Poetry recitation praising peace

Looking back on a hundred years, the old China was bullied by foreign powers, its sovereignty was lost, mountains and rivers were broken, and life was ruined. Faced with the greatest humiliation and danger of the Chinese nation, many people with lofty ideals lamented generously and fought bloody battles at the forefront of the revolution. It is they who let China resolutely walk out of the sick man of East Asia, who rewrote the tragic history of the Chinese nation for a hundred years, who shed their heads and blood in the magnificent drums and won the brilliant victory of the Chinese nation. The beautiful reality is the realm that revolutionary martyrs expect and struggle for. The revolution of blood and fire and the construction in full swing today complement each other and blend into one. The spring scenery of the earth incorporates the blood and life of countless martyrs. Didn't someone say that if you give him a fulcrum, he can move the earth? Then, our great revolutionary martyrs can play an omnipotent hymn of life with the spirit of patriotism and dedication, with the sun and the moon as drums and the Milky Way as strings! We will never forget, never forget, that the Chinese nation, which has experienced numerous crazy massacres and profound disasters, has a high head, a strong backbone, a pair of stout shoulders in the Himalayas, and a body full of blood vessels in the Yellow River and the Yangtze River. Yesterday, we used to lift the 5,000-year-old civilization and the Great Wall and the Forbidden City. Today, we are bound to hold up tomorrow's sun with1300 million double arms. Rockets, satellites and artificial spacecraft lead to every corner of the moon, Venus and Mars universe ... I fought on the battlefield because you gave me an injection and blood flowed all over my body. I implore war not to drown peace. Come and shake my hand, brother. We should be friends. Let's stop polluting the minds of the next generation! Hatred dies with the meteor, and regret is an agreement. I stand up, you are frightened by my perseverance, I am close to you, just instead of war! Looking up is spring, looking down is autumn, and the wheels of years turn endlessly; The replacement of the sun and the moon, the crisscross of rivers, involving the reincarnation of the four seasons, has nurtured an endless great nation; The Yellow River flows east, while the sun and the moon flow west. A taut string is pulling a thick history of 5,000 years. Five thousand years of glory, five thousand years of blood, rain and wind and frost. How many inventions, how many creations, how many efforts, how many thoughts, Chinese sons and daughters write the development history of Chinese civilization in the ancient land with diligence and wisdom; How much honor and disgrace, how much hardship, how much suffering, how much sacrifice, Chinese sons and daughters have cast an indomitable Chinese soul on the land of the East with blood, tears and life! Through the desert camel bell, through the cold winter and warm spring, one journey after another, from long night to bloody dawn, from dawn to beautiful day; From march of the volunteers to Dongfanghong, from the story of spring to entering a new era. Hope was kindled in our hearts. This hope has crossed the long corridor of history. No matter how many vicissitudes there are under our feet, it will always grow and lengthen on the way forward. This hope is like a blooming flower, blooming in the cold and lingering in solemnity. It tells the world with a kind of persistence-unyielding, my name is "China". History cannot be forgotten, and history is not allowed to be forgotten. An excellent nation must be a nation that respects history; An excellent nation must be one that remembers history. The "wailing wall" in Jerusalem, the "Holocaust Monument" in Poland, the warnings commemorating the "Great Patriotic War" in various parts of Russia, and the "September 18th" in China are all showing history, and the purpose of commemorating history is to avoid the recurrence of tragedies. Opening the calendar of "September 18th", we seem to see angry people pouring into the battlefield. When we open the calendar of September 18th, we seem to hear the intense and high-pitched voice that spanned 74 years in our recent visit clearly echoing in our ears. The history that made people cry, the history that made people wake up suddenly. They all warned us to carry forward the legacy of our ancestors and turn patriotism into a trip to serve our country. They all urged us to devote ourselves to the prosperity of our country with the spirit of awakening, self-esteem and struggle. If you encounter too many misfortunes, you will inevitably have long thoughts; After experiencing too much pain, there must be infinite expectations; Too much blood and tears will inevitably burst into brilliance. The cold reception suffered 74 years ago will inevitably lead to a strong publicity. Fourteen years of life of cattle and horses will inevitably lead to the cry of unity: those who don't want to be slaves, get up! Please forgive me for asking to stand up, I just want to prove my strength; Please forgive my crazy propaganda, I just want to tell others that we also have a backbone of steel. Whose eyes are full of tears, crying and laughing, whose songs float across the night sky and resound all over the world, whose lighthouse shines on the ocean before dawn, and who holds the direction of navigation. Is the great China * * *, holding Beidou to lead the way in the dark. Blue waves wash the bright moon, shake the evil spirit and dry Kun, white mountains and black water are stained with blood and tears, and the northeast land is in flames. Hundreds of millions of Chinese sons and daughters, stand up for the war of resistance. Anti-Japanese Knives Arranged in the Green Shazhang Mountain. The wind is roaring, the horse is barking, and the waves of the Yellow River are roaring. The mountains are moving, the earth is shaking, and the Yangtze River is howling. How many years of arduous trekking, how many years of brilliant feats, how many heroes advance wave after wave, how many heroes are not afraid of hardships, they dye the national flag with blood and never fade, they stand tall with flagpoles made of flesh and blood, they illuminate the road of the latecomers with the fire of life, and they cast the eternity of life with selfless dedication. Listen, the voice of spring thunder; Look, the figure of heroic fighting, this is the just cry of a group of hot-blooded young people; This is a glorious declaration of a group of patriots. Like a volcano, magma is generated, like a sword stabbing into the darkness; Like a rushing torrent, like a petrel fighting the wind and waves ... This is the strength of the outstanding sons and daughters of China, and this is the unyielding backbone of the Chinese nation. It is the fourth grade, lesson 16, a poem praising the motherland: My motherland, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River cross the mountains and rivers of China, showing splendid journeys everywhere, such as golden lamps illuminating the sails of a long voyage. My motherland, with your wise soul, led all the people in the world to open up a broad road, making the motherland as beautiful as a flower and depicting the glory of the East. My beautiful motherland, reading the burning soul from your spirit and your blueprint, has the difficulty for you to open up a brilliant tomorrow. Charming and beautiful, full of simple feelings, I hope the motherland will be more prosperous and brilliant. My motherland, the Yellow River, the Yangtze River and the Great Wall, has created eternal rivers and mountains of reform and opening up. Develop a vision to illuminate the world. I am proud of the glory of my motherland. The sun like the dawn of the motherland, with firm faith, turns surging fighting spirit into eternal persistence to create a better tomorrow. The cradle of the great motherland's oriental civilization is like a Mercedes-Benz train, holding up the burning belief to meet the dawn of the century and sail for a more brilliant future. Poem 4: Ode to the Ancestor ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— The footsteps of history have accumulated the essence of civilization. At the beginning of the century, I thought of my motherland, a motherland full of * * *-here I am the motherland of song for you. Motherland-you are the confluence of the sources of civilization accumulated in thousands of years of history. You are the snow-covered Hukou Waterfall of the Yellow River in Tianshan Mountain. You are dignified, deep, broad and broad. The rushing river is your breath, and the boiling ocean is your blood. You are the theme of the world and the whole of my life. Motherland-you are the cry of Tiananmen Gate, the flaming flame of socialism, the horn of the people's revolution, and the sail of riding the wind and waves. You are strong, confident and enterprising, and the avant-garde grand blueprint of socialism is active in your wisdom, and the rising sun in the East is spreading your vitality. You are the creator of the world and the socialist practitioner of the motherland. Motherland-you are the spring breeze along the South China Sea coast and a touch of sunrise in Luohu Village. You are a railroad track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and a derrick in Tarim Oilfield. Your foresight, skill and courage, and the great changes in the small fishing village have proved your courage. The smiling faces of the people write about your great motherland-your motherland that created life and transformed the world. Motherland-you are the banner of world peace and the messenger of human civilization and progress. You are a soldier who defends the truth and raises children. You are honest, caring, strong and kind. People all over the world admire your mind. The sons and daughters of China are grateful to your mother-like motherland-you have soothed the pain of human beings in the war and brought the dawn of peace. Motherland, Motherland-you have gone through a thousand years of history and crossed the world civilization. You've always known that. Firmly for Intel, you are kind and loving, defending Greenpeace. We are proud to be your children. We are proud to have such a motherland-we are United with you. We support you to move forward. Your children firmly believe that the future of the motherland is better, the future of the world is better and the future of mankind is better.