My Motherland Poetry 1

That is China, my motherland. Below are the poems about my motherland that I have collected. Welcome to read and refer to them~

Motherland, what a sacred word,

Motherland has long been rooted in my heart.

Five thousand years ago, the jasper dragon raised its head and roared.

Five thousand years later, the five-star red flag was planted on the top of the mountain.

The ethical knowledge of the Four Books and Five Classics is memorized in my heart. ,

The enterprising spirit of hanging beams and thorns urges me to move forward,

A prose poem with beautiful words,

Each chapter is filled with glorious history Classics,

Reunion of the He family in the Mid-Autumn Festival with strong family ties,

Congratulations on the New Year in the joyful Spring Festival.

Every word, every thing,

The figure of the motherland shines in it.

The motherland cannot tolerate any stain,

The motherland cannot tolerate any oppression,

The motherland is not afraid of any wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

The gunfire of the Wuchang Uprising still echoes over Tiananmen Square.

The footprints of the Long March still remain on the track of the Long March.

The appearance of New China is like a peony. Bright.

There are tracks of "Shenzhou" in the bright starry sky,

There are amazing oil fields all over Daqing,

The rice plants are rich and full,

< p> One after another, national treasures traveled far to the west,

Strange rumors reached our ears,

Smiling faces filled the city and countryside.

Each treasure shocks the world,

Every beautiful scene is unforgettable,

Each kind of folk custom is unheard of,

Each person "Lei Feng" keeps appearing.

The motherland is a great collective,

The motherland has fifty-six brilliant flowers,

The motherland has world-famous geographical dangers,

There are 1.3 billion people in the motherland who are marching forward bravely.

I am proud of my motherland,

I am proud of my motherland,

No matter when and where I am,

My motherland is close to me My heartstrings.

My Motherland Poetry 2

When the first ray of morning light in the east

Wipes the green hillsides with red

The melody of "The East is Red"

Warmed my young heart

Bathed in the morning sun

In the sound of reading

I said loudly

Be a postman Knocking gently on the door knocker

The farmyard is filled with cheerful spring scenery

The thin admission notice

flows through pairs of rough hands

Through my father’s tearful eyes

Concentrating on the curling smoke and the majestic green mountains

I said gratefully

Being a sickle and an ax flag

Unfolding the colors of blood and fire

The faces of countless martyrs

flash across my heart

--for* Strive for communism for life

Hitting the eardrums heavily

I solemnly said

When the Wenchuan earthquake

shook the mountains and rivers of China

Chinese sky

Carrying painful radio waves

Staring at the five-star red flag that slowly lowered to half level

Watching the young soldiers nervously standing on the ruins Running around

I said firmly

When the storm of 1963

slipped quietly outside the window

From two bombs and one satellite to Zhai Zhigang Spacewalk

From the realization of the Olympic dream to the waves in the Gulf of Aden

The unforgettable first five-star red flag raised in Tiananmen Square

The unforgettable chief designer Nan The sound of trust while patrolling

I proudly speak of my motherland Poetry 3

Missing my hometown

When I set foot on the sail sailing south< /p>

Leaved my motherland.

Leave with tears and dreams.

To start a new life,

In your arms, I grow up happily

You surround us with mountains and rivers,

You raise your children with love.

I love my motherland,

I love my land,

Birthday;

I wish you the best from afar, < /p>

I wish my motherland will always be full of vitality,

I wish it will always be full of vitality.

Let your children love everything in the world forever/forever

Love you,

The strength for your children to embark on the journey.

To wander alone

To wander freely.

To pursue the deepest love for the motherland

To realize the highest expectations of love

To have you in my life

To watch over you

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I walked quietly from spring,

With blossoming lovesickness,

walked into your sea.

Listen to your love at night.

The summer is still hot and unbearable,

I turned into a big tree,

Looking at you silently,

From me Passing by,

I will protect you from the wind and rain under the scorching sun.

Let the wind entangle my thoughts,

In every night of need,

I will be by your side.

Autumn

An unforgettable season,

Turn my blessings to you,

into small boats,

Across the ocean, through thousands of mountains and rivers,

Flowing to your embrace,

Flowing to the harbor where you anchored me.

Winter

A cold year,

I would like to be your warm coat,

Watch you from the severe cold,

Blocking the wind and rain for you,

It was God who allowed me to meet you on this ordinary day,

Falling in love with you deeply,

Watching you quietly,

I am not a poet,

nor a prince charming,

Let me drive away your sorrow,

Watching for your arrival,

Sending you happiness,

Let me love you quietly,

I will never leave you throughout my life. .

Let me wait for you

Let me gently nestle on your shoulder,

Let the tears flow slowly,

Leaves blown by the wind,

falling to the ground.

Let me quietly stick to your ear,

Tell me what I miss,

The rainbow after the evening rain,

Leaving a flash point across the sky,

It seems to be you and me,

We can only meet each other in a distant place.

Let me look at your figure silently,

I was so familiar once,

But from now on I will be a stranger,

The mind of the sea is so broad,

The streams of finance merge into one hundred rivers,

I have forgotten your voice,

But I cannot forget your smile.

Let the wind blow away my thoughts about you,

My soul,

will pursue the god of happiness.

My bones

will turn into fresh air.

Flying in the fields,

Drifting in the sea.

I would like to turn into a butterfly in the next life,

Accompany your flower branches,

From waiting for the flowers to bloom,

to flowers Wither,

I will wait for you quietly,

I will never leave again.

Waiting for you in heaven

The existence of flowers

To set off your beauty

The tears of rain

Let you see me cry for you

The blowing of the wind

It is the forgotten memories of the years

I saw you in my dream

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The smile is still bright and sweet

In the place of your heart

But I am just a passerby

Who made me light up Gently

Walking out of your world

Walking so hurriedly but so far away

Cloud...

Me The sky in my heart

If I can’t see you again in this life

I’m here to pray for you

If I can’t meet you again in this life

I want to wait for you in heaven

Let me just like this

Bear the loneliness and desolation of the years

The silent night

I can't Falling asleep

I escaped from you

I left you and hurt you

My heart has died long ago

Let me wait in heaven You

No matter where you are in the world

After I die

My soul will look for you

Tell you

I still love you

I will wait for you in heaven in advance

I won’t let you cry alone

God allows us

Meet in heaven

Let me bear all the pain

I am willing too

I just want to die in front of you

Good people, I have the opportunity to wait for you in heaven. My Motherland Poetry 4

My. Motherland,

The mountains are towering,

The majestic peaks overlook history. The wind is blowing and the rain is falling,

The dusk is vast,

Let the wind and clouds pass by.

The solid back has withstood hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes of life.

My motherland,

The river is rushing,

The mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history,

The rapids advance bravely, /p>

Washing away a hundred years of filth,

The stormy waves crashing into the canyon have brought about many bumps in fate.

My motherland,

It has a vast land and rich resources,

The beautiful scenery has given birth to a magnificent traditional culture,

The desert is receiving the setting sun,

The bright moon intoxicates the lotus flowers,

How many bright civilizations are still shining on the vast land.

My motherland,

The hard-working people,

The fifty-six ethnic groups help each other,

The wonderful charm of the East,

The romance of humanistic features,

How many beautiful and moving legends have been passed down through the ages.

This is my motherland,

This is the motherland that I deeply love.

I love your long and splendid history,

I love the flowers on every inch of your land,

I love your beautiful and magnificent rivers and mountains,

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I love the tenacity and perseverance of your people. My Motherland Poetry 5

People often say that when you grow up, you must serve the motherland.

It is the motherland that has raised us up.

The motherland is a harmonious big family.

It is composed of thirty-two ethnic groups.

In this big family, we work hard and grow vigorously.

Thirty-two ethnic groups work together to form this beautiful and fertile China!

Recalling the past vicissitudes of the motherland:

How many brave soldiers lost their lives for the motherland.

How much bright red blood flows into the sky for the sake of the motherland.

Children of China, do you know that today’s beauty is all created by the motherland.

Without the motherland, we would not be able to survive at all!

My motherland, you have experienced so much wind, frost, rain and snow,

It is really not easy to still come out strong!

You have such steep and beautiful mountains and rivers,

Many foreign friends are amazed.

You have such beautiful rare and exotic grasses,

You have a strong and unyielding plum blossom soul and a persevering national soul!

Looking now,

The development of science and technology and the people's living and working in peace and contentment are all the result of the reform and opening up in xx years and the great changes in xx years.

However, your face is still so brilliant!

Therefore, we in the twentieth century,

, must study hard,

and make the greatest contribution to a better tomorrow for our motherland! My Motherland Poems 6

I have never heard a song,

It is so heroic,

I have never heard a song, < /p>

It’s so majestic,

I’ve never heard a song before,

It’s so kind,

I’ve never heard it Which song,

makes my heart surge.

Kiss you my motherland,

When I first heard your voice,

I fell deeply in love with you,

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I will tell you my heartfelt wishes.

Let me look up at the blue sky and white clouds,

Follow the figure of the white dove announcing the news,

Let me raise my hand to face the red flag,

The red flag Zhaozhan lifts my soul.

How I want to step onto the white clouds,

Listen to that nice song,

Go kiss the high mountains,

That kiss that gurgling water.

Go and kiss the tall buildings in the city,

Go and kiss the thick greenery in the countryside.

I saw the Great Wall dancing as the backbone of China,

I saw the Five Mountains holding up China’s Cui Wei,

I saw the Mother River surge into waves,

Blow the horn in the new century and march towards the future.

I hear yesterday’s bugles still ringing loudly,

I hear today’s war drums tugging at my heartstrings.

Oh, kiss you my motherland,

The mountains and rivers are paved with beauty,

The plains are blueprinted.

Oh, kiss you my motherland,

Let me sing this song,

I will always be your protector.

My Motherland Poetry 7

I love you, my motherland

My motherland, I love you

Gently with my hands

Caressing my heartbeat

Eyes looking in the direction of the motherland

Speaking noble and pious

I love the motherland

Like love My own life

I don’t know why

I love her

Walking on the country road

The farmer brother mooed Plowing cattle

And the folk songs floating in the fields

Her dense forests swaying in the wind

And the The Yangtze River and the Yellow River

The rushing of the turbulent rivers

The Great Wall left over from ancient times

always arouses infinite longing in my heart

I love the motherland

I love the wisps of cooking smoke

And the familiar language

The vast night

Let me Longing

And the vast grassland

The flickering bonfire

always brings me sweet dreams

I miss

Her threshing floor filled with grains

The busy image of my father

I miss that summer night

Farmers chilling under the big tree

Talking with homely laughter

I watched them

until midnight

< p> Nor will I feel sleepy

I love you

My beautiful motherland

And her honest and honest people

Long live the motherland

My motherland

I have never loved you so strongly

My motherland, your rich country

My mother

She has used her nutritious milk to nourish generations of people

Generations of God’s proud sons

Generations of poets and farmers

Generations of wise and capable people

When I stand on the towering hills

Looking up at the fertile mountains and rivers

A surging river

An invisible power rises in my heart

I will do my best to devote myself to this land I love so much

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My wish

I walk among the flowers

Looking forward to a kind of flower that will bloom forever

Dedicated to my dear motherland

May spring be with you

I am rafting in emotion

With a kind of innocent love in my heart

Dedicated to my beloved motherland

May beauty be with you

I sing joyfully in music

Sing a song for a better future

Dedicated to the great motherland

May the sun and moon be with you

China, my hometown

Standing on the ninth floor of the Great Wall

Looking at the north and south of the land of China

The black soil in the north is the granary of China

The yellow and red soil in the south is rich in wheat, beans and rice

Lüliang, Mount Tai, is lush and green

Raging water, the Yellow River and the Yangtze River

Rich China, my lovely hometown

Standing on the ninth floor of the Great Wall

Looking at China, the soil of the west

Cotton in Xinjiang, covered with snow

Tibetan antelopes fighting in groups

Himalayas, the roof of the world

Care for the sun, moon and stars in Sun Moon Lake

Beautiful China

China, my lovely hometown

Standing on the ninth floor of the Great Wall

Looking at China, the eastern seaboard

The bloodstains of Sino-Japanese War of Sino-Japanese War, leaving memories

Work hard to enrich the national defense strength

Shanghai and Qingdao, the world's business community

It will be a place where business prospers

Prosperous China, my lovely hometown

Standing on the ninth floor of the Great Wall

Looking at China, my lovely hometown

Civilized, democratic, harmonious, committed to prosperity

Freedom, equality, justice, guaranteed by the legal system

Technological development strives to be cutting-edge

Patriotism, dedication, friendliness, integrity, personal articles

A just China, My lovely hometown

My motherland, a strong mother

My motherland, a strong mother

She has gone through many vicissitudes of life and has rich experience

My motherland is a young mother

She has the temperament of a tall crow and is all-inclusive and kind

No matter where I go, she is always caring about me

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When I am surrounded by setbacks and hardships

She always reminds me: Be strong

When I am mercilessly insulted and scolded

She always warns me : Be tolerant

My motherland is a strong mother

She has endured hardships and has profound connotations

My motherland is a kind mother< /p>

She has a broad mind and cold coercion

No matter where I fall, she always gives me a smile

When I fall I have to admit defeat

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She smiled and said: Be strong

When I win, I will pursue you

She smiled and said: Be tolerant

My motherland, Young and kind-hearted mother

My motherland, strong mother My motherland poem 8

I miss my motherland late at night

I miss her at this time because< /p>

My heart can shake off the hustle and bustle

It floats far away like a clean cloud

Floating through the spring and autumn to the depths of the years

Picking up a piece of bronze or an oracle bone

It can also be like snowflakes falling in front of the window

Polish the sleepless eyes on the opposite side

Let’s wait together for the coming The rising dawn

My unfolding is far from strong and powerful

It cannot carry too many distant and heavy past events

Not far away the train passed by the North China Plain

The gaze gradually becomes hazy

Copying the tranquility of towns and villages

Simple silence and immediate satisfaction

Sickle and hammer Magnificent years

Working hard for the world is just to forge this moment

Late at night I like the grand but love the small even more

I think of the mountains and rivers and think of a bunch of wheat straw

The flames of war are extinguished and the beacon smoke rises again

The suffering is over and the hardships return

The mountains in the north have just been shattered

The floods in the south have overflowed the dam

Singing is always accompanied by tears...

Working hard day and night without any regrets

There is only my mother in this world

I I especially want to share some of the fatigue with her

Like a stroke of blue written into the sky

I always believe that my hometown

is a small part of her

I am the smallest part

We add up to make the territory of the motherland complete

Together we become the love that is spreading at this moment

The reason why I miss her so much is< /p>

I would like to think that she is like a drop of blood

Joining the waving of a flag happily

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There are at least two kinds of big birds flying in the night sky

The vigorousness in the east and the elegance in the west

This vast land is managed by the lunar calendar

Always sow and harvest in the same season

Give more sunshine to growth and shine

I only use a clear corner of the moon

Add a few grains at most Stars

Light up the road

She is concretely warm by my side

Can be easily carried into my arms and warm

If it is late at night Open my mind

Half of it is proud and the other half is proud

It is two parts of gratitude and two parts of wishing for my motherland. Poetry 9

It was a period of wind and rain. Years

The motherland suffered humiliation

It was a dark time

The land of China was sad

The Great Wall was sad and the Yellow River roared

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The mountains and rivers of the great motherland are broken and the lives are in ruins

It is being eroded by wolves with their claws and claws

The flames of war are filled with displacement

The suffering nation and the people are in dire straits

< p>Only lingering under the iron heel of the Japanese invaders.

Five thousand years of Chinese civilization have been brutally destroyed.

Human justice and conscience have been challenged.

Facing the frenzied imperialist powers

The Chinese people resisted vigorously

The 25,000-mile Long March is world-famous

The eight-year war of resistance Endless hardships

The heroic sons and daughters of China, with their hatred of family and country

composed an eternal masterpiece and heroic epic that shocked the world with their flesh and blood

Time flies by

The bright red party flag

After ninety-four years of baptism, it looks even more beautiful

The picturesque and solemn party emblem

Ninety-four years of tempering make me stronger

For the sickle to be sharper

For the hammer to be stronger

For the mother’s smile to be more comfortable

The harvest of the earth is more abundant

The children of the party

will inherit the spirit of the dragon

Follow the footsteps of heroes

Inherit the legacy of our ancestors Legacy

Striding forward on the road to revitalizing China My Motherland Poetry 10

In the dawn of dawn

You raised your head high

A firm expression and a tenacious will, accumulating strength

The silent birch forest gently shakes off the remaining dreams of the night

The rising tide of the Songhua River

Singing the joyful song of the new era

This white mountain and black water witness your awakening

We are waving away yesterday’s wasted time

Welcome the harvest in the sun

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Staring at the thousand-year-old snow on the Himalayan shawl

Looking up at the majesty of the Potala Palace towering in the clouds

The majesty of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau Majestic

The Taihang Qinling Mountains compose majesty

The Kunlun Mountains are your unyielding backbone

The Gobi sand sea shows your soaring courage

The Yangtze River and the Yellow River are your endlessly flowing blood

The criss-crossing railways and highways are your beating pulse

The Great Wall has passed through thousands of years of war

Standing tall with you The splendid history

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The years of your baptism of blood and fire are engraved on the oracle bones

The rich products and mineral deposits record the experiences of hundreds of millions of years. Vicissitudes

Zhang Qian and Zheng He are your messengers of civilization who look at the world and open their hearts

The four great inventions have made the world forever remember your name - China

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The dignified bronze ware exudes the calm atmosphere of Chinese culture

The elegant pottery is filled with the simplicity of the ancestors' folk customs

Beautiful blue and white porcelain , more like a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old

Showing off her grace shyly

Chinese calligraphy and painting with ease

The charm is continuous between splashing ink, that The elegance reveals the elegance and freedom of natural landscapes

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The contention of a hundred schools of thought in the pre-Qin period is the debate and thinking of human civilization

Songs of Chu, Fu of the Han Dynasty, Doctrine of the Mean , fusion constitutes the soul of the Han nation

Tang poetry is like riding a small boat through thousands of miles of blue waves

Song poetry is a dazzling pearl shining in a black lacquer plate< /p>

Yuan opera, as majestic and desolate as a strong man wielding his halberd

Miscellaneous novels of the Ming and Qing Dynasties try to break through the constraints of the times

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Thousands of years of history Inheritance, a century of humiliation

Today, my motherland

is magnificent and majestic

Touching the black soil of the North

Looking at the blue waves of the South China Sea

Let go of your search to the nine heavens

Walking on the road of human civilization, you are a wise elder

9.6 million square kilometers On the land of China

The sons and daughters of China are in your arms

Sweat in my arms and fight hard

On the occasion of your birthday, I raise a glass to congratulate you!

Blessings, tomorrow will be better

I love you - my motherland