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.
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.
Recommendation 2:
I love this land.
—— Ai Qing
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. ...
Recommendation 3:
Wan Li has clear skies, 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.
Recommendation 4:
Poetry-I love the flowers of my motherland in October.
I love the flowers of my motherland in October,
She's smart,
Because she is in my heart.
There are 56 incense-
Ah, this fragrance is unforgettable in my heart for four seasons.
From the peach blossoms in the north in spring,
In the severe winter, the smell of rice and flowers in Hainan is fragrant.
From a mountain village in Fujian full of lychee trees in summer,
In autumn, the grapes are ripe and the fruits in Turpan are full of fragrance. ...
Colorful flowers bloom every day,
Harvest is in sight,
Among these perfumes,
I saw the most beautiful sight-
Her snow white and green,
As beautiful as the clear sky at dawn,
Hope for the future ...
In fact, there are many poems of this type.
You can search it yourself if you want.