Poems in praise of the autumn of the motherland, what are the poems in praise of autumn?

1, "My Motherland".

My motherland, the motherland I love so much.

You are the rooster who roars high—awakens the silence of dawn—you are the dragon that soars into the sky—the storm of the times, you are the majestic lion—the majestic wind that dances in 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.

My beloved motherland.

2, "Long Live the Motherland".

Long live the Motherland! It's like a chime ringing through the sky.

Every note is a thrilling spring thunder.

Long live the Motherland! One of the loudest compliments.

Tears filled my eyes.

Long live the Motherland! A chorus from 5,000 years.

It is as vivid and magnificent as the wind blows the wheat waves.

Visit the grassland and see the eagles roaring and the geese lining up.

Walk into the mountains and watch the scenery in the season reincarnate in the wind and birds.

The rising banner of the new century.

Let me cheer and revel in the majestic edifice.

Look at thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

There are infinite scenery and beauty.

Long live the Motherland! Standing tall is the green hills.

What refuses to fix one side is green water.

The immortality of the mountain has shaped the splendid beauty of 5,000 years.

The flow of water has flowed out of the prestige of 5,000 years.

In the midst of festive fireworks.

I'm a burning bud.

Long live the Motherland! A long call.

A magnificent compliment.

In the march of the people.

I am a grain of wheat on the coat of arms.

On the blossoming trees of the Motherland.

I'm a flying sub-gauge.

Long live the Motherland! Long live the Motherland.

How many dynasties are gone.

A generation of Tianjiao has also disappeared.

The palace of God has fallen.

There is only the Great Wall.

Immortal. Long live the Motherland! A hymn to my life.

The light in my blood.

In my lifetime.

Everything outside the body can be discarded.

The only thing that can't be parted with.

It is my dear motherland.

3, "I Love My Motherland".

I love my homeland.

Love her surging Yellow River and Yangtze River.

As well as the abundant "North Okura" and "Land of Fish and Rice".

Nurture us to grow.

I love my homeland.

Love her beautiful mountains and rivers, for our curious eyes.

Capture the joy. I love my homeland.

Love her rich "land of abundance".

and "Treasure Island" in the southeast corner

Make the land more fertile.

I love my homeland.

Love her at night in the Pearl of the Orient.

and the faint scent of rice in the countryside.

Intertwined with the achievements of the diversified development of the motherland.

I love my homeland.

Love the contours of the roof of her world.

and Mount Everest.

of majestic. Gather into the pride and happiness of the sons and daughters of China!

I love my homeland.

Love her crystallization that condenses the wisdom of the Chinese children.

Great wall. Standing on the territory of the Chinese nation.

Like an active elf.

I love my homeland.

Love the joy of the harvest of the working people.

and deep wrinkles on their faces.

They are the loveliest people in the world!

I love my homeland.

Love the people, and the soldiers are not afraid of hardships and dangers.

Courage in the face of disaster.

They are worthy of being the descendants of the dragon!

Poems praising the motherland include "Singing Praises to the Motherland".

The bright national flag fluttering high in the sky and sand flutters high in the heart of my dear motherland, and on the hearts of my dear brothers and sisters, the 1.3 billion sons and daughters of China; The solemn national emblem is inlaid on the tower of Tiananmen Square, the capital Beijing, and the faces of 56 ethnic groups on the great shore of China; The wheels of history have run over, leaving us with many extraordinary days and nights, and how many unforgettable fragments.

From 1921 to 1949, it was 28 years from the founding of the Party to the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it was a turning point in the destiny of the Chinese nation. Twenty-eight years of ups and downs, twenty-eight years of ups and downs, twenty-eight years of ups and downs, twenty-eight years of baptism of blood and fire, twenty-eight years of trials of life and death.

The brave Chinese people, wielding a golden inlaid knife, cut off the clutches of sin; Raise the axe of justice and break the closed shackles; The brave Chinese people, with boiling blood, rendered the flag of the republic; With a fiery heart, temper the backbone of the republic.

Motherland, once you, was a suffering mother, and we liberated you from the misery with an iron arm and a steel fist; Today, you are a giant who is moving forward, and we are willing to use the courage and sweat of youth to open up a new journey for you; At this moment, you are the national emblem and responsibility on the shoulders of the people's police, and we are willing to use the law to protect the family and uphold justice for the country.

Turning over the picture scroll of Chinese history, from 1949 to 2011, it was 62 years after the founding of the People's Republic of China and 62 years when the Chinese people worked hard to make the country strong.

The past 62 years have been a wave in the long river of human history and a magnificent color in the picture scroll of life.

Because you have already passed through the gloomy sky, you have already illuminated the lost ship, and guided, the unsinkable giant ship, to the warm harbor!

Poems in praise of autumn:1. There are many fallen leaves in the palmetto garden, and I know that it is autumn. - Reward Liu Chaisang".

2. The return date of Jun Wen is not scheduled, and the night rain in Bashan rises in the autumn pool. - Night Rain Sends North".

3. Solve the three autumn leaves, and open two fierce moon flowers. - Li Qiao, "Wind".

4. The autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly, and the grass and trees are yellow and the geese return to the south. - Autumn Wind Speech".

5. Muluo geese cross to the south, and the north wind is cold on the river. - Don Meng Haoran, "There is a Wai on the Early Cold River".

6. There is no distance in autumn, and you can go out to the cold mountains. - Gift to Lu Sihu".

7. Plant a grain of millet in spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. - Li Shen, "Compassion for Nong".

8. The autumn rotten town wind is moving, and the yellow clouds are high at dusk. - Gongbei Qiuxing sent Cui Mingyun".

9. Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know who the autumn thoughts will fall on. —Don Wangjian.

10. The cold mountains turn green, and the autumn water is murmuring. ——Gongchuan Idle Residence Presents Pei Xiucaidi".

11. Fengding Xiaoxuan has no fallen leaves, and the green insects are relatively spitting autumn silk. - Autumn

12. As soon as the cold city is overlooked, it is peaceful. - Dengwang in Xuancheng County

1.Autumn rain The drizzle disturbs the countryside, and the cool breeze is purple and swallowy. The clear water is clear and the lotus is emerald, and the flowers are full of jade tears.

2.Autumn real dress up Sun The wind is stupid with the cool summer and the morning dew is crystal clear and the rice hall is fragrant. The water and ducks are happy, and the maple leaves in the distant mountains are drunk and red.

My motherland, the motherland I love so much. You are the rooster that roars high—awakens the silence of dawn, You are the dragon that soars into the sky—the storm of the times, You are the majestic lion—the majestic wind that dances the burying of China, You are the origin of the hidden human wisdom—the spark that ignites civilization. You have a sacred name, and that is China!

That's China, my motherland. My beloved motherland is ready. 2, "Long Live the Motherland" Long live the motherland!

Like a chime bell ringing through the sky Every note is a thrilling spring thunder Long live the motherland! One of the loudest compliments filled my eyes with tears in my eyes.

The poems in praise of autumn are as follows:

1. In autumn, the water is reddish. The grass and trees face the sky, and the white clouds surge. On the river, sail to compete.

The joys and sorrows of a generation, hunger or desolation. Under autumn, the rain rests. The shepherds reap the endless withered yellow.

I stepped through a pond from my past life. The sun is covered with dust, and the rays forbid sorrow. Under autumn, the mountains turn to peaks.

2. The grain lay down on his side, and his father wiped a handful of sweat. The chimney it wants to sing, the turban that the mother flutters in the wind. I heard a beautiful echo in the field.

Under the fall, I stand in the middle of it. There is wine under the bright moon. Hand in hand with the shadows.

I'm going to sing a song for three.

3. Hike in the fall. You need good friends and friends, and the autumn wind is a horse. I need a Tang old man to grasp it and point me out.

Pointing to the place, fertile fields, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and again, autumn is golden. And I will howl, I will rejoice, I will let the horse's hooves step over. Where Tang Jun was pointing.

Brother, you owe me a glass of wine. We are reunited in our hometown.

4. It seems that osmanthus is still fragrant in August. You came by car, and the deceased had prepared the chicken. You drive and don't have an old mother at home. One come and one goodbye fills two years. We're going to lose to time. We always win friendships.

5. Autumn is beautiful. Looking at the maple leaves of the petals. In Pianran.

I have a hunch. Its life burns like fire. If you can make wine under the belly.

Wake up. I still want to. Keep intoxicated.

Autumn is ripe. Like an elegant woman. The aroma is sultry.

Don't care. Stand in front of the men. Instantly.

It becomes a beautiful scenery.