Motherland,
You've had an extraordinary 60 years,
Like a baby growing into the prime of life,
Today, you are full of vigor and vitality.
You have suffered and laughed.
After rough times, tomorrow will be better.
For 60 years,
You've changed a lot,
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.
Since 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!
Second,
My motherland, high mountains and towering peaks overlook the history of wind and rain, and at dusk, the wind and clouds pass 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.
Third,
I am proud, I come from China.
Among countless blue eyes and red eyes,
I have a pair of jewel-like black eyes,
I am proud, I come from China!
Among countless white skin and black skin,
My skin is as yellow as the earth,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China-
The Loess Plateau is my chest,
The flowing water of the Yellow River is my boiling blood,
The Great Wall is my raised arm,
Mount Tai is my heel.
I'm from China-
My ancestors walked out of the forest for the first time.
My ancestors started farming first,
I made the compass, the offspring of printing,
We made the descendants of pi and the seismograph.
In my country,
There are not only immortals in history.
Keywords Confucius, Sima Qian, Li Zicheng, Sun Yat-sen,
And immortality in the history of literature
Hua Mulan, Lin Daiyu, the Monkey King, Lu.
I'm from China-
In my country, there are not only
Changbai Mountain Snow Mountain, Huangshan Jinsong,
There is also the immortal Beijing-Hong Kong tradition and Yan 'an spirit!
I'm from China-
My voice is as rough as the Yellow River,
Not only in the United Nations building,
Speak out China's comments,
I also want to take part in the Olympic Games.
Shouting "China scores".
When applause raised the five-star red flag to the blue sky,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China-
My arms are as big as the Great Wall.
Not only drill drill pipes into foreigners,
Predict that the center of the earth can't hit oil;
Send communication satellites to our ancestors.
White clouds that I have never been to in my dream;
When Wuzhou listens to the East,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China,
I am a descendant of the murals in Mogao Grottoes.
Let the flying mural come with us.
I'm Tian Fei,
Flying is us.
I am proud, I come from China!
Motherland, my dear motherland.
Original: Shu Ting
You are a shabby old waterwheel by the river.
Old songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.
You are a miner's lamp with a black forehead.
Explore in the tunnel of history
You are a withered ear of rice; This is a roadbed that is in disrepair.
This is a barge on the beach.
Pull the rope into our shoulders.
-the motherland! My suffering motherland!
You are poor.
You are sad.
You are our ancestor.
Painful hope.
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years
-the motherland! My suffering motherland!
You are a brand-new ideal.
Is about to break away from the spider web of myth
You are the germ of the ancient lotus under the snow.
You are a dimple with tears in your eyes.
You are the newly painted white starting line.
This is crimson dawn.
Spraying
-the motherland! My hopeful motherland!
I am one sixth of you.
It is the sum of your 9.6 million square kilometers.
You use scarred breasts
Feed me lost, think about me and boil me.
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom.
-the motherland! My dear motherland!
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. .
There are so many beauties in Jiangshan that countless heroes bend their backs. .
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition. . .
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height. When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight! . .
Motherland, I don't need words.
I walk on your land, with the steps you gave me.
I swam in your river, and I used the memory you gave me.
I don't use words in my country.
Open your eyes. It's all your face. Listen attentively, it's all your voice.
Morning is the morning of Song Ci, and dusk is the dusk of Tang Poetry.
The rain lane is the rain lane of Chu, and the wind and waves are the wind and waves of Saibei.
Standing up is the ancient Xuanyuan tree and the Great Wall.
It is also the site of indomitable spirit and generations.
You are a mother, I don't need to express my gratitude.
You are a lover, which makes me feel warm.
I read.
The philosophy of ancient Greece, the theory of France, the lawn of the White House, the masonry of Red Square.
Marx's beard Edison's lamp Whitman's straw hat Jehovah's finger
Cann't change it
My body is the body of China people.
My ancestors and family breathed the air of China and drank the sweet spring of China.
My veins are filled with the wisdom of Confucius, the grief and indignation of Qu Yuan and the justice of Wen Tianxiang.
We spin cotton.
We grow rice.
We trawled for fish.
Generation after generation died of old age on any mountain you choose.
Take a stroll on any of your lawns.
Cry, like falling in love with handsome men, singing and running.
Write a letter and date and spend the four seasons in the shadow of your ancestors.
Chinese history
Pain is the pain of China people.
Shame is the shame of China people.
Chinese culture
A dictionary is a national dictionary.
Idiom is an idiom of China.
We draw ink on rice paper and paint on porcelain.
Entertain guests with tea
Exchange kindness for kindness.
Call for peace with peace
Bearing is our ancient allusion.
The people are our eternal heroes.
War or construction
Disappeared in front of you
Ruined the glory
The Yellow River will never dry up.
Mount Tai no longer has a faint mark.
When life is like a meteor in your history.
I will give you all my love.
My motherland doesn't need words!