1. 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 blackened on your forehead,
Do what you do in the tunnel of history;
I am the withered ear of rice, the disrepair roadbed;
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Stuff it on your shoulder,
-the motherland!
I'm poor,
I am sad.
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope,
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years,
-the motherland!
I am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the spider web of myth;
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow;
I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging;
I am the newly painted white starting line;
This is crimson dawn.
Spraying
-the motherland!
I'm one billionth of you,
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom;
-the motherland,
My dear motherland!
2. long live the motherland
Long live the motherland! Like a bell ringing in the sky.
Every note is a thrilling spring thunder.
Long live the motherland! The loudest compliment
Let me cry.
Long live the motherland! Chorus for five thousand years.
As vivid and magnificent as the wind blowing the wheat waves
Visit the grassland and watch the eagle and goose parade.
Walk into the mountains and watch the scenery in the seasonal cycle in the wind and bird songs.
The flag of the new century rises in Ran Ran.
Let me cheer and revel in the towering buildings.
Look at Wan.
There are infinitely beautiful scenery.
Long live the motherland! Standing tall is the green hill.
It's the green water that refuses to take a firm side.
The immortality of the mountain has shaped the magnificent scenery of 5000 years.
The water has lost its prestige for 5,000 years.
In the fireworks of the festival
I am the bud of burning and explosion.
Long live the motherland! long distance call
Wonderful compliment
In the ranks of people
I am a wheat on the national emblem.
On the flowers and green trees of the motherland
I'm a flight planner.
Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland!
How many dynasties have you experienced?
A generation of tianjiao is gone.
God's palace collapsed.
Only the Great Wall of Wan Li will never die.
Long live the motherland! A hymn of my life
The light in my blood
In my life,
Everything outside can be given up.
The only thing I can't give up
Is our great ~ ~ ~ ~ China people * * and China.
3. When the bright sun jumps out of the blue waves of the East China Sea,
The Pamirs are still full of stars.
When the northland was still a world wrapped in silver,
Southern Xinjiang has long been permeated with rich spring scenery.
Ah, we love you, China!
We love you. ...
The beauty of Guilin's landscape,
The makeup of the West Lake in Hangzhou has faded.
Huangshan Mountain and Lushan Mountain are shrouded in mist.
The magnificence of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.
We love you. ...
The fragrance of Longjing tea,
The mellow beauty of Moutai,
Jiangnan silk is bright and beautiful,
Exquisite craftsmanship of Jingdezhen ceramics.
We love you. ...
The moonlight in front of Dai bamboo building is like water.
The towering Potala Palace on the roof of the world,
Grapes in Turpan, melons in Hami,
Sheep on the grassland, camels on the Gobi desert.
We love you. ...
Ancient songs played by chimes during the Warring States period,
New songs written by reform and opening up,
The surging spring tide in Wan Li, China,
The fire of hope lit by the motherland.
We love you. ...
History of struggle writing,
Fruit watered by sweat.
Magnificent pine trees and noble plum blossoms,
Broad-minded and great spirit.
We are proud, we are proud,
We work hard, we explore,
You are a strong man in the forest of nations in the world.
We love you, China! The world of gold
The magnificent moon with 3000 years of culture,
Radiate the season that thousands of people yearn for,
Autumn,
The golden world,
Brew a bumper harvest of wine;
Cheers and shouts,
Describe the glory of tomorrow,
Gathered on a round cake,
Romance symbolizes the happiness of harvest;
Recall the past:
How many literati,
Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, lamenting the worries of home and country,
Look at now:
Our colleagues have broader ideas,
Intoxicated;
We review:
Recalling the spring rain sown together,
Recalling Dai Yue's hardships,
Recall the high wind of unity and enterprising;
We imagine:
Imagine the great cause that is erupting,
Imagine you chasing my colorful clouds,
Imagine your brilliant red sun;
Jin Qiuyue:
We will love you forever.
4. Poetry recitation "China Shi Sheng"
Author: Zhu Hai
Recitation: Zhu Jun, Dong Qing, Li Ruiying, Kang Hui, Xu Li and Lu Jian.
30 years of struggle, 30 years of no return.
China Shi Sheng tells you a surprise of the earth.
China Shi Sheng tells you an oriental miracle.
I want to invite you to walk in the rainbow.
That's the Qinghai-Tibet Railway that crosses the roof of the world.
That's the smell of west-east gas transmission to the sky.
That's the blue runway connecting Hangzhou Bay Bridge and the Pacific Ocean.
This is the majestic rise of the Three Gorges Dam.
That is a romantic poem written by the South-to-North Water Transfer Project.
I want to invite you to visit the new countryside.
The land there is turning the new green of the times.
The fields like songs are singing new songs about agriculture, countryside and farmers.
Chapter Two: Reading Red Classic Poems
Long live the motherland! Like a bell ringing in the sky.
Every note is a thrilling spring thunder.
Long live the motherland! The loudest compliment
Let me cry.
Long live the motherland! A chorus of "Five Thousand Years" is as vivid and magnificent as the wind blowing the wheat waves.
Visit the grassland and watch the eagle and goose parade.
Go into the mountains and see the scenery in the season. In The Wind and Birds, the flag raised by Ran Ran in the new century will be repeated.
Let me cheer and revel in the towering buildings.
Look at Wan.
There are infinitely beautiful scenery.
Long live the motherland! Standing tall is the green hill.
It's the green water that refuses to take a firm side.
The immortality of the mountain has shaped the magnificent scenery of 5000 years.
The water has lost its prestige for 5,000 years.
In the fireworks of the festival
I am the bud of burning and explosion.
Long live the motherland! long distance call
Wonderful compliment. In the ranks of the people, I am a wheat on the national emblem. On the flowers and trees of the motherland, I am a flying discipline.
Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland, how many dynasties have gone, the arrogance of a generation has vanished, and the palace has collapsed.
Only the Great Wall of Wan Li will never die.
Long live the motherland! The hymn of my life, the brilliance of my blood.
In my life,
Everything outside the body can be given up, and the only thing you can't give up.
This is our great People's Republic of China (PRC).
Chapter Three: Reading Red Classic Poems in Senior Two.
My home
Dad is a field,
Mom is a field,
I am a happy little frog,
Jumping around in two fields.
Dad is a beekeeper,
Mom is a beekeeper,
I am a happy little bee,
Grow up under the care of beekeepers.
cradle
Lotus leaf is the cradle,
Shake the little frog,
The wind is blowing gently,
The little frog fell asleep.
Woods are cradles,
Baby rocking tiger,
Leaves are floating gently,
Little tiger fell asleep.
home
The grass is the home of snakes.
The garden is the home of flowers,
Soil is the home of earthworms,
Trees are the home of leaves,
The forest is the home of animals,
The universe is the home of the earth.
Where did mom and dad go?
Where is my home?
If I were
If I were a big tree, I would bring fresh air to people.
If I were a bird, I would fly happily in the sky all day.
If I were a little frog, I would help farmers catch pests every day.
If I were the sun, I would bring people light and warmth.
If I were a father, I would get rid of all my shortcomings and discipline my children strictly.
If I were a teacher, I would make my students study hard and let them learn a lot of knowledge.
A letter with feathers as an emergency sign
The devil entered the mountain, and only a few soldiers were left. The bellicose Lao Zhao drew a road map, wrote a letter to Zhang Lianchang, and gave the task to his son Hai Wa, who was on sentry duty. Hai Wa drove the sheep as a cover, only to meet the devil, so he tied the chicken hair letter to the sheep's tail, then carefully took it down and ran for several miles. The puppet troops pursued him and he was arrested again. He took the devil to the mountain road and took the opportunity to climb desperately, but the devil shot him in the hand. He fled in pain and gave Zhang Lianchang a chicken feather letter.
Liu Hulan
Liu Hulan died for other villagers and party member. I admire this spirit of self-sacrifice.
Liu Hulan became a veritable party member when he was a teenager. Once, Japanese devils invaded the village where Liu Hulan lived, and Liu Hulan risked his life to help the people move. When the Japanese arrived in the village, they looked at the people and Liu Hulan, who had not moved, and said, "Who is the producer party?"? Stand up! " Liu Hulan stood up without hesitation and walked firmly in front of the hay cutter. The Japanese were cruel enough to kill her. When she was only fifteen years old, Chairman Mao wrote an inscription for him: "Great life, glorious death". When watching this clip, I think she is young, but her heart of serving the people is infinite and worth learning! I think everyone has read this book. Students who haven't seen it can borrow it.
National day ode
Motherland,
You have experienced an extraordinary 55 years, just like a baby growing into a prime of life.
Today, you are full of vigor and vitality. You have suffered and laughed.
After rough times, tomorrow will be better. For 55 years,
Great changes have taken place in you, and your people are getting richer and richer.
Your national strength is getting stronger and stronger.
You have United the hearts of Chinese people all over the world! You have won the respect of the world. Now you are in high spirits.
Entering the new century,
Today, in this festive festival,
I tell you from the bottom of my heart,
Hello, motherland!
Ode to the Motherland
My motherland,
Lovely China,
You made a glorious history,
(1), what are the red classic theme poems on the anniversary of 202 1 Party building100th?
You raised a great country.
I'm proud of your age,
Thousands of years of strong winds have not broken your tall and straight back, and I am proud of your strength.
Resist internal troubles and foreign invasion, and go through the years.
I'm proud of your light,
The Chinese nation firmly grasps its own destiny, and I am proud of your spirit.
Reform and opening up are magnificent.