Motherland, I am proud of you. Modern Poetry 1 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!
This period of history embodies greatness,
Indulge in the sunshine in October,
This momentum is full of passion,
Built a monument to stand in the east of the world.
A glorious era,
With strong hands,
He wrote a glorious chapter of the new China,
People proudly pointed out the direction.
Suffering mother,
Wipe the tears from your eyes,
Show your inner joy, be happy sincerely,
The motherland bravely moves towards prosperity.
Praise our history,
There is a myth that Pangu created the world.
Generate the light that shines with life.
Praise our history,
There are four great inventions,
Sow on this barren land.
Praise our history,
With the wisdom of Laozi and Confucius,
The flame of thousands of years of civilization has illuminated us.
Praise our history.
Motherland, I am proud of you. Modern Poetry 2: When Red Blood Meets Chaoyang.
Floating into my field of vision
I listened to the songs from my motherland.
So meaningful, so loud
Every note is full of power.
I stepped on colorful dance steps.
Imagine in a dreamy melody
The once lonely and haggard land
After 69 years of baptism and combing
Now it is a beautiful crown and a group of fragrant flowers.
Millennium cloister,
The walls of Jinge Iron Horse,
That antique hall,
Anywhere your fingertips can reach.
vitality
A thousand years of history, a thousand years of wind and frost.
Never made you sad.
Every birthday is still so extraordinary.
I am wearing colorful clothes.
Crossing Datang
Walk into Laozi and Zhuangzi
The words of blessing are integrated into the poem.
In your clear and bright eyes like flowers
Speak your mind
Motherland, I am proud of you.
Motherland, I love you.
If possible
I am willing to give all my blood.
Protect your happiness.
If possible
I want to fly to the boundless blue.
Picking the fruit of the stars will bring good luck.
At the moment, my heart is as soft as blue waves.
Grow sturdily along peony leaves
Let all souls crawl under your feet.
erect
Kiss your arm
Have the same dream.
Set sail