Traditional poems praising the scenery of the motherland

my motherland

Mountains and rivers crossed by the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

China is brilliant everywhere.

Brilliant journey

Like a golden lamp

The lights lit up the sailing sails.

my motherland

You use your intelligent soul

Lead the public.

Open up a broad road.

Let the motherland be as beautiful as flowers.

Describe the magnificence of the East.

my motherland

A motherland as beautiful as a flower

From your soul

From your blueprint

Reading the burning soul

The hardships of opening up a brilliant tomorrow

my motherland

From the border to the coast

Have your charming beauty.

I have a simple feeling.

Send all your feelings to a distant place.

May the motherland be more prosperous and strong.

my motherland

Yellow River, Yangtze River, Great Wall

Cast ancient rivers and mountains.

Reform, opening up and development

Light up the world's vision

I am proud of the glory of my motherland.

my motherland

Dawn sun

Hold a firm belief

Surge of fighting spirit

Become eternal persistence

Create a better tomorrow

Great motherland

The cradle of oriental civilization

Like a Mercedes-Benz train.

Facing the dawn of the century

Keep burning faith

Run towards a more brilliant future

★ Poem 2 praising the motherland ★:

Ode to the Motherland

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Time carries the footsteps of history.

The earth has accumulated the essence of civilization.

I walked at the beginning of the century.

Think of the motherland, full of passion

Motherland-

here

I play a song for you.

Motherland, motherland-

You are the accumulation of a thousand years of history.

The confluence of civilizations.

You are the waterfall in Hukou of the Yellow River.

Snow covers the Tianshan Mountains.

You are dignified and profound.

Broad and broad

The surging river is your breath.

The boiling ocean is your blood.

You are the theme of the world.

Is everything in my life.

Motherland, motherland-

You are the cry of Tiananmen Gate.

The flaming flame of socialism

You are the horn of the people's revolution.

Sailing through the wind and waves

You are strong and confident.

Progress and avantgarde

The grand blueprint of socialism activates your wisdom.

The steaming rising sun in the east, generate, your vitality.

You are the creator of the world.

Socialist practitioner

Motherland, motherland-

You are the spring breeze along the South China Sea coast.

A touch of sunrise in Luohu village

You are the railroad track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

A Group of Derricks in Tarim Oilfield

You are far-sighted.

The boldness of execution stems from superb skills.

The great changes in the small fishing village have proved your courage.

People's smiles are about your greatness

Motherland-

You created life.

Change the world

Motherland, motherland-

You are the flag of world peace.

Messenger of human civilization and progress

You are a soldier who defends the truth

A mother raising a child.

You are honest and caring.

Strong and kind

People all over the world admire your mind.

China children appreciate your maternal love.

Motherland-

You soothed the human suffering in the war.

Brought the dawn of peace

Motherland, motherland-

You have traveled through a thousand years of history and the world civilization.

You have always known that you are determined to live for Intel forever.

You are kind and caring, defending green peace.

We are proud to be your children.

We are proud of having such a motherland.

Motherland-

We are United with you.

We support you to move forward.

Your children believe that.

The motherland's tomorrow will be better.

The world will have a better tomorrow.

The future of mankind is better.

★ Poems praising the motherland 3 ★:

Motherland! This poetic name

It permeates your every season.

That's a white dove under the blue sky.

Wake up on the first morning in October.

Ah! Motherland, I have loved you for too long. ...

October! my motherland

Please give me a flashlight.

I follow in your footsteps.

Let every dream flow with sweetness.

Let all sounds be covered with golden notes.

The day I approached you-

Please fill the sky with rosy clouds for me.

I want to inject eternal vitality into your growing troubles.

The first October is always full of echoes, like tears falling from flowers.

* * * The voice of America walks through your heart.

Extend to the most passionate melody

In my heart, you are more than just a green island to rest on.

You are my red cloud, rising with the beat.

Whether it's mountains, valleys, fields, trails or the sea.

Numerous failures and successes have enriched October.

Ah! homeland ...

Who is wearing the crown of October?

The first morning in October is in front of Tiananmen Square.

I feel the aftertaste of sweet-scented osmanthus and the sound of bumper harvest drums.

I recall the historical sound carved on white marble.

My mind has changed.

Flying clouds

vast territory of the motherland

How can I not cultivate my beautiful character and integrity? !

The rising October has been contested in Qian Fan.

And my singing, my motherland.

★ A poem praising the motherland ★:

A breezy autumn wind! Blow, blow!

I want to praise the flowers of my motherland.

I want to praise my flowery motherland!

Please blow my words into a bunch of flowers,

Yellow in gold, white in jade, green in spring, purple in autumn,

... and blow everything away,

Blow colorful, filled the sky, spread all over the earth!

★ Poem 2 praising the motherland ★:

Motherland, my dear motherland.

I/am your brand-new ideal,

Just broke free from the spider web of myth;

I/am the germ of your snow quilt/ancient lotus;

I/am the whirlpool of your tears/laughter;

I am a new/snow-white starting line;

Yes/crimson dawn

Be/spray;

-the motherland!

I'm one billionth of you,

Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;

You/with scarred breasts

raise

Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;

Then/from my flesh and blood

get

Your richness, your glory, your freedom;

-the motherland,

My dear/motherland!

★ Poems praising the motherland 3 ★:

my motherland

Mountains and rivers crossed by the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

China is brilliant everywhere.

Brilliant journey

Like a golden lamp

The lights lit up the sailing sails.

my motherland

You use your intelligent soul

Lead the public.

Open up a broad road.

Let the motherland be as beautiful as flowers.

Describe the magnificence of the East.

my motherland

A motherland as beautiful as a flower

From your soul

From your blueprint

Reading the burning soul

The hardships of opening up a brilliant tomorrow

my motherland

From the border to the coast

Have your charming beauty.

I have a simple feeling.

Send all your feelings to a distant place.

May the motherland be more prosperous and strong.

my motherland

Yellow River, Yangtze River, Great Wall

Cast ancient rivers and mountains.

Reform, opening up and development

Light up the world's vision

I am proud of the glory of my motherland.

my motherland

Dawn sun

Hold a firm belief

Surge of fighting spirit

Become eternal persistence

Create a better tomorrow

Great motherland

The cradle of oriental civilization

Like a Mercedes-Benz train.

Facing the dawn of the century

Keep burning faith

Run towards a more brilliant future

★ Poetry praising the motherland 4 ★:

Ode to the Motherland

———————

———————

Time carries the footsteps of history.

The earth has accumulated the essence of civilization.

I walked at the beginning of the century.

Think of the motherland, full of passion

Motherland-

here

I play a song for you.

Motherland, motherland-

You are the accumulation of a thousand years of history.

The confluence of civilizations.

You are the waterfall in Hukou of the Yellow River.

Snow covers the Tianshan Mountains.

You are dignified and profound.

Broad and broad

The surging river is your breath.

The boiling ocean is your blood.

You are the theme of the world.

Is everything in my life.

Motherland, motherland-

You are the cry of Tiananmen Gate.

The flaming flame of socialism

You are the horn of the people's revolution.

Sailing through the wind and waves

You are strong and confident.

Progress and avantgarde

The grand blueprint of socialism activates your wisdom.

The steaming rising sun in the east, generate, your vitality.

You are the creator of the world.

Socialist practitioner

Motherland, motherland-

You are the spring breeze along the South China Sea coast.

A touch of sunrise in Luohu village

You are the railroad track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

A Group of Derricks in Tarim Oilfield

You are far-sighted.

The boldness of execution stems from superb skills.

The great changes in the small fishing village have proved your courage.

People's smiles are about your greatness

Motherland-

You created life.

Change the world

Motherland, motherland-

You are the flag of world peace.

Messenger of human civilization and progress

You are a soldier who defends the truth

A mother raising a child.

You are honest and caring.

Strong and kind

People all over the world admire your mind.

China children appreciate your maternal love.

Motherland-

You soothed the human suffering in the war.

Brought the dawn of peace

Motherland, motherland-

You have traveled through a thousand years of history and the world civilization.

You have always known that you are determined to live for Intel forever.

You are kind and caring, defending green peace.

We are proud to be your children.

We are proud of having such a motherland.

Motherland-

We are United with you.

We support you to move forward.

Your children believe that.

The motherland's tomorrow will be better.

The world will have a better tomorrow.

The future of mankind is better.

Du Fu

Wang Yue

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is!

Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.

The creator endowed all the mysterious nature here with elegance,

And then what? The day immediately enters dawn and dusk. ..

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy,

Birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ..

Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see,

All the other mountains are dwarfed under the sky. ..

Climbing Yueyang Tower

I've always heard that Dongting Lake,

Now I finally climbed the tower.

My east is Wu, and my south is Chu.

I can see the endless floating of heaven and earth.

But my relatives and friends didn't give me news,

I am old and sick, and I am alone with my boat.

There are wars and mountains to the north of this wall.

How can I not cry by the railing? .

Looking for flowers by the river alone

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers bent the branches.

Butterflies have been dancing,

Charming songbirds sing freely.

Jueju

Two orioles sing green willows,

A line of egrets rose into the sky.

The window contains autumn snow in Xiling,

Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship.

Never dive.

Spring boat on Lake Ruoya.

Deliberate euphoria has no end,

No matter what happens, I will bear it.

Me and my boat, before the night breeze,

Pass by flowers and enter the lake.

Turn to the western valley at dusk,

I was there looking at Nanxing on the other side of the mountain.

The mist rose and circled softly,

The low moon slanted through the Woods.

I choose to put aside all worldly things,

But he became an old man with a fishing rod. ..

Wang Wei

clear stream

I have sailed the Huanghua River,

It is carried by the river of a green stream.

10 thousand laps around the mountain,

On a journey of less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks,

But in the dense pine forest, the light becomes dim.

The surface of the inlet swings with the angle of the nut,

Weeds are overgrown on the river bank.

Deep down, I've always been pure,

Like this clear water.

Oh, stay on the wide, flat rock,

Drop the fishing line forever! .

Zhong Nanshan

Its huge height is close to the city of heaven,

Connect Qian Shan Wanshui to a corner of the sea.

When I look back, the clouds are behind me.

They disappeared when I walked into the fog.

A central peak divides the wilderness,

Weathered into many valleys.

Need a place to spend the night,

I called the woodcutter on the river.

meng haoran

In autumn, Wanshan sends Zhang Wu.

On the north peak in the white clouds,

You have found your quiet place.

Now, when I climbed this mountain to see you,

My heart flies high with the geese.

A quiet evening may seem a little sad,

If the weather is not so cool and sunny this autumn.

I looked at the river bank and the villagers who went home.

Pindusa, rest your head.

There are trees on the horizon, like a row of grass.

There is an island like the moon on the edge of the river.

I hope you can come to see me and bring a basket of wine.

* * * Drunk Double Ninth Festival.

Message from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang.

In the eighth month, the lake here,

Be with heaven.

Mist in the Valley of Cloud and the Valley of Meng,

Yueyang city has been surrounded.

I want to go there, but I can't find the boat.

I'm ashamed. I'm lazier than you politicians.

When I'm sitting here watching a fisherman throw,

Like fish in a pond.

From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou.

You listen to the worries of apes,

The river runs in the dark.

The wind blows through the leaves on both sides,

The moon crosses my lonely sail.

I, a stranger in this inland area,

I miss my friends in Yangzhou.

Two long tears flowed eastward,

To find the place closest to the sea.

Changjian

Buddhist retreat after the broken mountain temple.

On a sunny morning, near the ancient temple,

The morning sun shines on the treetops.

The bamboo path there leads to the seclusion,

Branches and flowers to a Buddhist retreat.

Here, the mountain light shines on the birds,

The human mind touches peace in the pool.

A thousand voices have disappeared,

But the clock struck.

Wang Zhihuan

At Helen's cabin.

The mountains covered the white sun,

The ocean drained the golden river.

But you expanded your horizons by 300 miles,

Walk up a flight of stairs.

Liangzhou Song

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds.

Wan Ren is an isolated city.

Why should a strong brother complain about willow?

The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

Bo Wang

Tengwangge's poems

Wang Teng sings the praises of Linjiang Pearl,

Yu Pei sings and dances.

Draw a building facing Nanpu Cloud,

At dusk, the bead curtain rolled up the rain in the western hills.

Clouds and pools are shadows,

Things have changed for years.

Where is the emperor in the cabinet today?

Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.

Lipper

Climb the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing.

Phoenix once performed here, so this place is named after them.

Now abandon it in this desolate river.

The path of Wu Palace was twisted and twisted by weeds.

Gold's clothes are ancient dust.

Three and a half mountains fall out of the sky,

Bailuzhou is divided into one water.

It's always because clouds can cover the sun,

Hide his city from my melancholy heart.

Baidi City was released in advance.

Say goodbye to Bai Di,

Thousands of miles in Jiangling, one day.

Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait kept crying.

The canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.

Look at Lushan Waterfall

Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke,

Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of Sichuan.

Flying down from 3,000 feet,

Winning is the Milky Way that has fallen for nine days.