In study, work or life, people often come into contact with poetry, which has a clear and orderly rhythm and beautiful rhyme. What poems have you read? The following is a collection of red classic poems (Wanneng 1 1), which I hope will help you.
Read red classic poems 1
1. Motherland, my dear motherland
I am an old waterwheel worn by your river,
Tired songs that have been spun for hundreds of years;
I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead,
Do what you do in the tunnel of history;
I am the withered ear of rice, the disrepair roadbed;
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Stuff it on your shoulder,
-the motherland!
I'm poor,
I am sad.
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope,
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years,
-the motherland!
I am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the spider web of myth;
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow;
I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging;
I am the newly painted white starting line;
This is crimson dawn.
Spraying
-the motherland!
I'm one billionth of you,
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom;
-the motherland,
My dear motherland!
2. long live the motherland
Long live the motherland! Like a bell ringing in the sky.
Every note is a thrilling spring thunder.
Long live the motherland! The loudest compliment
Let me cry.
Long live the motherland! Chorus for five thousand years.
As vivid and magnificent as the wind blowing the wheat waves
Visit the grassland and watch the eagle and goose parade.
Walk into the mountains and watch the scenery in the seasonal cycle in the wind and bird songs.
The flag of the new century rises in Ran Ran.
Let me cheer and revel in the towering buildings.
Look at Wan.
There are infinitely beautiful scenery.
Long live the motherland! Standing tall is the green hill.
It's the green water that refuses to take a firm side.
The immortality of the mountain has shaped the magnificent scenery of 5000 years.
The water has lost its prestige for 5,000 years.
In the fireworks of the festival
I am the bud of burning and explosion.
Long live the motherland! long distance call
Wonderful compliment
In the ranks of people
I am a wheat on the national emblem.
On the flowers and green trees of the motherland
I'm a flight planner.
Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland!
How many dynasties have you experienced?
A generation of tianjiao is gone.
God's palace collapsed.
Only the Great Wall of Wan Li will never die.
Long live the motherland! A hymn of my life
The light in my blood
In my life,
Everything outside can be given up.
The only thing I can't give up
3. When the bright sun jumps out of the blue waves of the East China Sea,
The Pamirs are still full of stars.
When the northland was still a world wrapped in silver,
Southern Xinjiang has long been permeated with rich spring scenery.
Ah, we love you, China!
We love the beautiful scenery of Guilin,
The makeup of the West Lake in Hangzhou has faded.
Huangshan Mountain and Lushan Mountain are shrouded in mist.
The magnificence of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.
We like the smell of Longjing tea.
The mellow beauty of Moutai,
Jiangnan silk is bright and beautiful,
Exquisite craftsmanship of Jingdezhen ceramics.
We love you, the moonlight in front of the Dai bamboo building is like water,
The towering Potala Palace on the roof of the world,
Grapes in Turpan, melons in Hami,
Sheep on the grassland, camels on the Gobi desert.
We love the ancient songs played by your bells in the Warring States period.
New songs written by reform and opening up,
The surging spring tide in Wan Li, China,
The fire of hope lit by the motherland.
We love the history of your struggle,
Fruit watered by sweat.
Magnificent pine trees and noble plum blossoms,
Broad-minded and great spirit.
We are proud, we are proud,
We work hard, we explore,
You are a strong man in the forest of nations in the world.
We love you, China! The world of gold
The magnificent moon with 3000 years of culture,
Radiate the season that thousands of people yearn for,
Autumn,
The golden world,
Brew a bumper harvest of wine;
Cheers and shouts,
Describe the glory of tomorrow,
Gathered on a round cake,
Romance symbolizes the happiness of harvest;
Recall the past:
How many literati,
Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, lamenting the worries of home and country,
Look at now:
Our colleagues have broader ideas,
Intoxicated;
We review:
Recalling the spring rain sown together,
Recalling Dai Yue's hardships,
Recall the high wind of unity and enterprising;
We imagine:
Imagine the great cause that is erupting,
Imagine you are chasing my colorful clouds.
Imagine your brilliant red sun;
Jin Qiuyue:
We will love you forever.
4. Poetry recitation "China Shi Sheng"
30 years of struggle, 30 years of no return.
China Shi Sheng tells you a surprise of the earth.
China Shi Sheng tells you an oriental miracle.
I want to invite you to walk in the rainbow.
That's the Qinghai-Tibet Railway that crosses the roof of the world.
That's the smell of west-east gas transmission to the sky.
That's the blue runway connecting Hangzhou Bay Bridge and the Pacific Ocean.
This is the majestic rise of the Three Gorges Dam.
That is a romantic poem written by the South-to-North Water Transfer Project.
I want to invite you to visit the new countryside.
The land there is turning the new green of the times.
The fields like songs are singing new songs about agriculture, countryside and farmers.
Reading Red Classic Poems II
National day ode
Motherland,
You have experienced an extraordinary 55 years, just like a baby growing into a prime of life.
Today, you are full of vigor and vitality. You have suffered and laughed.
After rough times, tomorrow will be better. Over the past 55 years, you have undergone earth-shaking changes, and your people are getting richer and richer.
Your national strength is getting stronger and stronger.
You have United the hearts of Chinese people all over the world! You have won the respect of the world. Now you are in high spirits.
Entering the new century,
Today, in this festive festival,
I tell you from the bottom of my heart,
Hello, motherland!
Reading Red Classic Poetry 3
Ode to the Motherland
My motherland,
Lovely China,
You made a glorious history,
I'm proud of your age,
Thousands of years of strong winds have not broken your tall and straight back, and I am proud of your strength.
Resist internal troubles and foreign invasion, and go through the years.
I'm proud of your light,
The Chinese nation firmly grasps its own destiny, and I am proud of your spirit.
Reform and opening up are magnificent.
Read Red Classic Poetry 4
mother
Sew me a pair of growing pants, hold my hand and send me across rivers, mountains and rivers, across the four seasons, to the sky, warm orange.
Zero years old, my pants
No color
Mom's beautiful fingers, come on.
A handful of Yangtze river water
Dye it light blue.
I grew up in green and rode a bike.
Yellow land, singing all the way
Self-cultivation song
Twenty years later, my pants
Add color
Mother uses her beautiful hands.
Will the lush south, a needle.
Embroidered on my pants
I swayed firmly and ran to the hill.
Looking at the sky from a distance, it is red.
A fire
When I was in my prime, my pants
It's changed color again
Mother used her rough hands
Will the maple trees in the north be red, one leaf after another?
Printed on my pants
Red maple swaying, I dance in red maple.
A little closer to heaven.
high-flown words
Sun color