I am anxious for the poetry tabloid that praises the motherland!!!!!!

I love this land

Ai Qing

If I were a bird,

I should also sing with a hoarse throat: < /p>

This storm-beaten land,

This ever-raging river of our sorrow and indignation,

This angry wind that blows endlessly,

And the extremely gentle dawn from the forest...

——Then I died,

Even the feathers rotted in the earth.

Why do I always have tears in my eyes?

Because I love this land deeply...

Motherland, my dear motherland

Shu Ting

I am your river The dilapidated old waterwheel next to it

Spinning tired songs for hundreds of years

I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead

Illuminating you in history Snailing and groping in the tunnel

I am a shriveled ear of rice; I am a roadbed in disrepair

I am a barge on the silt

Putting the rope deep

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Lean into your shoulders

——Motherland!

I am poverty

I am sorrow

I am your ancestors

The painful hope

Yes "Flying" sleeves

Flowers that have not fallen to the ground for thousands of years

——Motherland

I am your new ideal

Just escaped from the cobweb of myth

I am the germ of the ancient lotus under your snow quilt

I am your laughter nest with tears

I am the newly painted snow-white starting line

It is the crimson dawn

It is gushing

——The motherland

I am you One billionth

is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters

You fed it with your scarred breasts

I am confused, I am deep in thought, I am boiling

Then get it from my flesh and blood

Your wealth, your Glory, your freedom

——Motherland

My dear motherland

"Coal in the Furnace"

Guo Moruo

Ah, my young girl!

I will not let you down,

Don’t let me down.

I am so burning for my beloved

!

Ah, my young girl!

You should know my predecessor?

Don’t you think my black slave is reckless?

It takes a black slave like me to have a heart like fire.

Ah, my young girl!

I think my predecessor

was originally a useful pillar.

I have been buried alive in the ground for many years.

It is only now that I can be reborn. See the light of day.

Ah, my young girl!

Since I saw the light of day again,

I often miss my hometown,

I am burning for my beloved one

Such a look!

My motherland

My motherland,

The motherland that I deeply love. < /p>

You are a majestic lion-----dancing the majestic wind of China,

You are the origin of human wisdom-----igniting the spark of civilization.

You have a sacred name,

That is China!

That is China, my motherland.

The motherland that I deeply love.