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 a withered ear of rice, a 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 your ancestor, the painful hope.
It is a flower that never falls to the ground for thousands of years.
-Motherland
I am your brand-new ideal, just breaking away from the spider web of myth.
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow, and I am your tearful smile nest.
I am the newly painted white starting line, the crimson dawn, and I am bursting.
-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 from my flesh and blood
Your richness, your glory, your freedom.
-Motherland
my dear motherland
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Patriotism is the theme of this poem. When it comes to the motherland, people often think of the Yangtze River, the Great Wall, Huangshan Mountain and the Yellow River, four great inventions, vast territory and abundant resources ... praise the strength and greatness of the motherland with a seemingly bold but empty lie. The author, on the other hand, found another way to face the ancient history and grim reality of the motherland, constructed a series of flowing and dignified pictures, compared the motherland to a scarred mother with a slow and deep rhythm, poured out her inner pain with a childlike heart, and expressed her passion and determination to devote herself to the future of the motherland.
In the poet's mind, the motherland is no longer a huge and empty abstraction, but a collection of vicissitudes of the past, the reality of poverty and despair and the hope of crimson dawn.
In this poem, there is a poet's sadness about the tragic history and grim reality of the motherland; And the joy of getting rid of the suffering of the motherland and wanting to fly. It also expressed the poet's deep and warm love for the motherland. As a generation of young people who have experienced setbacks, the poet breathed the fate of the motherland and exchanged his own blood and sweat for the prosperity, glory and freedom of the motherland.
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