I am in urgent need of essays or poems about loving the motherland and enterprises.

I love my motherland, with the crazy enthusiasm of young people, and no reason can calm it down, whether the sea stops rushing or the nightingale has no voice. I don't know what makes me so infatuated. Love her skin as simple as yellow earth, love her black eyes looking for light in the dark, love her river rushing like a beast, and love the endless forest surging with the wind. I like walking on the soft country road and depicting the trees in the boundless night. Those cabins decorated with crops are full of people's longing for a bumper harvest under the night sky. I love my motherland, with my most fanatical passion, whether it is the footprints of young people, whether it is the freedom gained by blood, or the figure of farmers working in the scorching sun ... in the stormy waves of Hukou of the Yellow River.

I heard lasting passion.

On Mount Everest, Xue Hai.

What I stare at is a kind of true purity that has not changed for thousands of years.

At the top of the Oriental Pearl Tower

I feel supercilious.

In the tunnel of terracotta warriors and horses

I feel a kind of boldness and depth.

In a fire rising in a foreign country

I feel a blessing and sincerity. ...

Oh, motherland, what are you?

You are the land under your feet.

There used to be beautiful scenery and traffic here.

Used to be a giant in the Qin and Han Dynasties.

This used to be the ruins of the watchtower looted by Eight-Nation Alliance.

It used to be a place to eat chaff and swallow vegetables thousands of miles away.

However, you are a hot spot of perseverance and self-improvement.

Now, you are the carrier of the times with strong spring breeze and progress. ...

Oh, the motherland

You are more than 9.6 million square kilometers of mountains and rivers.

On a white hair pulled out of the night

Reflect your vicissitudes and love.

From Wen Yiduo's stagnant water and green waves

I saw the suffering and greatness of the country.

On the podium of the United Nations

I heard the voice of our representative.

On 9.6 million square kilometers of land

I heard the attachment and longing of 65.438+300 million descendants. ...

You use a bright red five-star red flag

Register with the world

Where are the descendants of China people?

There is a soul deeply branded with five-star steel seal.

There is the heart of the Great Wall.

You use a huge hammer sickle

Announce to the world

Smash an old porcelain with a hammer.

You can also harvest a new China with a sickle.

Stand tall among the nations of the world

You speak Chinese in three loud and strong dialects.

Announce China's progress to the world.

-The people of China have stood up since then.

-development is the last word.

-China * * * Producers Party shapes itself with the thought of "Theory of Three Represents"

Enter a new era and a new century.

You are pursuing the same in the rapid change.

You pursue ever-changing in the constant.

Chinese sons and daughters who have traveled through history

With the spirit of rising from the ground.

With your enthusiasm and persistence

Write a magnificent present and future for you.

Motherland, everything can change.

Only children's love for you will not change.

Only children will make you rich and powerful.

It took 100,000 years to have the momentum of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

Still surging like that

It's too lofty, too smooth.

Our great motherland has a vast territory and magnificent mountains and rivers. She stands in the east of the world like a giant. The beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, the majestic mountains and rivers in the north, and the Himalayas, known as the roof of the world, are all fascinating. We love our motherland as much as our mother, because mother is the source and destination of our body and mind. The vast sky and blue sky gave birth to the splendid history and civilization of China for 5,000 years. The blue sky and vast sky have created the industriousness and kindness of China people from generation to generation. In this clear and vast blue sky, we work hard and sing. In this clear and vast blue sky, we carry forward the past and soar freely. Not all pigeons wander under the blue sky, but there will be rain, snow and wind frost. Under the blue sky, it is not all fragrant grass, but also yellow sand. Today, let's open a window of the soul together. Today, let's * * * hand in hand to look for distant longing eyes and listen to the singing of our love melody. Standing in front of the map of China, I studied it carefully, ah! How like a colorful golden pheasant with a chest! Its crown wobbles, scattering countless agave, which is sorghum on the bank of Heilongjiang; When its tail wags, it shakes off countless pearls, which are crystal grapes in Xinjiang; Its belly is quite golden and bright, and it is wheat and rice in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. It's a sweet smell when you step on it. It's honey from Hainan coconut grove and Taiwan Province province. Ah! Motherland! Great motherland! I love you! I love your long history, splendid civilization and magnificent mountains and rivers! I am your child, and I am proud to have a respectable and amiable mother like you! When you hold me in your arms, I feel your warmth; When you dragged me to run with you, I noticed the responsibility on my shoulders. Looking up at the five-star red flag under the blue sky and white clouds, I swear again and again: for your dear motherland, I would like to hold boiling blood, full of love and pure heart! Motherland, I love you! Motherland, I love you! Motherland, I love you! In the past, mountains and rivers were full of horses and chariots; Once a giant who stood in the majestic Tang Dynasty in Qin and Han Dynasties; You are the land of perseverance and self-improvement, the mother who gave birth to me and raised me! The Yangtze River gave me life and made me grow. Yellow River, give me wisdom and make me mature; Mount Tai has given me a stalwart body, the Great Wall, and infinite strength. In the warm embrace of my mother, I learned how to face difficulties and hardships. It is the solid arm of the motherland that holds me up, just like a soaring dragon, standing in the east of the world! Ah, the motherland! Our great mother! You are the driving force of our life, and you are the safe haven for our children to return from a long voyage. Motherland, our great mother! You are marching towards the new century and striding towards your tomorrow. Motherland! Your people bless you! Motherland, I love you!