[Label: Praise Poetry, Motherland, Poetry] Question Supplement 2009-09-25 20:35
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Lonely girl reply: 1 popularity: 294 solution time: 20: 44 on September 25, 2009.
Motherland, my dear motherland.
I am an old waterwheel worn by your river.
Tired songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.
I am a miner's lamp with black on your forehead.
Just like you did in the tunnel of history.
I am a withered ear of rice; This is a dilapidated subgrade.
This is a barge on the muddy beach
Draw the rope deep
Pull it into your shoulder
-the motherland!
I am very poor.
I am sad
I am your ancestor.
Pain and hope.
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years
-Motherland
I am your brand-new ideal.
Just broke free from the mysterious spider web.
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow.
I am your laughing nest with tears.
I am the new starting line.
This is crimson dawn.
Spraying
-Motherland
I'm one billionth of you—
It's you, a total of 9.6 million square meters
You have scars on your chest.
raise
Confuse me, considerate me, boil me.
Let's start with my flesh and blood
get
You are rich, you are glorious, and you are free.
-Motherland
my dear motherland
When the gorgeous Chinese dining table, let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn, when the majestic Tiananmen Square, let the wind and cloud usher in the rising sun. In the ear of history, the rumbling echo of "salute" rang out, overwhelming echo, which is the echo of the vicissitudes of China. A giant looks down at the world with a loud voice that can be heard all over the world. The people of China and People's Republic of China (PRC) were founded! When the first five-star red flag, Ran Ran, was raised, the flag of victory fluttered in the wind, the people raised their heads, and the whole world saw it, so the people of China stood up! This period of history is magnificent, and the sun shines in October. This momentum is passionate, and a monument stands in the east of the world. In that glorious era, the people proudly pointed out the glorious chapter of "New China" with strong hands. Suffering mother, wipe away the tears in her eyes, reveal her inner joy and heartfelt happiness, and the motherland is bravely moving towards prosperity and strength. Eulogize our history, where there is the myth of Pangu's creation, and it glows with the brilliance of life. Eulogize our history, there are four great inventions, spread in this barren land. Eulogize our history, with the enlightenment of Laozi and Confucius, and the flame of thousands of years of civilization illuminates us. Eulogize our history, silk porcelain has crossed the ocean, and everyone knows that it comes from our hometown. Praise our history. In the smoke, a powerful terracotta warriors and horses appeared. Eulogize our history of standing tall, and the Great Wall of Wan Li stands tall. ..... eulogize our history, thousands of years of ancient land, leaving many tragic stories. The century-old shame hat of the sick man of East Asia was finally thrown into the Pacific Ocean by us, and we realized our dream of "reorganizing rivers and mountains". Fifty-four spring and autumn, the splendid land is full of high spirits. In the 54th Spring and Autumn Period, the landscape is picturesque and poetic. Fifty-four spring and autumn, roaring iron cows combed the sounds of the fields, rolled up the joy of harvest and sang. In the 54th Spring and Autumn Period, the steel skeleton arched in the land of poor oil, and the oil derrick stood in the sea of sand. In the Spring and Autumn Period, the rainbow crossed the Yangtze River, and the majestic Three Gorges Dam was locked for thousands of miles. In the 54th Spring and Autumn Period, "two bombs" red clouds pierced the sky, and satellites traveled in space. In the fifty-fourth spring and autumn period, the people's army was mighty and magnificent, defending the iron wall of the motherland. In the 54th Spring and Autumn Period, the people harnessed the spring breeze of reform and realized the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. ..... across our future, in this sacred land, Bo exudes the power to shake the world, and its glory and pride shine with brilliance. Motherland, I am proud of you. The splendid culture of the Chinese nation has merged into the long river of history and will reverberate in my chest forever. Motherland, I am proud of you. I hope to take off again and again in the wonderful and magical land.
My motherland,
The mountains are towering,
The majestic mountain peaks look down on history, and the wind and rain fall wildly.
Twilight is boundless,
Let the wind and cloud pass.
A solid back can withstand the vicissitudes of hundreds of millions of years.
My motherland,
The river runs,
The mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history,
Rush forward bravely,
Wash away the filth of a hundred years,
The stormy waves hit the canyon, and there were many ups and downs of fate.
My motherland,
Vast territory and rich resources,
Beautiful scenery breeds splendid traditional culture.
The desert accepts the sunset,
Full moon and drunken lotus,
How many splendid civilizations are still shining on the vast land.
My motherland,
The people are hardworking,
Fifty-six ethnic groups sympathize with each other,
Oriental charm is wonderful,
The humanistic style is romantic,
How many beautiful and moving legends have been passed down through the ages.
This is my motherland,
This is my deep love for my motherland.
I like your long and splendid history,
I like the flowers on every inch of your land,
I love your beautiful scenery and magnificent rivers and mountains.
I love you. The people are tenacious.
My motherland,
I love my motherland deeply.
You are a rooster with your head held high, awakening the silence of the dawn.
You are a flying dragon-the all-powerful era,
You are China, the majestic lion dancer.
You are the origin of human wisdom-igniting the spark of civilization.
You have a sacred name,
That's China!
That's China, my motherland.
I love my motherland deeply.
I love my motherland deeply,
The beating heart has been beating for 5 thousand years,
I love my motherland deeply,
Surging blood rushed up.
The waves of the Yellow River,
I love my motherland deeply,
Yellow skin is printed with the color left by ancestors.
I love my motherland deeply,
Black Nest's eyes smiled humbly,
I love my motherland deeply,
Strong personality and lofty Taishan spirit,
I love my motherland deeply,
The vast sea is full of all my hopes.
My motherland,
Lovely China,
You made a glorious history,
You raised a great country.
I am proud of your long history,
Thousands of years of strong winds have not broken your tall and straight back,
I'm proud of your strength,
Resist internal troubles and foreign invasion, and go through the years.
I am proud of your cleverness,
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 strong arm,
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,
Carry out another more brilliant development!
Motherland, motherland,
You are always full of hope,
Motherland, motherland,
You are always full of vigor and vitality!
When you ring the bronze chime, the left sound is rich and clear, and the right rhyme is from far to near. Through the long years of 5,000 years and the colorful flower season of 53 years, in the river continent, in the beauty of water, in the sun of mountains and on the shore of the sea, layers of ripples and echoes are condensed in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Chinese people: the motherland! We sing your unyielding dignity and sacredness with the Book of Songs, the rhyme of Qu Yuan's ode to oranges, ancient customs and Yuefu, regular poems and Sanqu, Beijing Opera and Shaanxi Opera, and bangzi and drums. We sing your soul and spirit with the bouquet in Qu Qiubai's hand, the poverty in Fang Zhimin, the patch on Liu Zhidan's chest, the oil lamp in front of the focal window and the footprints left on the snowfield. Dear motherland, let's weave colorful flower beds and colorful lanterns with our hands of picking roses, tea and mulberries. Let's sing the national anthem in the golden season, fly the five-star red flag and sing the passion that has been surging for thousands of years. The Yellow River is fierce, the Yangtze River is strong, Mount Tai is strong, and Kunlun Mountain is wide. Wan Li mountains and rivers, passing Tiananmen Square, Lei Feng, Li Xiangqun and Fang Hongxiao ... step out of the most beautiful and amorous feelings of China people and the most spectacular phalanx of the Chinese nation! Dear motherland, five thousand years of implication and accumulation, fifty-three years of sublation and inheritance, an oriental giant can say "no!" " "When you can talk. No matter how big the storm is, it's better than walking around. Peaceful development is your voice. You are striding forward at the dawn of the new century! In the 16th National Congress, a new generation of leaders in China are leading the Chinese nation to new glory!
If I want to sing,
Just sing "I Love My Motherland".
If there is only one painting,
Just draw "My Motherland".
If I want to write a poem,
Only め wrote Praise for the Motherland.
now
I am writing a poem.
I want to celebrate my motherland,
Praise her for her beauty.
Because she treasures the Great Wall of Wan Li and the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Dynasty;
Because she is the mother of Suzhou and Hangzhou and Guilin;
Because she owns Xishuangbanna and Xisha Islands.
I want to celebrate my motherland,
Praise her strength.
Because we dream of flying in space;
Because we successfully bid for the Olympic Games;
Because we joined the ㄋWTO.
I want to celebrate my motherland,
Praise her soul.
Because she breastfed Lei Feng and A?
Because she trained Zhou Enlai and Deng Xiaoping;
Because she raised Sima Qian and Xu Beihong.
Ah, the motherland!
Thousands of rivers are your hair,
The rolling mountains are your green blood.
The water in Dongting Lake is your bright eyes.
The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is your backbone.
Beijing is your beating heart,
Guilin landscape is an emerald on your head,
Plum tree peony adorns the earth, and the earth is your clothes.
I want to be a poem, a painting, a song,
Praise you forever:
My mother, People's Republic of China (PRC).
Longteng, Tengfei, 2 1 century is the stage for your star.
★ A poem praising the motherland ★:
A breezy autumn wind! Blow, blow!
I want to praise the flowers of my motherland.
I want to praise my flowery motherland!
Please blow my words into a bunch of flowers,
Yellow in gold, white in jade, green in spring, purple in autumn,
... and blow everything away,
Blow colorful, filled the sky, spread all over the earth!
★ Poem 2 praising the motherland ★:
Motherland, my dear motherland.
I/am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the spider web of myth;
I/am the germ of your snow quilt/ancient lotus;
I/am the whirlpool of your tears/laughter;
I am a new/snow-white starting line;
Yes/crimson dawn
Be/spray;
-the motherland!
I'm one billionth of you,
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;
You/with scarred breasts
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;
Then/from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom;
-the motherland,
My dear/motherland!
★ Poems praising the motherland 3 ★:
my motherland
Mountains and rivers crossed by the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.
China is brilliant everywhere.
Brilliant journey
Like a golden lamp
The lights lit up the sailing sails.
my motherland
You use your intelligent soul
Lead the public.
Open up a broad road.
Let the motherland be as beautiful as flowers.
Describe the magnificence of the East.
my motherland
A motherland as beautiful as a flower
From your soul
From your blueprint
Reading the burning soul
The hardships of opening up a brilliant tomorrow
my motherland
From the border to the coast
Have your charming beauty.
I have a simple feeling.
Send all your feelings to a distant place.
May the motherland be more prosperous and strong.
my motherland
Yellow River, Yangtze River, Great Wall
Cast ancient rivers and mountains.
Reform, opening up and development
Light up the world's vision
I am proud of the glory of my motherland.
my motherland
Dawn sun
Hold a firm belief
Surge of fighting spirit
Become eternal persistence
Create a better tomorrow
Great motherland
The cradle of oriental civilization
Like a Mercedes-Benz train.
Facing the dawn of the century
Keep burning faith
Run towards a more brilliant future
★ Poetry praising the motherland 4 ★:
Ode to the Motherland
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Time carries the footsteps of history.
The earth has accumulated the essence of civilization.
I walked at the beginning of the century.
Think of the motherland, full of passion
Motherland-
here
I play a song for you.
Motherland, motherland-
You are the accumulation of a thousand years of history.
The confluence of civilizations.
You are the waterfall in Hukou of the Yellow River.
Snow covers the Tianshan Mountains.
You are dignified and profound.
Broad and broad
The surging river is your breath.
The boiling ocean is your blood.
You are the theme of the world.
Is everything in my life.
Motherland, motherland-
You are the cry of Tiananmen Gate.
The flaming flame of socialism
You are the horn of the people's revolution.
Sailing through the wind and waves
You are strong and confident.
Progress and avantgarde
The grand blueprint of socialism activates your wisdom.
The steaming rising sun in the east, generate, your vitality.
You are the creator of the world.
Socialist practitioner
Motherland, motherland-
You are the spring breeze along the South China Sea coast.
A touch of sunrise in Luohu village
You are the railroad track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
A Group of Derricks in Tarim Oilfield
You are far-sighted.
The boldness of execution stems from superb skills.
The great changes in the small fishing village prove your courage.
People's smiles are about your greatness
Motherland-
You created life.
Change the world
Motherland, motherland-
You are the flag of world peace.
Messenger of human civilization and progress
You are a soldier who defends the truth
A mother raising a child.
You are honest and caring.
Strong and kind
People all over the world admire your mind.
China children appreciate your maternal love.
Motherland-
You soothed the human suffering in the war.
Brought the dawn of peace
Motherland, motherland-
You have traveled through a thousand years of history and the world civilization.
You have always known that you are determined to live for Intel forever.
You are kind and caring, defending green peace.
We are proud to be your children.
We are proud of having such a motherland.
Motherland-
We are United with you.
We support you to move forward.
Your children believe that.
The motherland's tomorrow will be better.
The world will have a better tomorrow.
The future of mankind is better.
★ Poems praising the motherland 5 ★:
Motherland! This poetic name
It permeates your every season.
That's a white dove under the blue sky.
Wake up on the first morning in October.
Ah! Motherland, I have loved you for too long. ...
October! my motherland
Please give me a flashlight.
I follow in your footsteps.
Let every dream flow with sweetness.
Let all sounds be covered with golden notes.
The day I approached you-
Please fill the sky with rosy clouds for me.
I want to inject eternal vitality into your growing troubles.
The first October is always full of echoes, like tears falling from flowers.
* * * The voice of America walks through your heart.
Extend to the most passionate melody
In my heart, you are more than just a green island to rest on.
You are my red cloud, rising with the beat.
Whether it's mountains, valleys, fields, trails or the sea.
Numerous failures and successes have enriched October.
Ah! homeland ...
Who is wearing the crown of October?
The first morning in October is in front of Tiananmen Square.
I feel the aftertaste of sweet-scented osmanthus and the sound of bumper harvest drums.
I recall the historical sound carved on white marble.
My mind has changed.
Flying clouds
vast territory of the motherland
How can I not cultivate my beautiful character and integrity? !
The rising October has been contested in Qian Fan.
And my singing, my motherland.
Become a flock of flying white doves
Full of vibration
shake ...