Kneel and beg for a poem in praise of the motherland!!!! Brief, memorized!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Qinyuan Spring National Day.

Thousands of miles of clear sky, magnificent mountains and rivers, red flags fluttering.

Look at the square circle of Kyushu, the whole world celebrates; The rivers sing, flowing everywhere.

Social stability, people's happiness, and a new chapter in reform and opening up.

New China, like the world's dragon, stands tall in the East.

Today's glory depends on the direction of the party, government and state policy.

Reminiscing about the eventful years, the lives are devastated; Li Min is difficult, and the night is boundless.

Bullets rained down, birth and death, in exchange for a new red sun.

When cherished, the rivers and mountains will always be red, and the earth will be long.

Forward is the goal you choose, and when you decide, you can't think backwards.

In front of you, never disturbed by difficulties and setbacks, only know.

If you don't pay, how can you get something back?!

Rush up! Rush forward bravely!!

That's your personality, that's your pride.

Perseverance is your energy, your beliefs

It's your reliance, persistence

It is the magic weapon of your victory.

Indomitable is the pride of your life.

Listen! The train of the times has been roaring forward.

Keep up with the times. Rush forward bravely and always towards the goal of your choice!!

Lovely motherland

Bai Qin Lingshi du Sheng poetry rhyme.

Your long and splendid history.

The water flows and the fire shines.

Cast into a broad and profound inner civilization.

Let me be proud and make me fascinated.

The Li River is charming and the Taishan is magnificent.

Your majestic and beautiful rivers and mountains.

The autumn moon is shining brightly, and the morning sun is shining.

Mosaic in the boundless east.

Fall in love with me, make me happy.

Dayu Shuchuan Sun Wen extinguished the Qing Dynasty.

Thy industrious and wise people.

The long wind is mighty, the thunder is shaking.

Open up a magnificent atmosphere.

Make me unyielding, make me strong.

The Motherland is in**

I'm coming, I shouted, bursting with blood and tears, this is not my China, no, no! ”

I have come, for I have heard you call me;

Whipping the wind of time, turning on a fire, I came, I don't know if it was an empty joy.

I'm meeting with a nightmare, where are you?

That's horror, it's a nightmare hanging on a cliff, that's not you, that's not my beloved!

I asked the blue sky, persecuting the wind on all sides, I asked, my fist against the bare chest of the earth, I couldn't ask for news, I cried and called you, vomited out a heart, you are in my heart!

You can copy which of the two songs you want, I hope it helps, :)

In the turbulent waves of the river Hukou Bai, I heard the long-lasting excitement.

Du gazed at the vast motherland that has not changed for thousands of years in the sea of snow of Zhumu Zhilangma, the great motherland.

It used to be the mountains and rivers of Rongjinge's iron horse and wolf smoke.

You are the wonder of the East, you are the immortal myth.

Through the long river of history, play the triumphant song of victory.

Feel the gaze of all on the top of the tower of the Oriental Pearl.

In the tunnel of the terracotta warriors, you can feel the ancient glory that has lasted for a long time.

O Motherland, great Motherland.

The mountains and rivers that have been baptized by the vicissitudes of war.

You are the giant of the East, you are the embodiment of the times.

The Three Gorges Dam cut off the clouds and rain in Wushan, and Shenzhou 5 showed a feat of aerospace, a prosperous and powerful motherland.

You are the shining pearl of the roof of the world, the rising China.

I love this land.

Ai Qing copy

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

This land was battered by storms.

The river of grief that forever rags over us, the 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 earth, why do I always have tears in my eyes?

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

Mommy, Mommy, what are you doing, haha, I'm pooping.

Greetings to friends.

I'm used to thinking of you like that.

Gently open your blog and read your thoughts.

In this pale blue memory, what else is there but missing?

Every day is like a cup of weak tea, but the thoughts are like the slight bitterness in the tea.

Loving someone is so bland, but thinking about someone is so heartbreaking.

When longing becomes a habit, can I still get back the original heartbeat?

What kind of fragility and decadence will I be in the sudden separation?

Will the distance be forgotten? I can't imagine.

Maybe I'm stuck in this habit.

There is a distance that cannot be crossed;

There is a longing that cannot be erased.

In his tired mind, his figure was conjured up, and finally it went blank.

I have nothing, a kind of empty watch.

The neon lights of the city are dazzling, and the gorgeous shop windows of the streets display the most beautiful symbols of love.

I'm just used to the blandness and quietness.

No matter how heavy the burden is, he is always unwilling to leave his shell.

It's just that when longing becomes a habit, can I still find the direction of love? Auspicious.

Bless the Motherland.

They all say that your flowers are really prosperous.

They all say that your fruit is very fruitful.

They all say that your land is so fertile.

They say that your path is so wide.

Motherland My Motherland.

Bless you my motherland.

I dedicate my magnificent youth to you.

May you always be young.

Happy forever. It is said that your beliefs will not change.

It is said that your flag does not fade.

It is said that you have never forgotten your bitterness and joy.

It is said that your singing will never fall.

Motherland My Motherland.

Bless you my motherland.

I dedicate my heart to you.

May you always be strong.

Forever thriving. Motherland My Motherland.

Bless you my motherland.

I dedicate my heart to you.

May you always be strong.

Forever thriving.

My homeland My homeland that I love so much. You are the rooster who roars high--- awakens the silence of the dawn, You are the dragon soaring into the sky--- the storm of the times, You are the majestic lion--- the majestic wind that dances in China, You are the origin of human wisdom --- ignite the spark of civilization. You have a sacred name, and that's China, that's China, my motherland.

My beloved motherland. I love my motherland deeply The beating heart beats the pulse of 5,000 years I love my motherland deeply The surging blood rushes the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River I love my motherland deeply The yellow ** is printed with the color left by my ancestors I love my motherland deeply The black eyes show a humble smile I love my motherland deeply Strong character stands up to the courage of Mount Tai I love my motherland deeply The vast sea is full of all my sustenance. My motherland, lovely China, you have created a glorious history, you have raised a great nation.

I am proud of your longevity, thousands of years of wind blowing will not break your upright back, I am proud of your strength, withstanding internal and external troubles, and overcoming the years. I am proud of your brightness The Chinese nation has firmly grasped its destiny I am proud of your spirit Reform is forging ahead with courage and opening up with great momentum.

O lovely motherland, no matter where I go, I hold your arm of strength, no matter where I live, you warm my heart. O dear motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century, you use speed, you use strength to create a miracle that shocks the world. You have carried out another more brilliant development with diligence and wisdom Motherland Motherland You are always full of hope Motherland Motherland You are always vigorous Motherland My dear motherland I am the old waterwheel on your river Weaving tired songs for hundreds of years I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead As you grope in the tunnel of history I am a shriveled ear of rice A roadbed in disrepair A barge on a silt beach Pull the rope deep into your shoulders - Motherland I am poverty I am sorrow I am your ancestors Painful hope It is the "flying sky" sleeve Flowers that have not fallen to the ground for thousands of years - O motherland.

The first-grade children recited patriotic poems I love my motherland.