fang zhimin
My motherland,
Lovely China,
You made a glorious history,
You raised a great country.
I'm proud of your age,
Thousands of years of wind can't break your tall and straight back.
I'm 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,
I'm proud of your spirit,
Reform and opening up are magnificent.
Lovely motherland,
Wherever I go,
I hold your arm of strength,
No matter where I live,
You have warmed my heart. ?
Lovely motherland,
You are the helmsman of the new century,
You use speed, you use strength,
Create miracles that shock the world.
You work hard and use your wisdom,
Has carried on another more brilliant development!
Motherland, motherland,
You are always full of hope,
Motherland, motherland, you will always be full of vitality! ?
2. Ode to party flag
Author: Li Jianchun
You have the color of morning light.
Reflect the eastern sky.
You have the same boiling point.
Turn China into a hot spot.
You are a rainbow in labor pains.
Grafting a bridge for the Chinese nation to take off.
Your performance in writing lyrics is outstanding.
Sing the story of spring
The polished sickle pierced the thorn.
Cut off the rotten cancer of old China.
The hammer held high weighs 1000 pounds.
Broke the heavy shackles of the old society.
You are the flag of truth.
Never fade after 88 years of spring and autumn.
Grafting a bridge for the Chinese nation to take off.
Your performance in writing lyrics is outstanding.
Sing the story of spring
The polished sickle pierced the thorn.
Cut off the rotten cancer of old China.
The hammer held high weighs 1000 pounds.
Broke the heavy shackles of the old society.
3. Praise the Party's poetry
Author: anonymous
Hold the dawn of happiness to people's hearts. ?
Is your strong character,
On the battlefield filled with smoke,
Write a magical chapter for us.
When the flood raged,
When the earthquake came,
You stand in front of people,
Give a helping hand and save lives.
You're standing in a river that burst its banks,
Casting dams with the body;
You're lying under the collapsed ruins,
Hold up a safe day;
In the operation of debris flow,
Jumping in the footsteps of giants to the buried people?
My heart was touched at that moment.
I'm proud of you,
I'm proud of you,
You will always be the star on the national flag.
Always flashing.
You are the morning sun spraying blood,
Write music with life.
You never admit it easily,
But it tells the dazzling brilliance with broadness.
This is your iron will,
Powerful arms hold up the rainbow of the motherland,
Hold the dawn of happiness to people's hearts. ?
Is your strong character,
On the battlefield filled with smoke,
Write a magical chapter for us.
4. "July 1st"
Author: anonymous
The sky is blue.
White clouds are floating, counting the past.
At this time, the people of the motherland
I am in a surge of emotions and thoughts.
Although this short time
Only 24 hours.
In our hearts
Long memory.
5. "July 1 poem"?
Author: Zhu
Enter the fire season in July.
Strolling on the streets of modern cities
Look at the tall buildings.
Shuttle car
Well-dressed pedestrians
Enjoy the information civilization synchronized with the world.
Witness the Olympic five-star red flag.
Ran Ran rose in the loud national anthem.
There is a fragrance blooming in my heart.
There is a torrent in my heart.
July is accompanied by the pulse of the times.
Singing in our hearts is
The most exciting event in the history of China?
"Without the domestic party, there would be no new China."
July 1 day is not only the birthday of the party.
He is a grand ceremony.
This is a festival for our Chinese sons and daughters.
* * * party member, I am proud of you, I am proud of you.
On the occasion of welcoming your 84th birthday with deep affection.
We will always remember.
A ship sailing on the South Lake
Pine and cypress willows on Jinggangshan
Founding ceremony at Tiananmen Gate
The rise and fall of the Chinese nation for thousands of years
March on the Long March
The battlefield was filled with smoke.
Fresh life falling in the rain of bullets.
Time and space through the years
A sickle or axe will render July to the fullest.
On the scarlet party flag cast by blood and tears? A wonderful page