60th anniversary poem 1. Poems celebrating the 60th anniversary of the founding of the motherland
Poems to celebrate the 60th anniversary of the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC) (10 selected poems): Motherland, I am proud of your motherland, and I am proud that you are a towering China watch, so that the tall and straight body will be covered with dawn and the majestic Tiananmen Square will usher in the rising sun. In the ears of history, there came the rumbling echo of salute, which was the echo of the vicissitudes of China. A giant looks down at the world with a loud voice. When the first five-star red flag, Ran Ran, was raised, the flag of victory fluttered in the wind and the people raised their heads. The whole world saw that the people of China stood up from now on! This period of history embodies grandeur and depicts the sunshine in October to the fullest. This momentum is passionate, and a monument stands in the east of the world. Moderns wrote a glorious chapter of the new China with vigorous hands, and the people proudly pointed out the country. The painful mother wiped away her tears and revealed her inner joy. The motherland bravely moved towards prosperity and eulogized our history. There is a myth that Pangu created the world and produced the light shining with life. It eulogizes our history and the glory of the four great inventions and spreads in this barren land. It eulogizes our history, with the enlightenment of Laozi and Confucius, and the flame of thousands of years of civilization illuminates us. It sang the praises of our history. The poetry of the 60th anniversary of the founding of New China has risen and reached the height of public concern.
Although there are no stormy waves, there is an overwhelming momentum in the ups and downs, and there is a thunderous force stirring. It has risen, and everything is intoxicated at this height! How bright red the height is, how powerful the dignity dominates China from here, and how confident you are to laugh at the scenery from the light of the five-pointed star. Everything grows in passion, and your self-confidence is getting stronger and stronger ... What heroic feelings are expected to breed beauty from this romance, and the descendants of the dragon are standing and watching, expecting to be more and more tenacious ... rising, rising, and raising the eyes of the world's surprise.
This bright five-star red flag has been flying for half a century, showing the elegance of China! Facing the national flag and the mountains, stand up; Water, living; Oh, my God, open it wider! Facing the national flag, every life is solemn and sacred, extending along the road under the national flag. Flying national flag, you are my sleepless emotion ... 3. Eulogize our history and use the myth of Pangu's creation to generate the light shining with life.
Eulogize our history and spread it on this barren land with the brilliance of the four great inventions. 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 that piece of wolf smoke, a vast terracotta army lineup appeared. Praise our magnificent history and the power of the Great Wall of Wan Li.
..... 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. Homesickness Yu Guangzhong was a child/Homesickness is a small stamp/I am here/My mother grew up there/Homesickness is a narrow boat ticket/I am here/My bride is back there/Homesickness is a short grave/I am outside/My mother is inside/Homesickness is a shallow strait now/I am here/There is always a name in my mind that excites me.
There is always a heat flow in the blood that makes us boil. She is the beautiful rivers and mountains opened by the sickle and axe, and she is the bright future illuminated by the stars and torches. At this moment, we seem to see the bright lights on the South Lake ship, guiding the Chinese nation to glory and light in the boundless darkness ... That is, on that misty night, a red sun rose from the clear South Lake water, and a golden light passed through the layers of fog and sprinkled on the land of China, driving away the shadows in every corner.
Since then, the China Revolution has gained the strength of core cohesion, and the heavy nation has begun to break away from the prison of suffering. Great party flag, more than 80 years of wind and rain changes. Yes, you will never fade, you will always smile under the blue sky. Your existence is a call, a belief.
Is this call and belief forged by fire or by a pool of blood? I don't know. But whenever we look up at party flag, we seem to see a bloody dress, a pool of red mud and a patch born in the gunfire and smoke. We seem to see the tragic figure of revolutionary martyrs fighting bravely in the bullets ... party emblem's article has gone through the cold rain and ushered in the flowers and birds.
A thunder in October blew up the iceberg and Xuefeng, and the mountains were green. "The people of China have stood up since then!" Let the voice of a poet leader have a roar like a wave, a loud fluctuation.
Five thousand years' dream, one hundred years' pursuit and twenty-eight years' great wall of flesh and blood finally ushered in Qiu Guang, the son and daughter of China. China * * * producers gave a brand-new China to the people! Sickle and axe together form a symbol and a sun.
It reflects the image of excellent party member in the history of New China. An ordinary soldier willing to be a screw; A paulownia tree in the saline-alkali land on the beach; A saussurea involucrata on the snowy plateau; They are selfless and dedicated to serving the people wholeheartedly; Practice party constitution with life.
Look, the glorious party constitution also embodies the light cast by their blood. Meng Xiangzhong's latest original pop lyrics are as follows: * I can't help loving my motherland (praising the people of China * * * what loves my motherland). My motherland has never abandoned me. I study hard and work hard to make my motherland more and more beautiful. Love the motherland. What? My motherland is a very warm home. I share my worries for my motherland and try to be a useful person. No matter how I live this life, I can't help loving my motherland. My motherland will always belong to me. No matter how I live this life, I can't help loving my motherland. My motherland makes me rich and strong. * Ordinary I fall in love with ordinary you, like heaven in the morning.
2. Poetry about the 60th anniversary of the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC).
The 60th anniversary of the founding of New China has endowed Kang Dianying (Hebei Province) with the feelings of singing praises, creating new benefits and strengthening the country and enriching the people for 60 years.
Scientific development of urban and rural welfare, good luck and persistent desire to pay. The glory of the great cause shocked the history books, the well-off and well-being of the whole world.
Long Xiangfeng is on the road of heroes, striving for the upper reaches of China. Youlong Gate, Youlong Gate in my hometown and Youlong Gate in Zhang Wenjiang (Hebei) are beautiful, and the fairyland in Peach Blossom is even more wonderful.
I'm afraid of my uncle, and I'm also afraid of moths and scorpions. Qingshan melons and fruits are drunk, and fertile fields are flowing. The new farmhouse near the ridge is very beautiful, and the guests of Letan Hotel enjoy the tour very much.
Now the people live a good life, and the prosperous times sing the Spring and Autumn Festival. The 60th birthday of New China, the 60th birthday of He Jia (Hebei), the rise of the dragon stands out.
Praise the human spirit for thousands of years, and the glory of science and technology will last forever. The people are rich and the army is strong, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.
Sing loudly, forge ahead and take off, and Dingding and China will lead.
3. Poetry to celebrate the 60th anniversary of People's Republic of China (PRC).
Motherland, I am proud of you! When the majestic China people watch, let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn, and when the majestic Tiananmen Square, let the wind and cloud usher in the rising sun.
In the ear of history, the rumble and overwhelming echo of salute came, which is the echo of the vicissitudes of China. A giant looked down at the world, and the whole world heard its loud voice. The people of China and the country were founded! When the first five-star red flag, Ran Ran, was raised, the flag of victory fluttered in the wind and the people raised their heads. The whole world saw that the people of China stood up from now on! This period of history reflects the grandeur, and the sunshine in October is painted to the fullest. This momentum is impassioned and a monument stands in the east of the world.
Glorious era, with vigorous hands, wrote a glorious chapter of new China. The suffering mother wiped away the tears in the corner of her eyes, revealing her inner joy and heartfelt joy, and the motherland bravely moved toward prosperity and strength.
Eulogize our history, with the myth of Pangu's creation, and produce the shining light of life. Praise our magnificent history and the power of the Great Wall of Wan Li.
In the spring and autumn of the sixties, the splendid land is full of high spirits. Sixty years of spring and autumn, picturesque scenery, poetic.
Sixty years ago, the rainbow crossed the Yangtze River, and the majestic Three Gorges Dam was locked for thousands of miles. For sixty years, the people's army was mighty and magnificent, defending the iron wall of the motherland.
In the sixty years, the people have mastered the spring breeze of reform and realized the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. Motherland, I am proud of you. In the wonderful and magical land, the hope of soaring germinates again, and the giant pen of history will draw your glory in the new century! Motherland, motherland, you will always be full of hope, motherland, motherland, you will always be full of vitality.
4. Poetry related to the 60th anniversary of the founding of New China.
Poetry-I love the flowers of my motherland in October.
I love the flowers of my motherland in October,
She's smart,
Because she is in my heart.
There are 56 incense-
Ah, this fragrance is unforgettable in my heart for four seasons.
From the peach blossoms in the north in spring,
In the severe winter, the smell of rice and flowers in Hainan is fragrant.
From the mountain village of Fujian where litchi trees are full in summer,
In autumn, the grapes are ripe and the fruits in Turpan are full of fragrance. ...
Colorful flowers bloom every day,
Harvest is in sight,
Among these perfumes,
I saw the most beautiful sight-
Her snow white and green,
As beautiful as the clear sky at dawn,
Hope for the future ...
National day ode
Motherland,
You have gone through an extraordinary 55 years,
Like a baby growing into the 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,
You've changed a lot,
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.
Since 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!
My motherland,
My beloved motherland.
You are a rooster with your head held high, awakening the silence of the dawn.
You are a soaring dragon-the wind and cloud of the all-round era.
You are a lion, dancing the glory of China.
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.
My beloved motherland.
I love my motherland deeply,
The beating heart has been beating for 5 thousand years,
I love my motherland deeply,
Surging blood rushed to the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,
I love my motherland deeply,
Yellow skin is printed with the color left by ancestors,
I love my motherland deeply,
Black eyes reveal a humble smile,
I love my motherland deeply,
Strong personality, tall and straight,
I love my motherland deeply,
The vast sea border is full of all my sustenance.
My motherland,
Lovely China,
You made a glorious history,
You raised a great country.
I'm proud of your age,
The wind of a thousand years can't break your tall and straight back,
I'm 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,
I'm proud of your spirit,
Reform and opening up are magnificent.
Lovely motherland,
Wherever I go,
I hold your arm of strength,
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,
Has carried on another more brilliant development!
Motherland, motherland,
You are always full of hope,
Motherland, motherland,
You are always full of vigor and vitality!
5. Poetry about the 60th anniversary of the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC).
People's Republic of China (PRC)'s 60th Anniversary Poetry
Up, up, up to the height of attention.
Although there are no stormy waves, there is an overwhelming momentum in the ups and downs, and there is a thunderous force stirring.
It has risen, and everything is intoxicated at this height!
What a bright red height, dignity dominates China from here,
What a strong cohesion, self-confidence. From the light of the five-pointed star to the laughing scenery, everything grows in passion and self-confidence is getting stronger and stronger. ...
What a heroic feeling, expecting to breed beauty from this romance. The descendants of the dragon are standing and watching, expecting to be more and more tenacious. ...
It's rising, rising, rising the amazing eyes of the world.
This bright five-star red flag has been flying for half a century, showing the elegance of China!
Facing the national flag and the mountains, stand up; Water, living; Oh, my God, open it wider!
Facing the national flag, every life is solemn and sacred, extending along the road under the national flag.
Flying national flag, you are my sleepless emotion. ...
6. Poetry about the 60th anniversary of the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC).
Poetry for the 60th anniversary of the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC): Motherland, I am proud of your motherland. I am proud that you are a towering China watch, which makes your tall and straight body covered with dawn, just like the majestic Tiananmen Square, and the wind and cloud greet the rising sun. In the ears of history, there came the rumbling echo of salute, which was the echo of the vicissitudes of China. A giant looked down at the world, and his loud voice was heard by the whole world and the people of China. When the first five-star red flag, Ran Ran, was raised, the flag of victory fluttered in the wind and the people raised their heads. The whole world saw that the people of China stood up from now on! This period of history embodies grandeur and depicts the sunshine in October to the fullest. This momentum is passionate, and a monument stands in the east of the world. Moderns wrote a glorious chapter of the new China with vigorous hands, and the people proudly pointed out the country. The painful mother wiped away her tears and revealed her inner joy. The motherland bravely moved towards prosperity and eulogized our history. There is a myth of Pangu's creation, which shines with the light of life Eulogize our history and spread it on this barren land with the brilliance of the four great inventions. Eulogize our history, with the enlightenment of Laozi and Confucius, and the flame of thousands of years of civilization illuminates us. Praise our history.
7. A poem about the 60th anniversary of the founding of the school.
There are no poems describing the anniversary of the campus, but poems describing the noble character of teachers for reference, as follows: 1, the silk in spring will be woven until it dies, and the candle will drain the wick every night.
Untitled time was before I met her, but it was longer than we broke up. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to leave when leaving. Moreover, the weather in late spring, the east wind is about to close, is even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.
Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression.
The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope an angel like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.
2, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. From Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems Five" in Qing Dynasty, the sorrow is far away and the whip points to the end of the world.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. The sadness of parting extends to the distant sunset. When you leave Beijing, you will feel that you are at the end of the world, and a whip is drawn to the east.
I quit my job and went home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation. Your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant more flowers in front of the hall?
From Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall as the Duke of Jun" in the Tang Dynasty, the green field hall was occupied by things, and passers-by referred to the house of the Duke of Jun. Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?
After the completion of the Green Field Hall, it occupied the essence of everything. Passers-by pointed to the house and said that it was Pei's home. Pei's students are all over the world. Where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of and behind the house? 4. Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres.
Hsinchu, written by Zheng Xie in the Qing Dynasty, is taller than the old bamboo branches, and was propped up by veteran cadres. I will come out again the next year and grow taller.
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth depends entirely on old branches. New ones will grow and grow taller next year.
5. "Decline": I am well aware of Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. From the "decline" in Du Fu's Five Poems of Love (Part II) in the Tang Dynasty: I know Song Yu's sadness, romantic and refined, and he is also my teacher.
Sad to see a thousand autumn, a tear, melancholy in different times, not at the same time. His old home between mountains and rivers-empty works, empty sex platform-is certainly not imagined in the dream? .
The palaces of Chu were all destroyed, and the fishermen who showed them today are not sure. Fallen leaves know Song Yuzhi's sorrow, and they are romantic and elegant, which is worthy of being my teacher.
Looking back, I shed tears of sympathy, and my life experience was equally bleak. Unfortunately, I was born in different times. Jiangshan's hometown is still there, and it is really an absurd dream that sex is coming.
The saddest thing is that the palace of the king of Chu has long since disappeared, and the boatman also pointed out that the ruins were suspicious.
8. Poems praising the 60th anniversary of the motherland
My motherland, my motherland, my beloved motherland.
You are a cock with your head held high-wake up the silence of dawn, you are a soaring dragon-the storm of the times, you are a magnificent lion-dancing the glory of China, and you are the origin of human wisdom-igniting the spark of civilization. You have a sacred name, and that is China! That's China, my motherland.
The golden world of my beloved motherland is condensed with the magnificent bright moon of 3,000 years' culture, radiating the season that thousands of people yearn for, and the golden world of autumn is brewing a bumper harvest of wine; Cheering and roaring, depicting the glory of tomorrow, gathering on a round cake, and romantically harvesting happiness; Looking back on the past: how many literati till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon lamented the worries of their home country and looked at the present: our colleagues' thoughts were broader and infatuated; We reminisce: reminisce about the spring rain, the hardships of Dai Yue, and the high-spirited wind of unity and enterprising; We imagine: imagine the great cause of generate, the colorful clouds that you chase after me, and the brilliant red sun of you and me; Golden Autumn and Bright Moon: We love you forever.