Ai Qing's I Love This Land
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...
And then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...
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Appreciate:
By describing that he lives in this land of the motherland, the author has more pain than joy, and there are too many "sorrows" and "angry winds blowing endlessly" in his heart.
However, this is the motherland where he was born and raised. Even if he dies for her, he won't leave this land-even feathers will rot on the land after death. It expresses the author's greatest and deepest unforgettable and indelible patriotic feelings.