Modern Poems of My Dear Motherland 1 I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.
Old songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.
I am a miner's lamp with your forehead blackened.
When you grope in the tunnel of history.
I am a withered ear of rice; This is a roadbed that is in disrepair.
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Pull it into your shoulder
-the motherland!
I am very 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
-Motherland
I am your brand-new ideal.
Just broke free from the mythical spider web.
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow.
I am your tearful smile.
I am the newly painted white starting line.
This is crimson dawn.
Spraying
-Motherland
I am one billionth of you.
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters.
You are scarred by * * *.
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me.
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom.
-Motherland
my dear motherland
Motherland, Modern Poetry of My Dear Motherland 2 Dear Motherland.
Dear mother gave birth to us.
Raise our children and grandchildren
I have two mothers in my life.
One is my real mother.
One is the mother of the great motherland.
My real mother brought me into this world.
Let me see the kind and lovely mother of the motherland.
Ah! Dear mother of the motherland
You raised us and let our blood pass on!