and abroad, but my warm eyes are firmly fixed on me. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. The earth moves and the sky does not collapse, and there is great love in great disasters. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland.

6. I am proud of your motherland. Poetry 150 words.

Motherland, I am proud of you.