Excuse me, what patriotic poems are there, not online? I want what I think now. Please hurry up and wait online at noon today.

1, Song of Seven Sons by Wen Yiduo (a * * *, there are seven songs in all, that's just one of them).

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The mother of seven is on pins and needles. Seven sons feel sorry for themselves, hoping to return to their mother's heart. The poet wrote "Kai Feng" to praise it. Since the Treaty of Nebuchadnezzar Chu, China has lost its territory, lost the support of the motherland, and been abused by other ethnic groups, assuming that it is even more sad than Kaifeng Seven Sons. Because we chose seven places that have the closest relationship with China, we wrote a chapter to express their loneliness and death, to mourn the early demise of the motherland, and to inspire people to come back to life. The collapse of national borders is a long-term accumulation, and Chinese people regard it as indifference. Alsace without alsace-lorraine? "If you are sincere, the stone can be opened." In fact, the return of China's "seven sons" is in jeopardy!

Macao

Do you know that "Ma Gang" is not my real name?

I've been away from your children for too long, mom!

But what they took was my body,

You still have my soul.

I've dreamed of my biological mother for 300 years!

Please call your son by his birth name and call me "Macau"!

Mom! I want to come back, mom!

Hong Kong

I'm like Huang Bao who keeps vigil in front of the Phoenix Tower.

Mother, although my position is very small, my situation is very dangerous.

Now the terrible sea lion pounced on me,

Spit my flesh and swallow my ointment;

Mom, I cried and howled, but I shouldn't have called you.

Mom, let me hide in your arms!

Mom! I want to come back, mom!

Taiwan Province Province, China

We are a string of pearls in the East China Sea.

Ryukyu is my younger brother, and I am from Taiwan Province Province.

I still have Zheng's heroic spirit in my chest.

Loyal blood dyed my heirloom red.

Mom, the cool summer is killing me;

Give me an order and I can still attack the city.

Mom! I want to come back, mom!

Weihai port

Let me protect the oldest sea in China again,

The original sacred mountain on the shore here is.

Mom, don't forget that I am an expert in preventing the sea.

I have a Liu Gongdao as my shield.

Come back, it's time.

The remains of saints are buried behind me!

Mom! I want to come back, mom!

Guangzhou bay

Donghai and Guangzhou are my double keys.

I am an iron lock at the back door of China.

Why did you lend me to a thief?

Mom, you should never abandon me!

Mom, let me come back to you quickly.

I want to hold your ankle tightly.

Mom! I want to come back, mom!

Kowloon

My brother Hong Kong is complaining about his pain.

Mom, do you remember your little daughter Jiulong?

Ever since I married Zhenhai Devil,

I have never shed tears for a day!

Mother, I count the auspicious days of mothering every day.

I'm afraid that hope will become an empty dream.

Mom! I want to come back, mom!

Dalian Lushun

We are Lushun and Dalian, twin brothers.

How should our destinies be compared?

Two strong neighbors kicked me back and forth,

We are two mud balls at the foot of the mob.

Mom, it's time to go back. Bring us back quickly.

You have no idea how much our children miss you!

Mom! We'll be back, mom!

2. Wen Yiduo's "A Word"

There is a saying that it is a curse.

There is a saying that can light a fire,

Although no one has said it for 5 thousand years,

Can you guess the silence of the volcano?

Maybe he was suddenly possessed,

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt in the blue sky.

Explosion:

"Our China!"

What should I say today?

You don't believe that Cycas blooms,

So there is a sentence you listen to:

When the volcano can't help but be silent;

Don't tremble, stick out your tongue and stamp your feet.

Wait until the blue sky thunders.

Explosion:

"Our China!"

3. Ai Qing's I Love the Land

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 ...

Then I died,

Even feathers rot in the ground.

Why do I often cry?

Because I love this land deeply. ...

I can't think of too much at the moment, hehe.