The road of 90 years is long and vicissitudes, and the wind and rain are like a rock. 90 years ago, the South Lake Red Boat ignited the revolution.
Poetry recital for the 90th anniversary of the founding of the Party.
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Ninety years is a long way to go.
The vicissitudes of life are like a rock.
90 years of water.
Keep pace with the times.
Ninety years ago
The red boat on the South Lake.
Ignite the spark of revolution
In the dark night
Break through the storm
Carrying the hope of the country
Brave advance
bloody battles
Shout in the rain of bullets
Countless party member
For lofty ideals
Spread the truth with life
Die without regret, righteously.
Because the hammer and sickle are closely intertwined.
There is a golden dawn in the boundless rain in Kyushu.
Long March Liu Tie Anti-Japanese bonfire liberation flag
During the Spring and Autumn Period, the the legend of heroes Monument stood tall.
The journey of blood and fire has led to a bright world.
The praise of history sings an eternal truth-
Without the Party, there would be no new China.
The country stands towering at the towering Tiananmen Gate.
Dignity has shaped colorful China in the sunshine.
The memory is clear, and the motherland gives people the truest feeling.
Affectionate singing power rolls up persistent pursuit
He Shan writes romantic creation with poetic pen.
The victory of the times weaves brilliant peace-
Without the Party, there would be no new China.
The Story of the Spring in the East —— A New Ship with Breakdown
The wind blows everywhere, and the new era spreads a new picture.
Theory of Three Represents points the way.
Build a well-off society in an all-round way, make the country prosperous and the people safe.
The sunset cast a golden thread of hope.
Glorious carols let us sing forever-
Without the Party, there would be no new China.
Poetry to celebrate July 1st (1)
The party, my mom,
Every minute of your life's journey,
Full of energy.
Your dusty sweat,
Soaked every inch of the motherland.
You walk through thorns,
From hope to new hope.
Poems to celebrate the 1st of July (2)
Build the Three Gorges, fight floods and collect Hong Kong and Macao,
Party, my dear mother,
With your mother's feelings,
Warmed the hearts of Chinese people all over the world.
Party, my dear mother,
With your strong arms,
Safeguarded the unity of the motherland and the dignity of the nation.
Poems to celebrate the 1st of July (3)
now
You're still alive, you're still alive,
Leading hundreds of millions of people in China,
Play a symphony of reform and opening up.
Poetry to celebrate the 1st of July (4)
From the East China Sea to Tibet,
From Nansha to northern Xinjiang.
The party, my mom,
In your English, we are singing the story of spring.
Head high into the new century.
Poetry to celebrate the 1st of July (5)
The party, my mom,
Today is your birthday.
As your children,
We show you-
Warmest and sincere congratulations.
Whenever and wherever,
You will always be in your child's heart-
The kindest, greatest and most sacred mother.
The party, my mom,
You will always be in our hearts.
A Reader of Poems and Proses on July 1st in Qing Dynasty
There is a page of history that illuminates the dark years;
There is a page of history etched in our hearts.
On this day, sickles and hammers, flags with patterns, fluttered in the wind;
On this day, souls groaning in fire and water are illuminated by the sun.
From then on, this sickle roared and cut off all the shackles of the old world;
From then on, this hammer cried out to smash an old year!
As a result, the sugarcane forest in the south has become a sword against foreign aggression;
As a result, the green tent in the north has become a grave for burying the sins of the old world!
China, under the guidance of this flag, has since walked out of the long night;
Under the guidance of this banner, the people got rid of the oppression of the three mountains.
Since then, our motherland is no longer divided;
From then on, our nation will no longer be plundered. ...
The people of China stood up, and this voice resounded throughout the country;
The people of China stood up, and this voice resounded through three mountains and five mountains. ...
It is the banner of the party that guides us to overcome the storm and sail through the whirlpool;
It is the flag of the party that guides us into the beautiful blue sky and all love. ...
Under the banner of the party, we are closely United: as strong as steel;
Under the banner of the party, we hold our heads high: pine as cypress.
Unforgettable in those years of the Cultural Revolution, China suffered ten years of catastrophe. It was the party that raised party flag to set things right, filled the ravines on the road and cut off vines and vines. ...