A short poem praising the motherland,

1, "Love the motherland and love your hometown more"

Pale yellow warmth

Even if my heart follows it

The Yellow River rushes and meanders on the land of the northland.

My heart is searching for it excitedly.

The Yangtze River rushes on the hot land in the south of China and reaches the East China Sea.

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It is a golden flash on the coast where China people live.

On both sides of the river is a paradise for longing.

Suddenly look up, the motherland is good.

Bow your head and be happy, and your hometown is beautiful

At the foot is the holy land I am pursuing, and I suddenly look back.

Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.

The years passed quietly,

Along the road of time

The motherland is thriving.

Looking back on the past, a romantic figure through the ages

Look at the present, be a hero.

I am happy to walk on the country road.

So what?

I am among the thyme rhododendrons,

I know the paradise of flowers and birds;

Walk into the grass sea and feel the tranquility of the sea;

The rising sun climbed from the sacred mountain, and countless willow branches danced with the sea;

Deep homesickness, who are you drunk with?

Who wrote the rural folk songs?

Stand in the breeze and feel the fragrance of green trees and weeds.

Spring blossoms for an instant, and it is infinitely warm.

All the country roads extend in all directions.

Patches of green woods adorn their hometown.

Suddenly, I feel that the sword against heaven is piercing the sky.

Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.