Help find a poem praising the motherland and seek to be close to the Yangtze River.

I found some songs for you, both modern and ancient. Choose for yourself and see if there is a suitable one.

1. Ice and snow on Tanggula Mountain

The backbone of the roof of the world

My old mother.

You come from ancient times.

How many generous elegies have been soaked

Such as surging passion

In your gentle, thick, curved arms

Like a newborn baby.

Yangtze river

I am your faithful son.

Live by water

Your desolate eyes

Sweep my desolate forehead

When drinking water

Is the essence of your splendid culture.

Gave birth to my poetry wave.

Yangtze river

In your waves

I am just a drop of water in your breath.

It's the sword that splits endless obstacles.

It is the soul that makes a magnificent soul.

It is love that condenses a torrent.

Yangtze river

On your chest

I'm just dust in your invasion.

Stand the test in the fierce struggle

I will always be silent gold.

Precipitated in your calm and soft waves

Walking in the moonlight by the river.

Yangtze river

A huge eastward flow

You will never stop pursuing.

Bypass rocks, shoals and mountains

Moisten a thousand miles of wilderness

Is the source of the vast sea.

All rivers run into the sea.

No one can stop you.

Yearning for the vastness of the sea

2. Two Yellow River songs

Don du fu

The Haixi Army on the north bank of the Yellow River, gongs and drums ring all over the world.

There are countless iron horses, and the conference semifinals are crowded with high noses.

The west bank of the Yellow River is my country, Shu, and I have to support my family without millet.

I would like to wear a man to the king, mix a car full of books and abandon gold and jade.

3. Yangtze River:

Express one's feelings in the form of poetry

Ruan Ji in Wei and Jin Dynasties

Zhanzhan Yangtze River, maple trees everywhere.

Gaolan was taken by the road, and Qing Li died.

Looking at the sadness in the distance, spring feels my heart.

There are many literati in the Three Chu Dynasties.

Zhu Huazhen is fragrant, but high talents chase after her.

One is the plaintive yellowbird, who can not cry?

If you want to go to Xiaxia, please send it here first.

Tang Bai Juyi

Chaolai also got a letter from Dongchuan, asking for Zizhou, which was sent in early spring.

Jiujiang's books and newspapers are delighted to hear it, but they are worried about crossing the Three Gorges.

Xiaoxiang foggy rice, pre-earthquake wave anchor boat.

I want to send two lines of tears to welcome you, but the Yangtze River refuses to flow west.

King Qing

Tang Cui Qing Ji

In August, the winds along the Yangtze River in Wan Li and Qian Fan are very light.

No matter what the weather is like, the south of Dongting is Yueyang City.

Put the fish

Tang Dougong

Money redeems knife marks, and birds and fish appreciate it.

So you can travel all the way to the Yangtze River, and you don't have to go to Longmen.

Baishadu

Don du fu

If you are afraid of the road, follow the Yangtze River, and the ferry will go offshore. The ship is on board, and it's awkward to enter the cloud.

Outside the cold wilderness, in the center of the sunset. My Ma Si hissed north, and the apes scolded each other.

The water is clear and the stone is clear, and the sand white beach is long. It is very sad to be washed away. It will be emptied when you are sick.

The higher the wall, the more chaotic Hong Tao is. Looking back at the breeze alone, three sighs.

Climb the peak

Don du fu

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Intermittent rain in Mao Mao (middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River)

Don du fu

Nanjing xipu Road, Huangmei matured in April. Zhan Zhan arrived at the Yangtze River, and the drizzle came.

Hair is sparse and easy to wet, and clouds are dense and difficult to open. Unexpectedly, Longxi, vortex shore home.

cross the Yangtze River

Tanghuangtao

I used to search the scene and fear the gods. There should be experts underground.

If we compare the Yangtze River to cattails, Li Sao is not harmonious with the spirit.

Send Liu Bayuan to Jiangxi

Tang huangfuran

The road is endless, and there are nine schools in the Yangtze River. Pedestrians follow geese, and Chu trees enter Xiangyun.

He Bei Xun has served in the south for a long time. There is no centrifugal problem, and it snows one after another at the end of the year.

the Yangtze River

Tangjiadao

When it comes to peace of mind, the department is empty. Return to the official to seal the night key, and walk the snake into the ancient pass.

After frequent rainfall in the Yangtze River, the bright moon is in the sky. If people are moved, Xixi will be associated with Tong Tong.

say goodbye to

Tang Libai

Look for the five streams in Yangyang and go straight into Wushan downstream.

The scenic spot originated in * * *, and you claim that Nanzhong is beautiful.

Farewell in August and autumn, rustling reeds will make you feel better.

Yun Fan doesn't meet in the distance, and the Yangtze River floats by at dusk.

Say goodbye to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou

Tang Libai

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.

Sailing alone in the blue mountains, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.

Ford sent Jia Dao to the Yangtze River.

Tanglidong

Knock on the donkey and sing the snow moon, and go abroad to the west gate. Walking in the shadow of the Yangtze River, I am deeply worried that my soul will be submerged.

I am carrying the bamboo temple, and the Qin Temple is in Huacun. I went to pick up pine nuts when I was hungry, but I knew Jia Fusun.

Huashan Mountain in Poetry

Gu Fengqi Yi San

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai Style: Five Dynasties Ancient

Zheng Kexi entered the customs, but his trip failed.

White horse Huashan jun, meet in the plain.

The Red Army, a legacy of Biyi, will be the death of Zulong next year.

Qin people said, I can go.

Go to the Peach Blossom Spring, a thousand springs are separated by flowing water.

Huashan Tiwangmu Temple

Year: Tang Author: Li Shangyin Genre: Four Musts

Lotus peak locks carved beams, * * * grows to Yaochi.

So that Ma Gu can go to the East China Sea and persuade her to plant bamboo instead of mulberry.

Build a new pavilion for your brother and nephew to see.

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

The platform is several feet high and there are many knots on it.

Things are sparse, and the north and south are open.

Reed curtains are rolled back and forth, and bamboo poles are applied.

Cool white stone pillow, cool yellow cabinet clothes.

Sitting in the wind, summer is like autumn.

Liv is quite interesting and I don't know how tired he is.

The east window faces Huashan Mountain, and the three peaks are uneven.

South eaves when weishui, lying see Yun Fan fly.

Pick up branches and fruits and bend sunflowers at the border.

Enough to satisfy hunger and thirst, why bother to get fat.

There are good groups to follow, and they will follow every day.

6. Autumn wind blowing gently! Blow, blow!

I want to praise the flowers of my motherland.

I want to praise my flowery motherland!

Please blow my words into a bunch of flowers,

Yellow in gold, white in jade, green in spring, purple in autumn,

... and blow everything away,

Blow colorful, filled the sky, spread all over the earth!

★ Poem 2 praising the motherland ★:

Motherland, my dear motherland.

I/am your brand-new ideal,

Just broke free from the spider web of myth;

I/am the germ of your snow quilt/ancient lotus;

I/am the whirlpool of your tears/laughter;

I am a new/snow-white starting line;

Yes/crimson dawn

Be/spray;

-the motherland!

I'm one billionth of you,

Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;

You/with scarred breasts

raise

Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;

Then/from my flesh and blood

get

Your richness, your glory, your freedom;

-the motherland,

My dear/motherland!

★ Poems praising the motherland 3 ★:

my motherland

Mountains and rivers crossed by the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

China is brilliant everywhere.

Brilliant journey

Like a golden lamp

The lights lit up the sailing sails.

my motherland

You use your intelligent soul

Lead the public.

Open up a broad road.

Let the motherland be as beautiful as flowers.

Describe the magnificence of the East.

my motherland

A motherland as beautiful as a flower

From your soul

From your blueprint

Reading the burning soul

The hardships of opening up a brilliant tomorrow

my motherland

From the border to the coast

Have your charming beauty.

I have a simple feeling.

Send all your feelings to a distant place.

May the motherland be more prosperous and strong.

my motherland

Yellow River, Yangtze River, Great Wall

Cast ancient rivers and mountains.

Reform, opening up and development

Light up the world's vision

I am proud of the glory of my motherland.

my motherland

Dawn sun

Hold a firm belief

Surge of fighting spirit

Become eternal persistence

Create a better tomorrow

Great motherland

The cradle of oriental civilization

Like a Mercedes-Benz train.

Facing the dawn of the century

Keep burning faith

Run towards a more brilliant future

★ Poetry praising the motherland 4 ★:

Ode to the Motherland

Time carries the footsteps of history.

The earth has accumulated the essence of civilization.

I walked at the beginning of the century.

Think of the motherland, full of passion

Motherland-here

I play a song for you.

Motherland, motherland-

You are the accumulation of a thousand years of history.

The confluence of civilizations.

You are the waterfall in Hukou of the Yellow River.

Snow covers the Tianshan Mountains.

You are dignified and profound.

Broad and broad

The surging river is your breath.

The boiling ocean is your blood.

You are the theme of the world.

Is everything in my life.

Motherland, motherland-

You are the cry of Tiananmen Gate.

The flaming flame of socialism

You are the horn of the people's revolution.

Sailing through the wind and waves

You are strong and confident.

Progress and avantgarde

The grand blueprint of socialism activates your wisdom.

The steaming rising sun in the east, generate, your vitality.

You are the creator of the world.

Socialist practitioner

Motherland, motherland-

You are the spring breeze along the South China Sea coast.

A touch of sunrise in Luohu village

You are the railroad track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

A Group of Derricks in Tarim Oilfield

You are far-sighted.

The boldness of execution stems from superb skills.

The great changes in the small fishing village prove your courage.

People's smiles are about your greatness

Motherland-

You created life.

Change the world

Motherland, motherland-

You are the flag of world peace.

Messenger of human civilization and progress

You are a soldier who defends the truth

A mother raising a child.

You are honest and caring.

Strong and kind

People all over the world admire your mind.

China children appreciate your maternal love.

Motherland-

You soothed the human suffering in the war.

Brought the dawn of peace

Motherland, motherland-

You have traveled through a thousand years of history and the world civilization.

You have always known that you are determined to live for Intel forever.

You are kind and caring, defending green peace.

We are proud to be your children.

We are proud of having such a motherland.

Motherland-

We are United with you.

We support you to move forward.

Your children firmly believe this.

The motherland's tomorrow will be better.

The world will have a better tomorrow.

The future of mankind is better.

★ Poems praising the motherland 5 ★:

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 beautiful 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

Trembling ... modern poetry & gt breezy autumn wind! Blow, blow!

I want to praise the flowers of my motherland.

I want to praise my flowery motherland!

Please blow my words into a bunch of flowers,

Yellow in gold, white in jade, green in spring, purple in autumn,

... and blow everything away,

Blow colorful, filled the sky, spread all over the earth!