First, Qin Zuguo Song
Travel around Kyushu, North Ice City and South China Sea Bi Tao. Seeing the birth of Kunlun, the peak is high and the slope is steep; The Yellow River is clarified, and Lin Huanxiaomu. The flag of the ship is hunting, and the iron bones are clanking, enjoying peace and prosperity. This is a grand plan, built by the sons and daughters of China and Qi Li. The dragon will take off one day and lead the nations of the world. Casting Chinese soul and creating independently; Strong economy, stability and reliability. Harmonious society, youth and pride, justice and fairness. Program, true socialism, unique scenery!
Second, Nian Nujiao' Ode to the Red Flag'
Red sun burns blood and dips the flag to hunt. Its clank and iron bones converge, and the outstanding sons and daughters of China. Axe, sickle, knife, spear, overthrow the three mountains. China people stand, a brand-new world. The workers' and peasants' democratic regime, where the people are masters of their own affairs, is full of high spirits. The struggle between heaven and earth, building a socialist economy. Forerunners and ancestors, eagerly looking forward to, the nation will move forward. Red mountains and rivers, * * * guide the way forward.
Third, tune the title with water and praise the hero.
A brave heart serves justice, and a keen mind produces eloquence. China's great task of rejuvenating the country is engraved on its mind. Not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, eliminating disadvantages and rejuvenating the country, social transformation period. Hold the steering wheel and serve the people. Strengthen state-owned assets, promote democracy and implement the rule of law. United as one, * * * produces party member first. Hold high the banner of Marxism-Leninism and develop nationalism. Ancestors should surprise the world safely and happily.
Four. Ode to the Bodhisattva People
Workers, peasants, soldiers and businessmen are all masters of China. The nation prospers the great cause and the people prosper. The state-owned economy is strong, the people are guaranteed, the country is forever solid, and Yao and Shun are all over the streets.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) picking mulberry seeds and roads
I found a new road, I was disappointed, I was disappointed, I didn't see a smooth turning road. On the side of the sunken ship, Qian Fan passed by and saw the spring scenery again, which broke the flag.
Sixth, break home.
A thousand miles a day, speak slowly, tear down the banner and go forward. A bend in shallow water rushed forward and the hull was damaged countless times. The most hurtful thing is depth. The great ship loves the depth of the sea, and the shallow bend can accommodate it? Blue waves come from across the waves, and whistles blow to lonely people. Everyone praised in unison! =-I was born */Answer adoption rate: 1 1.7% 20091October -09- 13.
Motherland! This poetic name
It permeates your every season.
That's a white dove under the blue sky.
Wake up on the first morning in October.
Ah! Motherland, I have loved you for too long. ...
October! my motherland
Please give me a flashlight.
I follow in your footsteps.
Let every dream flow with sweetness.
Let all sounds be covered with golden notes.
The day I approached you-
Please fill the sky with rosy clouds for me.
I want to inject eternal vitality into your growing troubles.
The first October is always full of echoes, like tears falling from flowers.
* * * The voice of America walks through your heart.
Extend to the most passionate melody
In my heart, you are more than just a green island to rest on.
You are my red cloud, rising with the beat.
Whether it's mountains, valleys, fields, trails or the sea.
Numerous failures and successes have enriched October.
Ah! homeland ...
Who is wearing the crown of October?
The first morning in October is in front of Tiananmen Square.
I feel the aftertaste of sweet-scented osmanthus and the sound of bumper harvest drums.
I recall the historical sound carved on white marble.
My mind has changed.
Flying clouds
vast territory of the motherland
How can I not cultivate my good character and integrity? !
The rising October has been contested in Qian Fan.
And my singing, my motherland.
Become a flock of flying white doves
Full of vibration
shake ...
Motherland, my dear motherland.
I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.
Old songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.
I am a miner's lamp with your forehead blackened.
When you grope in the tunnel of history.
I am a withered ear of rice; This is a roadbed that is in disrepair.
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Pull it into your shoulder
-the motherland!
I am very poor.
I am sad
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope.
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years
-Motherland
I am your brand-new ideal.
Just broke free from the mythical spider web.
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow.
I am your tearful smile.
I am the newly painted white starting line.
This is crimson dawn.
Spraying
-Motherland
I am one billionth of you.
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters.
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me.
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom.
-Motherland
my dear motherland
my motherland