Poems about red heroes 1. Poetry about revolution and heroes

The glory of the war is gone, and the smoke is no longer pervasive.

The soldier's soul soared and the general returned to the field;

Some people's names are engraved on this tall monument.

Their names frightened their enemies.

In the sunset, the sharp stone tablet is like a bayonet of blood.

In the twilight, low weeds covered the broken wall.

Festival salutes, songs and laughter came from distant cities.

Silence, I pay homage to the heroes of my predecessors in the cold wind.

Are they a group of coal diggers or a group of cultivators?

Did they snuggle up in the arms of a desirable beauty?

Are they wandering singers or weak scholars?

Why use hate bullets to kill their boredom?

Where are they from? Why did you leave home?

Why do they raise their swords and guns and fight for what?

Old lady YinShuang is her mother?

The young woman by the door is his family?

Look, the enemy is attacking me in phalanx.

Listen, the sound of machine guns and cannons makes the earth tremble.

Their blood has run out and their bodies can't be found.

The survivors were caught in another more cruel war.

They killed the enemy and were killed by another enemy.

Their lives were exchanged for a feast to celebrate the success of others.

Killing or being killed is the law of war.

No beautiful laurel can cover up bloody deception.

Come back, come back, come back.

The old woman dragged her broom and cried sadly.

Young women scattered snow-white paper money along the way.

A couple of children are playing hide-and-seek, which is really childish!

The wind sings softly, insects whisper, like crying and complaining,

The river is calm, Shan Ye is desolate, and the sky is full of stars.

Those bright stars are their incarnations?

They still look down on this miserable world in the sky!

Do they understand the full significance of that war?

Can all their ideals come true now?

Their names were stolen from the stone tablet by robbers,

The robbers are busy bluffing in the busy city!

I'm going home, I'll come again,

Come to the festival and mourn the hero with my poem!

Walking down the crumbling stone steps, a loud horn suddenly sounded in my ear.

Suddenly looking back, a group of heroic soldiers are training in the cold wind!

The dead Hua Lian team sacrificed to the martyrs who visited the grave one day.

In the night before dawn, Gao Fengshan lit a torch.

In order to solve people's livelihood, Yingjie is willing to bury wasteland!

The noble wind festival is handed down from generation to generation, the team day is clear, and the tomb of the hero is presented with flowers.

After the rain and dew, the new seedlings will become immortal trees!

Sprinkle blood on the battlefield,

The spirit of martyrs can be carried forward.

Sweep away the old feudal forces,

A new idea of establishing a republic.

There is no head and scattered sand in the darkness.

Follow the party and Qi Xin will shine brilliantly.

The legacy of the younger generation is inherited,

Enriching the people and strengthening the country with this health.

Car guns rumbling, heading south, military emergency.

When attacked by air, Yinghu Lake was splashed with blood and flew to the enemy.

The soldier was nameless and ruined, and he rushed to clean up people's worries.

The sun rises, the water gurgles, and the monument follows.

Seek liberation and resolve.

Please don't die. Keep fresh.

Justice should be unforgettable and memorable.

The elder sister was heartbroken and the martyr was buried in peace.

A thousand generations of red flags stand upright in the wind.

2. What are the ancient poems describing heroes?

1, set foot on a tall building to watch Qian Fan pass by, and the lights are dim; Leaning against the windowsill, watching the falling flowers and the rain beating the banana. Facing the cold west wind and looking at the faint ancient road, I will play a graceful tone for you, such as resentment, tears, and resentment; Turn on your voice and whisper. Sing for you, and sing your poems with tears in your eyes. The wind has stopped the dust and flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are not everything, I want to cry first, like a yellow flower, flowers and leaves falling in the cold wind; West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers. At this time, you are like a dead leaf blown by the wind, three points thinner than yellow flowers. Born a hero, died a ghost. So far, you miss Xiang Yu and refuse to be graceful and heroic in Jiangdong. You are the most talented poetess in the Song Dynasty.

2. The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Whether it is right and wrong or failure, it is empty now and has disappeared with the passage of time. Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets.

3. A hero, ambitious and confident, has the opportunity to hide the universe and breathe the air of heaven and earth.

4, an era of dusty characters, eternal hero grass.

5, the youth is dying, and the hero is falling. The spring of the villain is at this moment.

6. Fishing on the white-haired river is used to watch the spring breeze of autumn moon. I met an old friend and had a drink. How many things in the past and how many times have been put into the conversation.

7. The river of no return, a romantic figure with a long history. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

Looking back at Gong Jin, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time. He is handsome, holding a feather fan and wearing a black silk scarf, talking and laughing. Old country fugue, affectionate Ying Xiao Wo, early life in France and China. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.

3. Ancient poems about heroes

1, quatrains Song Liqingzhao

Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.

Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.

Translation:

People living in this world must be human and make outstanding contributions! Even if you die, you will become the overlord of the devil and lead the inferno!

I (referring to Li Qingzhao) still miss Xiang Yu when Chu and Han fought for the title. Because of defeat, I would rather die than face my elders in Jiangdong! What a spirit this is!

2, "Aftab" (choose one) Don Wang Changling

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

Translation:

Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, Yue Ming has set out from his hometown for an expedition to Wan Li as usual, but the soldiers have not returned yet. As long as the Dragon City Flying General Army (Li Guang) is still there, the enemy will not be allowed to cross the Yinshan Mountain.

3, "The Wall of Prison" Qing Tan Stone

Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.

My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.

Translation:

Even if the butcher knife is on my neck, I will laugh at the sky. The comrades who fled or stayed behind were all heroes like Kunlun Mountain.

4. Wen Song Tian Xiang, "Crossing the Ocean"

Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.

The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.

Translation:

Looking back, I experienced a lot of hardships when I entered the imperial examination in my early years, and now it has been four years since the end of the war.

The country is in danger like catkins in a strong wind, and individuals are like duckweeds in a shower.

I'm still afraid of the fiasco at Fear Beach. It's a pity that I'm alone in Yuan Lu.

Who can live forever since ancient times? I want to leave a patriotic heart that reflects history.

5, "Join the Army" (choose one) Don Wang Changling

There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

Translation:

Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds, and the continuous snow-capped mountains are bleak. Yumen, the ancient city of frontier fortress, is a grand pass, thousands of miles away, facing each other from afar. The soldiers guarding the border have been through many battles, their armor is worn out, their ambitions are immortal, and they will never return to their hometown until they defeat the invading enemy.

4. Ask for some ancient poems describing heroes

Visiting the ancient Betty Wong, Gou Jian broke Wu Gui, and the soldiers went home to do their best.

Maid-in-waiting is like a flower in Man Chun Hall, but only partridges are flying today. This is a nostalgic work, that is, the poet visited Yue Zhong (Tang Yuefu, now Shaoxing, Zhejiang) and wrote it down because of the famous events in its ancient history.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, wuyue and China competed for southern hegemony and became feuds. Gou Jian, King of Yue, was defeated by Fu Cha, King of Wu in 494 BC, and returned to China, where he avenged himself.

In 473 BC, he destroyed the State of Wu. This is the content of this poem.

Yan Ge Xing Gao Shi The northeast border of China was dark and filled with smoke and dust. In order to repel the barbaric invaders, our generals left their families behind. Stride forward together, looking like heroes should watch, and received the emperor's most cordial favor.

They walked through the elm pass with the sound of gongs and drums. They waved a row of flags around the stone tablet. Until their captain in Shahai gave the order with feathers, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.

The highlands and rivers on the outer border were cold and desolate, but soon the barbarians' horses ran wild in the wind and rain. Half of us were killed at the front, but the other half are still alive, and the beautiful girls are still singing and dancing for them at the camp.

In autumn, the desert is full of grass, the sun sets, and there are only a few surviving watchmen by the lonely wall. When you meet your enemy, you will despise him. However, despite what they have done, Elm Street is still not safe.

Still in the front line, the real clothes are thin, and it's time for Bai Weiling to look after his departure. Still in this southern city, the young wife's heart is broken, while the soldiers on the northern border are looking forward to going home in vain.

The wind cut off our progress, and there was nothing ahead in the place of death and blue void. Three times a day, the dark clouds of slaughter rose over the camp. All night, the drums on the hour trembled and gave a cold rumble.

Until the white sword is seen again, spattered with red blood, when death becomes a responsibility, who will stop to think about fame? However, when it comes to the hardships of desert war, today we will mention Li, a great general who lived a long time ago. Ge Yanxing is Gao Shi's masterpiece and a model of frontier poems in Tang Dynasty.

The first four sentences in the poem describe that during the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty, the Northeast was constantly invaded by the Japanese invaders, and Zhang Shousheng made outstanding contributions. It had no significance to the poet's thoughts, but it opened up a grand and open momentum for the whole poem, which was the common feature of frontier poems at that time.

"Stride forward together, look like a hero, and get the greatest favor from the emperor," from which we can appreciate the heroic demeanor of those who made contributions on the side in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Twelve sentences, from "from the golden drum cutting to Guan Yu Guan" to "despite everything they did, Yushu Guan is still unsafe", describe the whole process of the battle in detail.

There are endless marching routes, desolate frontier scenery, fierce attacks on the enemy and detailed descriptions of soldiers' bloody battlefields and so on. Vivid tone and vivid description.

Full of image. This special poet made a sharp contrast with "half of our soldiers died in the front line, but the other half are still alive, and beautiful girls are still singing and dancing for them in the barracks", and strongly condemned the decadent life of frontier generals.

These four sentences, "Still at the front line, armored and poorly dressed", describe the depression and despair of conscripts who can't go home because they have been guarding the border for a long time. The poets of "Nancheng still exists, the young woman is heartbroken, and the northern Xinjiang is empty" link the common thoughts of recruiters and young women in a montage way, which gives people a strong sense of tragedy in the image and has a shocking effect.

From "the anger of the wind, cutting us into progress" to the end of the whole poem, the poet's deep affection lies in the description of frontier life. Here, the poet not only expressed his aversion to war, but also expressed his admiration and desire for frontier generals like Li Guang. He also condemned the generals' bad behavior of not caring for their soldiers and being arrogant and extravagant.

The poet's emotional tone is very dignified, which reflects the pain of thinking in praise and criticism. Gao Shi's frontier poems are profound in content and tragic in style, and they are outstanding representatives of realistic poems in Tang Dynasty.

Cen, who participated in Gao Shi, all had the experience of military life and were good at seven-character ancient poems. Their poems all have the heroic spirit of serving the country generously and the spirit of struggle without fear of difficulties. Different from Gao Shi, he described the colorful life of frontier fortress more.

Magnificent romance is the keynote of Cen Can's frontier poems. Especially outstanding is Song of Snow in his masterpiece Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home.

Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu went home, and the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar Day. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.

Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.

The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.

In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.

I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. This poem expresses the feelings of seeing guests off at the Great Wall and seeing them off in the army, but it is not sad, but full of whimsy, romantic ideals and strong feelings, which makes people feel that the snowstorm on the Great Wall seems to be an object worthy of pondering and appreciating.

"Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." It is novel and imaginative to compare the snow in winter with the flowers in spring. Metaphor contains a vast and beautiful imagination, and at the same time, there is a vigorous and boundless spring between the lines. "Until dusk, when the snow collapses our tent, our frozen red flag can't fly in the wind", and the bright red with white snow as the background outside the tent is more harmonious with the snow scene.

Rich in connotation, distinctive and unique in artistic conception and strong in artistic appeal. Frontier poems in Tang Dynasty are like an impassioned symphony.

Formally, there are five words, seven words, short system and long story; From the content point of view, some express generosity, some describe exotic scenery, some praise the bravery of soldiers, and some condemn the cruelty of war; From the perspective of style, some poems are far-reaching and some are bold, which can be described as a hundred flowers blossom. After listening to this immortal poem, people touched the immortal soul. Although the memory is messy, the desolation and fleeting prosperity of the past are always touching and full of emotions.

From the army to Wang Changling, Qinghai, where the clouds are long and the snow mountains are dark, the lonely city looks at Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

When I was in Wang Changling, the moon set in the Qin Dynasty, but the Long March people didn't return it. But I let Longcheng fly. I didn't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain ... Yang Jiong went to Xijing with a bonfire, and he was not satisfied. I have a bow and a phoenix que, and an iron horse rides around Longcheng. The snow is dark and the flag is carved, and the wind is ringing. Being a centurion is better than being a scholar. Chen Tao swears to sweep the Xiongnu and five thousand mink brocade in Longxi. You're still a dream girl. William Wang Peach Blossom Cup, if you want to drink pipa, you should urge it immediately. Drunk in the sand and not laughing, I fought several wars in ancient times. Next song, Wang Changling drinks, my horse, while we cross the autumn waters! When we watch the sunset on the sandy plain, the stream is cold and the wind is like a sword. In a far, far place, the fuzzy old battlefield of Lintao was started by those long walls, which used to be the pride of everyone. The imperial city is full of antiquity and messy bones. After joining the army and marching north to the snow in Liyi Tianshan Mountain, the sea was cold and it was difficult to play the flute all the way.

5. Don't write a poem about a seven-character hero.

The timely rain Song Jiang sent Linjiang Xian > from Huacun, an official with a sword and a pen, Ying Xing in spirit, and more capable of helping the rich and the righteous.

Filial piety is called Guitu. Help the weak and help the poor, be generous and have a high reputation.

All sides say it's timely rain. Shandong Hu, a hero.

Jade Kirin Lu Junyi presented Fang Ting with bright eyes, eight eyebrows and nine feet as silver. Majestic, like a god.

Loyal to the liver, loyal to the sun, spit rainbow and aspire to lingyun. Qin Bing is well-known in Beijing, and Yuan is a wealthy family.

Kill ten thousand enemies, drive ten thousand horses, and annihilate a thousand troops. Serve the country wholeheartedly and make contributions.

Generosity is well known in the universe, and heroes are everywhere in Gankun. Mr. Lu's double name is Junyi, Hebei Jade Kirin.

Wu Yong, a multi-star with wisdom, sent a letter to Linjiang Xian. He read thousands of classics and was extremely clever all his life. Hidden in the chest are soldiers, and hidden in the abdomen are soldiers.

Strategy dares to deceive Zhuge Liang, but Chen Ping can't compete with talent, and a trick or two surprises ghosts and gods. Name: Scholar Wu, a famous intellectual.

Yunlong Gongsun Sheng, wearing a short brown robe, led Bashan, wore a variegated silk sash around his waist and a loose bronze sword on his back. The white meat foot is lined with multi-ear Ma Xie, and the cotton bag holds the turtle shell fan.

Eight eyebrows, almond eyes, square mouth, a tribe's cheek. Sword Guan Sheng sent Xijiangyue > Miao, a hero of the Han Dynasty, and his great-grandson three points.

The embroidered flag fluttered the heavenly soldiers, and the golden armor and green robes set each other off. The red hare is full of purple fog, and the dragon knife is cold.

Guan Sheng, a hero of Pudong County, is brave and brave. A message from Lin Chong, the head of the leopard, is "Xijiangyue".

Su Luo's robe is embroidered with branches, and the lion is covered with Qiong Yao. Zhang Ba's snake spear is tight and hard, and the frosted steeds hiss frequently.

Xiao Zhang Fei is called Manshan, and Lin Chong, the leopard head, is it. Thunderstorm Qin Ming sent Lin Jiangxian > on the helmet, the red tassel was red, the robe was bloody with orangutans, and the lion wore gold cymbals.

The cloud boots are painted green, and the turtle's back is covered with silver armor. Sitting on a horse is like an angry horse. The mace is densely embedded with copper nails, and when you are angry, your eyes will open.

Sex is like a thunderbolt, and the tiger will be Qin Ming. Shuang Bian Huyanzhuo express telegram Xijiang Yue > descendant of the founding hero, great-grandson of the first dynasty.

Family lash is the most energetic, and heroes are used to fighting in the Force. The sword can explore the tiger's den, and the bow can solve the group.

A general, he must be a Gankun, and Hu gained a great reputation. Xiao Huarong sent Lin Jiangxian with white teeth and red lips, fine eyebrows, clear eyebrows in the temples, and narrow waist and wide arms like apes.

Can ride a good and bad horse, love to let the sea go. Step through Yang Shen's arm, bow in autumn and clear moon, and carve arrows to send cold stars.

Known as Xiao Liguang, this species will be Huarong. Little whirlwind Chai Jin sends Xijiangyue > from generation to generation, the golden branches and jade leaves, the wind dragon and the sun are the first.

Dan Shu's iron coupons protect the family, and Wanli recruits talents. The way to entertain guests is harmonious, and money is full of spring.

A literate Meng Changjun and a clever little whirlwind Chai Jin. Mars sent Linjiang Fairy > storks with eyes like tigers' eyes and swallow apes with arms like wolves' waists, which were heroic and generous.

Love to ride a snow-white horse, happy with a crimson robe. There are five flying knives hidden behind, and the steel gun is obliquely embedded with silver bars.

Who dares to make mistakes in sex? Young-jin Lee is a strong man, and his name is flying in the sky.

Zhu Tong, bearded, sent Lin Jiangxian > loyalty, loyalty to the liver and bravery, proficient in martial arts, outstanding as a fruit hero. Bows can shoot tigers and swords can kill dragons.

A look of reverence for ghosts and gods, describing awe. Blushing like a heavy jujube.

Yunshang is reborn, and the person number is beautiful. Flower monk Lu sends a message to Partridge Sky > Since the beginning of Zen, Wan Li has been looking for a strong man.

Armed to the teeth, you were born with a murderous heart. Deceive the Buddha, drink Guanyin, and quit the knife and mord.

Don't look at that Buddhist monk, wine and meat shaman Lu. Traveler Song Wu sends a message to Xijiang Moon > It's freezing, covered with black fog, and the iron ring shines with autumn frost.

Cut your eyebrows long on your forehead and protect your head at the back. The number of beads on the parietal bone is bright white, and the miscellaneous velvet strips are light yellow.

Two steel knives and cold light, the image of Walker Song Wu. Two guns will shine brightly on both sides of Dong Ping, as simple as silver and armored as frost.

The water mill phoenix wing helmet is white, and the splendid unicorn uniform is green. A white dragon fights up and down, and two silver pythons fly.

Hedong is a brave and romantic general. It is Dong Ping who can make two guns.

Without an arrow, Zhang Qingshui's headscarf hides a red tassel, and the wolf's waist ape's arm is bruised. In the embroidered robe, there is a trace of deep blue.

Sitting on the side of the carved saddle, sapphire greets lightly. The precious stirrup of sunflower rings the mature copper bell.

Drag the pheasant's tail backwards and fly away with light hoofs. Gold rings sway, jade pythons scatter Zhu Ying.

The jewel-like stone head flies like a meteor. There is no need to use a strong bow and crossbow, and there is no need to ring a bell, but once you land, life will be empty.

Dong Jing rode a general, but Zhang Qing didn't have an arrow. Yang Zhi, the blue-faced beast, sent a message to Lin Jiangxian. He was an envoy of the imperial capital. Hua Shigang was tired and difficult, and the rainbow forced the cattle to keep out the cold.

Knives can defend the universe, bows can subvert the world. A tiger has a wolf's waist, and an ape has strong arms and a stable saddle.

The hero's voice is full of Liangshan heroes, known as the green-faced beast, and Yang Zhi is a military class. Xu Ning, the golden gunner, forwards Xijiang Yue, with a healthy arm and a straight bow, is lighter than Ma Rufei.

Bend two worms' eyebrows, and the phoenix is the son of the item. A thin armor scares the willow, and a black scarf is slanting.

I often accompany Garbo to serve Dan Yong, but Xu Ning, the hand of God, is unparalleled. Deep-water bomb Suo Chao sent Xijiang Moon > Dizzy, with heavy chain armour.

The flowers in the group are a little green, the robe is red, and the golden belt is double phoenix. The magpie draws a bow and hides it in the bag, and the spike arrow is inserted in the pot.

Carve a saddle to stabilize the dragon with a big axe. Linjiang Xian, a sect of Shen Xing Taibao generation, is a Cui Hua with wide lips, square, sharp eyes, slender and handsome figure and a soap towel beside him.

The yellow flag is cold, and the red thing reflects the placard. Two feet travel thousands of miles, sweaters often cause dust, and 800 miles return.

God is really Pacific, Dean Dai Zongcai. Li Kui jy, the black whirlwind, sent Xijiangyue > A black bear was thick and an iron cow was naughty as a whole.

I have red eyebrows and red eyes. Anger is as muddy as an iron brush and as ferocious as a sister-in-law.

The canopy crushed the ladder. Li Kui jy is really brave. He is an iron cow.

I have lived outside Huazhou for a long time. I used to be a farmer and I was used to martial arts. Three-pointed knife like snow, muddy red Ma Rulong.

Wearing armored chains and scarlet robes, jade carving is more exquisite. It's called Shi Jin in the Jianghu, nicknamed Nine Dragons.

6. Famous sayings describing heroes

Everyone will die one day; When my day comes, may my loyalty go down in history.

It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing. Don't be afraid of being smashed to pieces, leaving innocence in the world.

Life is lighter than a feather, and life is heavier than Mount Tai.

Heaven and earth are upright, in many ways. The stars are above and the rivers and mountains are below.

Only the people's souls are valuable, and only by carrying them forward can the people of China make real progress. -"Complete Works of Lu Xun"

After I die, I will send my ashes to my hometown ... bury them and plant an apple on them, so that I can finally repay my hometown land and my fellow villagers. -Peng

People not only have the right to love their country, patriotism is also an obligation and honor. -Xu Teli: How to implement patriotism education

Even if the world gives me treasures and honors, I don't want to leave my motherland, because even if my motherland is in shame, I still like, love and bless my motherland! -"I am Hungarian" and "Selected Poems of Petofi"

We can't help loving our motherland ... but this kind of love should not be passively satisfied with the status quo, but should actively hope to improve the status quo, ... and try our best to promote this. -belinsky

I would like to devote my life to scientific research and contribute to the birth and cultivation of my motherland and people. -Pavlov

No matter what I do, I always think that as long as my energy allows, I will serve my country first. -Selected Works of Pavlov

True patriotism should not be expressed in beautiful words, but in actions for the welfare of the motherland. -Dobro Lyubov.

When our country is enslaved, we French people have no right to leave our motherland. Madame Curie

Patriotism is like thirst. —— Ban Gu

The splendid rivers and mountains are packed, and the whole people are in charge. -Zhu De: "Send to the South"

A vain man looks at his name; Glorious people are watching the cause of the motherland. Marty

Science has no national boundaries, because it belongs to the wealth of all mankind and is the torch to illuminate the world, but scholars belong to the motherland. Pasteur

How great is the power of patriotism! In front of it, people's love for life and fear of suffering are nothing! What is man himself before it? Chernyshevski

I praise the motherland now, and I will praise it three times in the future. -Mayakovski: Selected Poems of Mayakovski

Generally in part; Who belongs to his motherland, then he does not belong to mankind. -belinsky: Biography of Reverend Vikpe.

Science has no national boundaries, but scientists have national boundaries. -Pavlov's centenary birthday

Patriotism multiplied by the enemy's hatred-only such patriotism can lead to victory. -ostrovsky: lectures, papers and letters.

Patriotism, like other moral feelings and beliefs, ennobles people, enables people to understand and love truly beautiful things more and more, experiences happiness from the perception of beautiful things, and tries every means to make beautiful things reflected in actions. -Kailov: Pedagogy

I dare not forget my motherland. -Lu you

Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. -gu

Known all over the world for what they have learned, it makes the country rich and strong, free from foreign aggression, and enough to stand on its own feet on the earth. -Zhan Tianyou

Heroes don't shed tears, and they don't shed tears on their enemies. The man is seven feet tall and is willing to donate money to the motherland. Chen Hui

The great river song turns eastward, and the dense group helps the poor; Ten years of broken walls, it is difficult to reward the sea and be a hero. -Zhou Enlai: "The Great River Songs Turn East"

Consistency is powerful, and controversy is easily conquered. -Aesop's fables

Always feel that the land of the motherland is at your feet, live with the collective, and remember that the collective has educated you. If one day you break away from the collective, that is the beginning of the end. -"Two Volumes of ostrovsky"