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! Niannujiao red flag song Red Sun burns blood, soaks there and hunts with a standard. 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, the water tunes the song, the hero sings the iron shoulder and shoulders the morality, and the article is written skillfully. 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, develop nationalism and raise the red flag. Ancestors should surprise the world safely and happily.
Fourthly, Bodhisattva Manmin praised the workers, peasants, soldiers, officers and businessmen, all of whom were 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. Five, picking mulberry seeds, the road is the only one, going the wrong way, going the wrong way, going the wrong way, there is no smooth road to turn.
On the side of the sunken ship, Qian Fan passed by and saw the spring scenery again, which broke the flag. Six, get out of the queue, go home, travel a thousand miles is slow, pull down the banner and rush.
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:11.7% 2009-09-13 20: 23 Report on October of the motherland! This poetic name pervades your every season. It's the white dove who wakes up in the blue sky on the first morning in October! Motherland, I have loved you for too long ... October! My motherland, please give me a torch. I will follow your footsteps, let every dream flow with sweetness, and let all voices be covered with golden notes. Please spread the colorful clouds for me. I will inject eternal vitality into your cockroach. The first October is always like echoing tears. The sound of harmony passes through your heart and extends to the most passionate melody. In my heart, you are not only a green island where I can rest, but also a red cloud that makes me step on the beat. No matter the countless failures and successes of mountains, rivers, valleys, fields, trails and the sea, October is more fulfilling! Motherland ... for whom is the crown of October worn? On the first morning in October, in front of Tiananmen Square, I felt the aftertaste of osmanthus and the drums of harvest. I recall the historical sounds carved on white marble, and my thoughts have changed. How can the mountains and rivers in Wan Li not cultivate my beautiful character and integrity? ! The rising October competes with my singing in Qian Fan. My motherland has become a flock of high-flying white doves, vibrating and trembling ... "Motherland, my dear motherland" I am an old waterwheel on your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. I am a miner's lamp with black on your forehead. When you grope in the tunnel of history, I am a withered ear of rice; Is it the dilapidated roadbed or the barge on the muddy beach that pulls the rope deeply into your shoulder-the motherland! I am poor, I am sad, I am the painful hope of your ancestors, the flower that has not landed for thousands of years-motherland, I am your brand-new ideal, I just broke free from the spider web of myth, I am the germ of your snow-covered ancient lotus, I am your tearful smile nest, I am the newly painted white starting line, and the crimson dawn is spreading-motherland, I am your billion points. One is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters. You fed me lost, thoughtful and boiling with scarred breasts. Then get your richness, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood-motherland, my dear motherland, my motherland, my motherland, overlooking the historical storm and dusk with towering mountains and majestic peaks, letting clouds drift by.
The solid back has withstood the vicissitudes of hundreds of millions of years. My motherland, the river is rushing, the mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history, goes forward bravely, washes away the pollution of a hundred years, and the stormy waves hit the canyon, which has experienced many ups and downs of fate.
My motherland is vast in territory and abundant in natural resources, and the beautiful scenery breeds splendid traditional culture. The sun sets in the desert, the moonlight is drunk with lotus flowers, and there are still many splendid civilizations shining on the vast land. My motherland, with its industrious people, 56 caring nationalities, wonderful oriental charm and romantic humanistic customs, has many beautiful and moving legends that have been passed down through the ages.
This is my motherland, this is my beloved motherland. I love your long and splendid history, I love your flowers on every inch of land, I love your magnificent rivers and mountains, and I love the indomitable spirit of your people.
My motherland, my beloved motherland. You are a cock with your head held high-wake up the silence of dawn, you are a soaring dragon-the storm of the times, you are a magnificent lion-dancing the glory of China, and you are the origin of human wisdom-igniting the spark of civilization.
You have a sacred name, and that is China! That's China, my motherland. My beloved motherland.
I love my motherland deeply. My beating heart has been beating for five thousand years. I love my motherland deeply. The surging blood is surging with the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. I love my motherland deeply. My yellow skin is printed with the color left by my ancestors. I love my motherland deeply. My black eyes reveal a humble smile. I love my motherland deeply. My strong character is tall and straight. I love my motherland deeply. My motherland, lovely China, you have created a glorious history and raised a great nation.
I am proud of your long history. Thousands of years of strong winds can't break your tall and straight back. I am proud of your strength and resistance.
2. What are the poems praising the leaders? 1. I saw the temple of Bao Temple (Qing Dynasty) Hongyuan Temple during the Qianlong period, and sacrificed lambs and dolphins.
The word "minister" is a teacher through the ages, and a hundred battles are for a while. The Great Wall in Daoji is self-destructive, but Lin 'an is lucky to have a tree.
What does hometown cowpea hate? Hate is that the gold medal comes too early. 2. Yue Wumu's tomb in Qianlong (Qing Dynasty) read the history of Chang Si's loyalty and filial piety.
There is no need to hate without prison. Justice is more important than death. The autumn wind in Gigi Lai still remembers yesterday, and Gu Yue Town in Shimen is like life.
The night station is still anxious, and I hate it. I want to be angry with Yuhang. 3. Yue Wumu's second battle of Qianlong (Qing Dynasty) was lighter than the art of war, and Shaoxing also entrusted it with an important task.
Fuck you doesn't mean Zhang Jun's wealth, but Li Guang will get paid in the end. Why did the scholar knock on the horse's head, so he taught the famous scholar to drink fish intestines.
Up to now, people hate dismembering bodies and killing Yuhang tree forever. There is no reason why the fifteen sons of Qianlong (Jiaqing) were imprisoned into three words. It is shameful to be partial to Du Nan.
When you promise to finish your father's career, when will you end your hatred for each other? Chen Tang still has grievances and lawsuits, and Wu Xiang is still angry.
Frost and snow never wither, double citrus reticulata, palace hentai. 5. After the inscription of Taoxi Hall in Qianlong 11th (Yongyuan), I swear to know this heart and the world.
After the emperor ordered, he still wore cassock, and the prisoner went to Congci overnight. There is no such thing as life and death.
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3. The famous saying describing the leader is the light of the world and the star of mankind. -William Cooper, English poet
A leader, a mass, a country. -The famous sayings of the German head of state, leader of the Nazi Party and leader of Hitler.
Soldiers don't think, but leaders think for them. -Hitler, German head of state and leader of the Nazi Party.
In fast-growing enterprises, leaders should be more domineering. -Guo taiming, a famous entrepreneur in Taiwan Province.
What the world needs is a truly inspiring, courageous and outstanding leader. Lewis, British writer
As usual, everyone agreed that Xie Chuan was polite and indifferent, as if the expression of the leader had been welcomed by the people. -China modern writer and literary researcher Qian Zhongshu's famous words about leaders in Fortress Besieged.
Soldiers take the army as their home in their long-term career and replace patriotic enthusiasm with loyalty to great leaders. -German writer and historian Monson
4. Excerpts from Mao Zedong's poetry anthology:1February, 936, the spring snow in Qinyuan, the scenery in the north was frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow in Wan Li drifted.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
It must be sunny, wrapped in red makeup, especially enchanting. This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.
Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people. Recalling Qin 'e Loushanguan1February, 935, the west wind was blowing strongly, and the geese in the sky were called frost morning moon.
First frost morning, horseshoe broken, horn swallowed. Xiongguan road is as iron as iron, and now it is still one step away from the beginning.
From the beginning, Cangshan was like the sea and the sunset was like blood. Fisherman's pride and opposition to the first big encirclement and suppression 193 1 in the spring of last year, red frost fell from the sky, and the heavenly soldiers would be angry at Han Xiao.
Fog filled Longgang with darkness. They shouted in unison and caught Zhang Huizan in front. Twenty thousand troops re-entered Jiangxi, and the wind and smoke rolled for a long time.
Arouse millions of workers and peasants, work together and avoid red flags everywhere. Fisherman's Pride and Opposition to the Second Great Encirclement and Suppression 193 1 In the summer of, the clouds were about to stand on the top of Baiyun Mountain, and the people under Baiyun Mountain were in a hurry.
The gun was forced by Lin, and General Fei respected himself. The flood lasted for 15 days and 700 miles, with vast waters in Jiangxi and green mountains in Fujian.
Sweep the whole army like a bamboo. Someone is crying, why not do it step by step for the camp! /kloc-in the summer of 0/933, the Great Baidi Bodhisattva was red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. Who danced with the color?
After the rain, the sun went down again and the mountains were blue. When the fighting was urgent, the village wall was smashed by bullets.
Decorate this mountain, it looks better today. Yu Meiren Pillow 192 1 year, she piled up on the pillow and worried about it.
It is always difficult to know when the night is long. When I am lonely, I will sit up and count the cold stars. All the thoughts of dawn are exhausted, and there are still people left.
There is no reason why the waning moon should not shed tears. What's on your pillow? It's hard to know how long the sky is at night, but I still can't help putting on my clothes and sitting up in the cold. In the morning, all my thoughts were exhausted, and there was no trace of the moon flowing west. There is no reason to cry about it. Xijiangyue Jinggangshan 1928, the flag is in sight at the foot of Qiushan Mountain, and drums and horns are heard on the mountain.
The enemy besieged thousands of people and I stopped. Already very strict barriers, more United.
There was a lot of gunfire in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy had escaped at night. Poetry: The Seven Laws Long March 1935 10. In October, the Red Army was not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan only had leisure.
Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills. Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold in the iron bars.
I am glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile. 1April 29th, 949, I did not forget to have tea with Mr. Liu Yazi in eastern Guangdong, saying that it was a leaf from Yuzhou.
Thirty-one years after returning from my motherland, I read zhanghua when the flowers fell. Complaining too much can prevent heartbroken, and you should pay attention to it after a long history.
The water in Kunming, Mo Island is shallow, and watching fish is better than Fuchun River. 196 1 February, 2008, the five-foot gun was cool and heroic, and the morning light shone on the military field.
Chinese children are so curious, they don't like red clothes, and they love armed forces. Qifa Friends 196 1 year, Bai Yunfei on Jiuyi Mountain, Di Zi riding the wind.
A thousand tears are on bamboo, and a hundred thousand flowers are in Xia Hong. It snows in Dongting, and Long Island people sing poems.
I want to dream big and the Netherlands is full of sunshine. The Seven Methods and Comrade Guo Moruo 196 1 year1month17th, the earth was thundered, and a pile of thin bones appeared.
Monks are fools and demons are ghosts. The golden monkey's rise was a great success, and Yuyu clarified Wan Li.
Today, I cheer for Sun, just because the demon fog is coming again. Seven Laws Winter Clouds 19621On February 26th, the heavy snow made the winter clouds fly about, and the flowers dispersed in a short time.
The sky is high and the cold current is urgent, and the earth is slightly warm. Unique heroes drive tigers and leopards, no heroes are afraid of bears.
Even plum blossoms welcome snowflakes all over the sky. No wonder flies freeze to death down there.
5. Excerpts from several poems written by Mao Zedong: Spring Snow in Qinyuan Author: The scenery in northern Mao Zedong is frozen for thousands of miles, while the snow in Wan Li floats.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight! This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.
Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people. Qinyuanchun Changsha Author: Mao Zedong Independent Cold Autumn, Xiangjiang River North, Orange Island.
You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost fight for freedom.
Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs? I took a hundred couples on a trip to reminisce about the past years. Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.
Pointing out the maze, inspiring words, the dirt in Wan Huhou that year. Remember hitting the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the speedboat? 1in the spring of 927, the Yellow Crane Tower of Nine Bodhisattvas flowed to China, and a thick line ran across the north and south.
Misty and rainy, turtles and snakes lock the river. Yellow crane knows where to go, and tourists stay.
Soak the wine and a rising tide lifts all boats! In the autumn of 1928, Xijiangyue's Jinggangshan/KLOC-0, flags were in sight at the foot of the mountain, and drums and horns sounded at the top of the mountain. The enemy besieged thousands of people and I stopped.
Already very strict barriers, more United. There was a lot of gunfire in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy had escaped at night.
In the summer of 1954, heavy rain fell on the quiet swallows, and the white waves were sky-high. The fishing boats outside Qinhuangdao have disappeared, and there is no Wang Yang. Who do you know? In the past 1000 years, Wei Wu waved a whip and left Jieshi's legacy in the East. The bleak autumn wind is changing the world again today.
Qifa Friends 196 1 year, Bai Yunfei on Jiuyi Mountain, Di Zi riding the wind. A thousand tears came from Bambusa bambusa, and a hundred thousand clothes came from Xia Hong.
It snows in Dongting, and Long Island people sing poems. I want to dream big and the Netherlands is full of sunshine.
196 1 year1February's Yongmei —— Reading Lu You's "Yongmei Ci" sends spring home with wind and rain, and welcomes spring with snow. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
The Red Army is not afraid of expedition in Mao Zedong, and Qianshan is just idle. Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills.
Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold in the iron bars.