I wonder what modern poems euphemistically express patriotism.

Homesickness Yu Guangzhong was a child/Homesickness is a small stamp/I am here/my mother grew up there/Homesickness is a narrow boat ticket/I am here/my bride is there/Homesickness is a short grave/I am outside/my mother is inside now/Homesickness is a shallow strait/I am here/the mainland is there 1. Du Fu's sad state of spring can't help but burst into tears, and the birds are amazing, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins. "2. Li Qingzhao's summer quatrains:" Life is a hero, and death is a ghost. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. "3. Fan Chengda's" State Bridge ":"The north and south of the State Bridge are Tianjie, and the old people wait to ride home year after year. When will the Sixth Army really come? "4. Lin Sheng Lin 'an Mansion Title:" When will the West Lake dance stop? " . Warm winds make tourists drunk and Hangzhou a continent. "5. Lu You's" Shizi ":"When you die, everything is empty, and you are sad to see Kyushu. Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family did not forget to tell Nai Weng about it. "6. Lu You's" Feeling Dawn at the Fence to Meet the Cold Autumn Night ":"There are three people in the east of Wan Li, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers. The tears of the adherents have fallen into the dust, and they are looking forward to another year in Julian Waghann. "7. Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Ocean:" Once you encounter hard work, there are few stars around you. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a glowing heart. "8. Yu Qian's Ode to Lime:" A thousand hammers cut out a deep mountain, and if the fire burns idle. I'm not afraid of being smashed. I want to remain innocent in the world. "9. Gong Zizhen's" Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems "(the fifth song):" The mighty sorrow of the sun is slanting, and the whip refers to the end of the world. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. "Qinyuan Spring National Day Wan Li has a clear sky, magnificent mountains and rivers and red flags flying. Look at Kyushu Fiona Fang and celebrate the world; Rivers sing, fragrant everywhere. Social stability, people's happiness, a new chapter in the spectrum of reform and opening up Like the dragon of the world, New China stands tall in the East. Today's glory depends on the direction of the party, government and national policies. Looking back on the eventful years, life is ruined; There are many difficulties for the people, but the night is endless. Bullets, risk one's life for a new red sun. Cherish it and let the rivers and mountains go red forever. My motherland, my motherland, the mountains are towering, and the towering peaks look down on the storm of history, and the twilight is boundless, allowing clouds and smoke to 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 I have spent years at home and abroad. I am proud of your light, the Chinese nation has firmly grasped its own destiny, I am proud of your spirit, and the reform and opening up are magnificent. Lovely motherland, wherever I go, I will hold your arm, and wherever I live, you will warm my heart. Lovely motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century, and you have created miracles that shocked the world with speed and strength. You have achieved another more brilliant development with diligence and wisdom! Motherland, motherland, you will always be full of hope, motherland, motherland, you will always be full of vitality! You can provide some materials to find your own poems: He Qifang's Our Greatest Festival, Ai Qing's Ode to Light, Shu Ting's Motherland My Dear Motherland, Monument to Heroes, Weiyang's Motherland I Come Back, Tian's I Love My Motherland, Wei's You, and the clearest drop in the waves. I miss beijing beijing's walled countryside. I will always belong to you. Wang looks up to the national emblem, Zhao Defu, and tells the motherland, my motherland, that I am proud to be a towering Chinese watch for you, so that my tall and straight body will be covered with dawn and the majestic square will welcome the rising sun. In the ear of history, the rumble and overwhelming echo of salute came, which is the echo of the vicissitudes of China. A giant looked down at the world, and the whole world heard its loud voice. The people of China and the country were founded! When the first five-star red flag, Ran Ran, was raised, the flag of victory fluttered in the wind and the people raised their heads. The whole world saw that the people of China stood up from now on! This period of history reflects the grandeur, and the sunshine in October is painted to the fullest. This momentum is impassioned and a monument stands in the east of the world. Glorious times, with vigorous hands, wrote a glorious chapter of the new China, and the people proudly pointed out the country. The suffering mother wiped away the tears in the corner of her eyes, revealing her inner joy and heartfelt joy, and the motherland bravely moved toward prosperity and strength. Eulogize our history, with the myth of Pangu's creation, and produce the shining light of life. Eulogize our history and spread it on this barren land with the brilliance of the four great inventions. Eulogize our history, with the enlightenment of Laozi and Confucius, and the flame of thousands of years of civilization illuminates us. Eulogize our history, silk porcelain has crossed the ocean, and everyone knows that it comes from our hometown. Praise our history. In that piece of wolf smoke, a vast terracotta army lineup appeared. Praise our magnificent history and the power of the Great Wall of Wan Li. ..... eulogize our history, thousands of years of ancient land, leaving many tragic stories. The century-old shame hat of the sick man of East Asia was finally thrown into the Pacific Ocean by us, and we realized our dream of reorganizing rivers and mountains. Fifty-four spring and autumn, the splendid land is full of high spirits. In the 54th Spring and Autumn Period, the landscape is picturesque and poetic. Fifty-four spring and autumn, the roaring iron cow combed the sound of the field and turned out the joy and singing of harvest. In the 54th Spring and Autumn Period, the steel backbone was arched in the oil-poor land, and the oil derrick stood in the sand sea. In the fifty-fourth spring and autumn period, the rainbow crossed the Yangtze River, and the majestic Three Gorges Dam was locked for thousands of miles. In the spring and autumn of May 4th, "two bombs" red clouds pierced the sky, and satellites traveled in space. In the fifty-fourth spring and autumn period, the people's army was mighty and magnificent, defending the iron wall of the motherland. In the 54th Spring and Autumn Period, the people harnessed the spring breeze of reform and realized the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. ..... across our future, in this sacred land, Bo exudes the power to shake the world, and glory and pride glow with a brilliant face. Motherland, I am proud of you. The splendid culture of the Chinese nation has merged into the long river of history and will reverberate in my chest forever. Motherland, I am proud of you. In that wonderful and magical land, the hope of soaring has sprouted again, and the giant pen of history will paint your glory in the new century.