Poetry My Grandparents

"My Motherland"

My motherland,

The motherland that I deeply love. < /p>

You are a majestic lion ----- dancing the majestic wind of China,

You are the origin of human wisdom ----- igniting the spark of civilization.

You have a sacred name,

That is China!

That is China, my motherland.

The motherland that I deeply love.

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"My Motherland"

You are the Heaven The soaring dragon

The waves are rising

You are the spring rain falling from the sky

Converging into a vast river of love

How many times Thousands of years of cultural customs

have become the essence of our country

The flashing gold star on the national flag

is the twinkling of tears of the revolutionary predecessors

< p> The process of development and progress in various places

has left a mark on the land of China

The fertility of the land in my hometown

has nurtured the huge population A great country

A spaceship soaring in the universe

An exploration of the crystallization of countless wisdom

Looking at the national flag waving in space

Billions Human tears wet the eye sockets

This is my motherland

The clarion call for reform and opening up resounds in every corner

Thirty years of joint efforts

Building a powerful country that dominates the world is widely recognized

This is my motherland

It has the pulse of unity of people of all ethnic groups

The baptism of disasters again and again

shaped the soul of the nation that we hold tightly

This is my motherland

The blood flows into her heart

The auspicious clouds floating around the world

A blazing sacred fire emerged

This is my motherland

Let our new generation of young people dedicate themselves< /p>

Carrying heavy responsibilities on our shoulders

Singing loudly and loudly throughout the sky

This is my motherland

I love her Her love has been deeply ingrained into my bones

I am willing to dedicate everything to her

Ah! The motherland I love deeply

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"Blessings for You, My Motherland" < /p>

My motherland,

Have you ever remembered,

Sixty years ago, in the midst of the storm and riddled with holes,

You Standing up shakily.

Tell the world with a sonorous and powerful voice:

I stood up!

My motherland,

In the past sixty years,

You have gone through many vicissitudes but you have never lost your pride!

The flood is ruthless, it has ravaged you,

The epidemic is stubborn, it has entangled you,

The wind and sand are harsh, it has beaten you,

< p>Snowstorms are indifferent, they have frozen you,

Earthquakes are violent, they have devastated you,

In the past years,

Crisis is always eyeing you.

Hold your head high, you can handle everything!

My motherland,

You are the cactus in the desert,

Absorb nutrients, strive for sunshine,

Defeat drought, overcome poverty ,

Go through hardships but persevere,

Rooted in the earth and live forever,

Use your thin body,

Protect Peace in all directions.

My motherland,

Through hardships and hardships, you have succeeded,

Recalling the past,

The glorious years!

Reform and opening up has opened up your future,

You have come and moved forward in stride,

Self-reliance and self-improvement,

From Food and clothing have led to a well-off society.

You have shown the world the splendor of Asia's glory.

You have shown the charm of China to people of all countries!

My motherland,

Sixty years of hard work,

The Auspicious Cloud Torch has fulfilled your century-old Olympic dream,

The world is paying attention to you , the people embrace you!

My motherland,

You are my pride and I cheer for you.

My motherland,

Looking to the future,

The road ahead is still difficult and dangerous,

However, glory and dreams,

Forever burning in our hearts!

Pray deeply for you, my motherland,

Wish you good luck all the way

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《I love my motherland from the bottom of my heart! 》

One

In the early morning, standing under the tall stone monument

The calm pines and cypresses have a strong character

I, a The unknown poet

Written this set of poems in the breeze

This is a set of affectionate poems

Written to the martyrs and the bright five-star red flag< /p>

Written to my motherland

When I came to the general’s tomb

I stood on the battlefield filled with smoke

I saw Lou Liang Amidst the sound of charging horns

The brave soldiers fell in the face of artillery fire

I saw bright red blood flowing

I felt a power galloping through me inside and outside the body

Sitting down, I have tears in my eyes

Sitting on this slope in the middle of the war

Looking up at the blue sky

My soul is in a cloud

Hearing an enduring passion

That is a powerful and profound song

Blowing in the wind, a song

This opened up my complex

I often walk here

Watching the pines and cypresses standing solemnly into a solemn poem Row

On the red soil, green plants grow

Similarly, the most true memories also grow

In that inspiring song

My dream is still galloping on the battlefield

It is still hard to forget: "For New China, move forward!"

Two

The wind of spring It’s still a bit cold

But who would miss the season of showing off their lives

From cities to villages, every new species and life

has a primitive The reality is to keep a smile

I saw some earth-shattering things

Walking out of the cracks in the rock

I saw grass inside the body The blood is rising

Today, looking back on the past

I stand on the mountain of history

See the roaring rivers and the angry nation

< p>I saw an unyielding soul burning with unyielding fire

Yes, we never compromise with fate

We came from the dust and passed through the smoke of gunpowder< /p>

History has long written us as a book of deep blood

My motherland, I woke up from the morning like this

I am not moved by emotion or a drop of tear

< p>I pour out my blood

Just to protect your dignity with my bleeding heart

To make your spirit and body complete and unified

Just to write a poem and plant a tree on a barren hillside

At this moment, I raised my head high

In the motherland In front of me, I feel

My weakness has become strong

I, the flowers and any bird

can linger in the river of life

Or be buried at the forefront of national peril

Indeed, we have no room for hesitation

March

Innocent May and warm June No boundaries

I picked up a glass of bright red liquid

Welcome the bright moonlight and the noisy sun

The music sounded and the songs of the celebration were dancing

Amidst the rising and falling echoes, there is a green hand rising

Clear waves ripple in the sky, gathering passion

My motherland! A shout boiled from the goblet

At this moment, I don’t want to call the motherland “Mother”

Because in front of the motherland, I am really too small and too humble

I am just an unknown poet, like a child in the countryside

I am often awakened by some buds in spring.

They greened every growth story in my heart

So I learned to crawl, run, think and mature

I learned to behave like a river, With tears and laughter in my eyes

So, I walked through the mountains and rivers of my motherland

Your majestic mountains and rushing rivers

The vast fields, the boundless The grassland of the motherland

My country child

has touched your strong and resolute bones

and has quietly entered your life

Until your profound bloodline

Then, I began to regard myself as a seed

Planted on the soil of the motherland with water, poetry and life

Then, I declare to the boundless sky with the purest voice

I am just a grass of the motherland, or

A red sorghum that has matured in autumn

My motherland, if possible

I would also like to be an unknown poet

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Keep tapping with my stiff fingers

Those poems that have been sleeping for thousands of years

And the simplest heart in poetry

I feel your spirit with the posture of looking up

And your noble soul

The moist morning breeze blows on my face

I feel you falling as light as a flower

My beloved motherland!

It is you who make a soul express strength in pain

Facing the sun in the morning and facing the ocean in loneliness

It is you who bring me into time and space. In the cycle of years

Let my heart flow through the silence and fly high

I love you deeply! My motherland

I would rather be a smart bird

Shuttle between ancient riverbeds and modern fields

Shuttle between lines of poetry from the blood

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This is a bird of thought, a bird of reverie

With loyalty and unrepentant love for you

To spread your open-mindedness , The magnificence of great love

Why do I always have tears in my eyes?

Because I love my motherland from the bottom of my heart!

Because I love this land deeply!

I love the sunset, pastoral songs, bonfires, wheat fields, sheep

and horses grazing freely

Standing under the burning sky, My thoughts

My most passionate tears blend with the boiling of my blood!

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"I love my motherland"

I love My motherland

Love her surging Yellow River and Yangtze River

as well as the abundant "Beidacang" and "Land of Fish and Rice"

Nurturing our growth

I love my motherland

Love her majestic mountains and rivers,

Capture happiness for our curious eyes

I love my motherland

I love her fertile "Land of Abundance"

and the "Treasure Island" located in the southeast corner

Making this land more fertile

I love my motherland

Love her Oriental Pearl Tower at night

And the faint fragrance of rice in the countryside

Intertwined with the diversified development of the motherland Achievements

I love my motherland

Love her outline of the roof of the world

and the majesty of Mount Everest

Converging into the sons and daughters of the Chinese nation Pride and joy!

I love my motherland

I love her, the crystallization of the wisdom of the Chinese people

——The Great Wall

Standing in China On the territory of the nation

Like an active elf

I love my motherland

Love the joy of the working people’s harvest

And them Deep wrinkles on their faces

They are the cutest people in the world!

I love my motherland

The soldiers who love the people are not afraid of hardships and dangers

Move forward bravely in the face of disasters

They are worthy of being the descendants of the dragon!