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Recite the first poem of patriotism: "I have a strong motherland"

That's a familiar face,

This is the kindest smiling face I have ever seen since I lost my loved one.

Tears glistened in its eyes,

Words are full of power.

At that moment,

I think I have a strong motherland.

It was a strange face,

Is the bravest person I have ever seen buried under the rubble,

It pried open the ruins,

Removed the boulder.

At that moment,

I think I have a strong motherland.

That's a beautiful face,

This is the face of an angel I saw in my hospital bed.

It bandaged my wound,

Attention drove away my fears.

At that moment,

I think I have a strong motherland.

That's a kind face,

It is the calmest face I have ever seen before I ran out of the classroom.

This is for its own students,

Achieved their own eternity.

At that moment,

I think I have a strong motherland.

That's a young face,

This is the most anxious face I have ever seen in a long line.

It's for the wounded in the disaster area,

Gave his blood.

At that moment,

I think I have a strong motherland.

This is a busy face,

Is the most tired face I have ever seen on the front line of disaster relief,

His eyes are bloodshot,

Too late to take care of my family.

At that moment,

I think I have a strong motherland.

That's the cutest face in the world,

That's the faces of men and women I've never seen since the earthquake in my hometown.

Far overseas,

Warm eyes fell on me.

At that moment,

I think I have a strong motherland.

The earth moves, the sky does not collapse,

Great love comes from great disasters.

At that moment,

I think I have a strong motherland.

Poetry Reading Patriotism Part II: Dedicated to 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

Reciting patriotic poems Part III: young chinese

With boundless night as ink

Use the scarred land as paper.

After the opium war

who is it?

Write down two words-China.

It makes people feel depressed and tired.

It is more painful to read and more sad to read.

This has shrunk in the history books of the late Qing Dynasty.

Thin porcelain.

The one kneeling in the treaty of nanking.

Weak China.

On that day, countless young people

Take to the streets.

Face the drop of blood

Facing the bleak life

Their shouts were like thunder.

Stir this sleeping land

They are like bundles of flames.

Spread on a tortuous road

Beautiful flowers bloom in May.

Since then, they have joined the ranks of * * * producers.

They chose without hesitation.

Smash the darkness with a hammer

Harvest the light with a sickle

They walked along the street.

They crossed the Xiongguan Pass.

They galloped on the battlefield.

They fought bravely against the enemy.

They are going to use the gun rod as a pen.

Write a brand-new China.

They should take blood as their color.

Describe a young China.

Many years later.

When my eyes crossed the peak of history

I can still feel their breathing.

I saw it again.

I saw it again.

Youth groups

That sweaty face

I heard it again.

Their loud songs.

Reverberating on the barren land

They use their youth without regrets.

In the long years

Write a love poem

Yes, years are long and life is long.

This is a passionate poem.

This is a landscape full of flowers.

This is a magnificent symphony.

This is the monument of Top Gun.

Oh, China, I want to write a poem for you.

In the golden language of the sun

The vast blue of the heart sea

Oh, China, I want to draw a picture for you.

With the color of spring flowers

Under the five-star red flag

Today, the capital China.

It makes people read clearly and smoothly.

Today, a soaring China.

It makes people read more vividly and proudly.

This is breaking out in the east of the world.

China of Hope

This is under the leadership of the China * * * production party.

Brilliant China

This is ours.

Young chinese!