Urgently ask for a patriotic poem It s best to reply to me in ten minutes, 800 words Thank you !!!!!

I love you China.

It is what has made the Silk Road so long.

I love your tender green grass sprouts.

It is it that covers the desolation of the Gobi Desert.

I love your country flute.

It is it that scatters colorful notes in all directions.

I love your urban high-rises.

It is it that holds people's ideals to the sun.

I love you the blue waves of the Yangtze River.

It is it that plays and sings the hearts of 56 peoples.

I love you the waves of the Yellow River.

It is the one that feeds and raises 1.3 billion people.

I love the majesty of your Great Wall.

It is it that stands up the backbone of the sons and daughters of China.

I love you the majestic Yellow Mountain.

It is it that shows the beauty and dignity of the motherland.

I love the vastness of your plateau.

It is it that exposes the arrogance of the descendants of Yan and Huang.

I love the lushness of your cane forests.

It is it that sweetens the hearts of hundreds of millions of people.

I love your open window.

It is it that makes the flowers of civilization shine and fragrance.

I love your wave of reform.

It is it that shakes off the hat of poverty and backwardness.

I love your wise mind.

It was it that took home the gold medal for the four great inventions.

I love your industrious hands.

It is it that dresses up and dresses up the modern Motherland.

I love your great banner.

It is it that represents the direction in which the people are headed.

I love your five-colored sails.

It is the one who makes the ship of the century sail away!

Motherland, I love you.

I love your grass and green wood show.

I love your birdsong and frog singing.

I love your mountains and rivers.

I love your urban and rural areas.

I love you.

You love your sunshine.

Motherland, I love you.

You are the one who gave me life.

It was you who gave me strength.

It was you who plugged in my craving.

A pair of wings to fly.

Crossing zero Ding Yang - Wen Tianxiang.

After a hard encounter, there are few stars around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, and the life experience is ups and downs.

The panicked beachhead said panic, and the zero ding sighed in the ocean.

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat.

I am proud, I am Chinese!

Tarzan is the heel on which I stand.

I am Chinese.

My ancestors were the first to come out of the forest, and my ancestors were the first to start farming.

I am a descendant of the compass and the printing press, and I am a descendant of pi and the geokinetic instrument.

In my nation, there are not only those who are immortal in the annals of history.

Confucius, Sima Qian, Li Zicheng, Sun Yat-sen, and those who are immortal in the history of literature.

Mulan, Lin Daiyu, Sun Wukong, Lu Zhishen.

I am proud, I am Chinese!

I am Chinese.

My rough voice like the Yellow River not only resounded in the United Nations building, loudly expressing China's arguments, but also resounded in the Olympic arena, shouting "China scores".

When applause sends China's flag to the blue sky, I hope I am Chinese!

I am Chinese.

My huge arm like the Great Wall doesn't just drill oil extractor drill pipes.

The prophecy of not being able to hit the center of the earth with oil also sent communication satellites to the ancestors.

There are no white clouds in my dreams.

When the five oceans listen to the voice of the East, I am proud, I am Chinese.

I am Chinese.

I am the successor of the murals of the Mogao Grottoes, and let the frescoes that are about to fly with us.

I am Feitian, and Feitian is us.

I am proud, I am Chinese!

2."I Use a Broken Palm" - Dai Wangshu.

I use a broken palm.

Groping for this vast land:

This corner is reduced to ashes, and the other corner is nothing but blood and mud;

This lake should be my hometown, in spring, the embankment is full of flowers like a brocade barrier, and the young willow branches are broken with a strange fragrance,)

I touched the algae and the slight coolness of the water;

The snow peaks of Changbai Mountain are so cold that they are bone-chilling, and the water of the Yellow River and the sediment slide out between the fingers;

The paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River are so soft ......Now there is only basil;

The lychee flowers in Lingnan are lonely and haggard, and over there, I dip in the bitter water of the South China Sea, where there are no fishing boats......

The invisible palm swept over the hateless country, the fingers were stained with blood and ash, the palm was stained with darkness, only the far corner was still intact, warm, bright, strong and vigorous.

On it, I caressed it with my broken palm, like a lover's soft hair, and a baby's hand milk.

I put all my power in the palm of my hand.

Stick it on it, and send love and all hope, for only there is the sun, and there is spring, which will drive out the darkness and bring resurrection, for only there we do not live like cattle, and die like ants, ......There, eternal China!

I love this land".

Ai Qing If I were a bird, I should also sing with a hoarse throat:

This storm-stricken land, this river of grief that forever rags with us, this angry wind that blows endlessly, and the ...... of the dawn that comes from the woods

Then I died, and even my feathers rotted in the ground.

Why do I always have tears in my eyes?

Because I love this land so much......

November 17, 1938.

Chunwang Tang Du Fu.

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring. When I feel the tears, I hate the birds. The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars. The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming.

Lu You's "November 4th Wind and Rain".

The zombie and lonely village does not mourn, and Shang Si is the national military wheel.

Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier fell into a dream.

Du Fu's "Spring Hope".

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring.

When I feel the tears, I hate the birds.

The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars.

The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming.

The god is the soul of the dead, and the soul is the ghost. - Qu Yuan, "National Martyrdom".

All men are mortal? Keep Dan in mind. - Wen Tianxiang, "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang".

Only solve the battlefield and die for the country, why should the horse leather shroud be returned. - Xu Xilin, "Out of the Stopper".

One inch of Dan's heart wants to serve the country, and two lines of tears are missing relatives. ——Yu Qian, "Feelings for the Beginning of Spring".

Xiaolai thinks about serving the country, not loving the marquis. - Cen Shen "Sending People to Anxi".

Alack! Although the three households of Chu can die in Qin, how can there be no one in China! - Lu You's "Golden Wrong Knife Walk".

The dead Yuan knows that everything is empty, but the sorrow is not the same as Kyushu. Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng. - Lu You, "Shi'er".

Crossing zero Ding Yang. Song ] Wen Tianxiang.

Original. After a hard encounter, there are few stars around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, and the life experience is ups and downs.

The panicked beachhead said panic, and the zero ding sighed in the ocean.

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat.

Translations. Looking back on my early years, I went through a lot of hard work from the imperial examination to the military, and now I have survived four years after the war has subsided.

The country is in danger like catkins in a storm, and individuals are like duckweed in a shower.

The fiasco of the Panic Beach makes me still panic to this day, and I am lonely and miserable when I am trapped in the Yuan.

Who has been immortal since ancient times? I want to leave a patriotic heart to reflect in the annals of history.

Shi'er, Lu You, Song Dynasty, died, Yuan knew that everything was empty, but he was sad and did not see Kyushu.

Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng.

Translation: I knew that after I died, I would have nothing, but I just felt sad that I couldn't see the unity of the country.

When the Great Song army regained the lost territory of the Central Plains, don't forget to tell me when you hold a family sacrifice! Hope!

Tang Dynasty poet Lu You, Shi'er, died Yuan knew that everything was empty, but the sadness did not see Kyushu with the same, Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Nai Weng, Li Qingzhao's life as a person and died as a ghost Xiong so far Si Xiang Yu refused to cross Jiangdong.

Southern Song Dynasty Lu You's (Shi'er): After his death, he knew that everything was empty, but he couldn't see Kyushu with his sorrow. Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and don't forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifice.

If you want to talk about patriotic poems, the first choice is Lu You's "Shi'er", the dead Yuan knows that everything is empty, but the sadness is not the same in Kyushu. Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng.

Summer quatrain. Li Qingzhao (Song).

Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost.

So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

Translation: If you are alive, you will be a hero among people, and if you die, you will be a hero among ghosts.

Now people are still thinking about Xiang Yu, just because they refuse to steal their lives.

Reward: The husband stands up to the sky, he should make contributions to the country in life, and he will be a ghost in death.

Never steal life, treat death as home!

Lu Liuliang "Huai".

Although the breeze is thin and difficult to, the bright moon does not shine on people.

The cold ice can't stop the flowing water, and the dead wood will spring again.

I love the motherland. Love China's Yangtze River.

The rushing river.

It condenses the wisdom of working people.

I love the motherland. Love the Great Wall of China.

The rolling dragon.

Lying prone on the land of China.

I love the motherland. Love every inch of China's territory.

The history of oppression is long gone.

A new China has been ushered in.

Ah, I love the Motherland!

O Motherland, my dear Motherland.

Patriotic poetry.

Motherland, what a great change you have taken in the past 60 years!

The founding of the People's Republic of China is a cry for the whole world

The Chinese people have stood up!

The implementation of reform and opening up has lifted the hesitation within the name!

Since the 21st century, your changes have become more pronounced.

From Kamiichi to Kamichi, from dirt paths to highways.

What a step forward that is!

Bidding for the Beijing Olympics is to carry yourself forward to the world!

Yes! Motherland, how great you are, my love for you is really unimaginable!

My motherland, you have a long history and a splendid culture.

You have come from ancient times, you have experienced the contention of a hundred schools of thought during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and you have witnessed the fierceness and cruelty of the struggle between Chu and Khan.

You created Tang poems, Song poems, Yuan songs, Ming and Qing dynasties, you carried out the evolution of words from small seals to regular scripts, and you unified weights and measures.

You have nurtured countless heroes, you have nurtured batch after batch of artistic talents, you have "Analects", "Historical Records", "Siku Quanshu", "Qingming Riverside Map" and ......You have the Qin Terracotta Warriors, the Potala Palace, the Forbidden City, Jinggang Mountain, ......

I am the old watermill by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years, and I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead.