Patriotic poetry is loaded with deep affection for the motherland. It has also created a more splendid national culture. The following is a short recitation of children's love for the motherland compiled by Bian Xiao, hoping to help everyone.
Brief children love motherland poetry recitation 1
my motherland
My motherland,
My beloved motherland.
You are a cock with your head held high-wake up the silence of the dawn,
You are a flying dragon-the wind and cloud of the times,
You are a lion ―― dancing the glory of China.
You are the origin of human wisdom ―― lighting the spark of civilization.
You have a sacred name,
That's China!
That's China, my motherland.
My beloved motherland.
Intensive reading of children's love for the motherland II
Motherland, my dear motherland.
Motherland, my dear motherland.
Motherland, I will light 63 red candles for you.
Who raised the bright five-star red flag for us?
Who laid a beautiful land of peace for us?
Who is it that holds high the noble head for us?
Who declared socialism for us?
It is you, my motherland, my dear motherland.
Fifty-six constellations and 56 flowers
Fifty-six brothers and sisters of ethnic minorities are a family.
Fifty-six languages converge into one sentence:
"Love my China!"
Motherland, my dear motherland.
Your children firmly believe this.
The motherland's tomorrow will be better.
The world will have a better tomorrow.
The future of mankind will be better.
Brief Children Love the Motherland Poetry Recitation Chapter III
I am proud, I come from China! 》
Among countless blue eyes and brown eyes,
I have a pair of black eyes like jewels.
I am proud, I come from China!
Among countless white skin and black skin,
My skin is as yellow as the earth,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China-
The Loess Plateau is my chest,
The flowing water of the Yellow River is my boiling blood;
The Great Wall is my raised arm,
Mount Tai is my heel.
I'm from China.
My ancestors walked out of the forest for the first time.
My ancestors started farming first.
I am a descendant of the compass and printing.
I am a descendant of pi and seismograph.
In my country,
There are not only immortals in history.
Keywords Confucius, Sima Qian, Li Zicheng, Sun Yat-sen,
And immortality in the history of literature
Hua Mulan, Lin Daiyu, the Monkey King, Lu.
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China.
My voice is as rough as the Yellow River,
Not only in the United Nations building,
Speak out China's comments,
Also ringing at the Olympic Games,
Shouting "China scores".
When applause sent the flag of China to the blue sky,
I wish I were from China!
I'm from China.
My huge arms are like the Great Wall,
Not only the drill pipe of the diamond oil production machine
Predict that the center of the earth can't hit oil,
Send communication satellites to our ancestors.
White clouds that I have never seen in my dream.
When the five oceans listen to the voice of the East,
I am proud, I come from China.
I'm from China.
I am a descendant of the murals in Mogao Grottoes.
Let the flying murals be with us.
I'm Tian Fei,
Flying is us.
I am proud, I come from China!
Brief Children Love the Motherland Poetry Recitation Chapter 4
Ode to the Motherland
China, my motherland,
The giant of the world east.
you have
The majestic Great Wall and the Forbidden City,
The surging Yangtze River and Yellow River,
Mount Everest on the roof of the world,
The scenery of Guilin.
You have
China's world-renowned culture,
Inspired four great inventions around the world,
The world-famous Silk Road,
Unique treasure of traditional Chinese medicine.
You have
The coast of the East China Sea is choppy,
There are layers of forests in southern Xinjiang and islands.
The snow and ice in the north are boundless,
The pastoral voice of the grassland in the western regions.
Motherland, Motherland, I love you,
I want to sing a beautiful hymn for you,
I am willing to give you everything I have,
May you always stand in the east of the world!
Brief Children Love the Motherland Poetry Recitation Chapter 5
play the national anthem
Of all the carols,
This is the only song that makes you unable to relax.
Just like you saw your mother's blue eyes.
It's like hearing mom crying and moaning anxiously.
Of all the songs,
Only this song will make you remember and look forward to it.
This song takes lightning as its rhythm and thunderbolt as its passion.
Sing the vicissitudes of life, all the way.
This song is the roar of the Yellow River.
But the singing of the spinning wheel in front of the cave door
Magnificent as a towering mountain, straight into the sky.
Deep and plain land, full of spirituality.
Youyou suiyue
There is much wind and much rain.
When we study these years in depth.
How could you forget?
The history of loess underground cover is heavy
Brief children love the motherland poetry recitation 6
my motherland
you and I
After a long baptism
We can't miss the people's struggle and enthusiasm.
So, brew it for you.
Name-Motherland
Your face is a little yellow.
But you can't hide that you have suffered a lot.
Still full of enthusiasm
Shine the glory of the motherland
Touch the hollowing out of the motherland's history
Sometimes, I think
The weakest survival
It also contains an iron will.
Longing for life
Not because of fear of death.
Like a deep night
The truth of the dawn was born
Look at your face.
Majestic but kind.
The depth of 60 years has recorded my footprints for 20 years.
Looking back on the past
Cann't help stomping
Sigh, only sigh, time does not want to go back.
From then on, I never dared to be ignorant and arrogant.
Didn't serve you well
I didn't care about you in time.
So it needs to change.
There's nothing wrong with acting on conscience.
It will always be Doby, you-my motherland.
I really want to do something for you.
Because I always feel that I owe too much.
You seem to be a branch full of shade.
Cover me with a tired trek
Don't laugh. I'm crazy.
Young hearts are so unruly.
Don't find me disappointing.
Don't think I'm worthless.
Lose once today and play again tomorrow.
As long as there is a crystal heart.
And a desire that never dies
Who can prove it?
We can only be stars.
Never grow up in the sun
my motherland
Brief Children Love the Motherland Poetry Recitation Chapter VII