Poems praising the motherland

In the usual study, work or life, everyone is familiar with poetry. In form, poetry is not based on sentences, but on behavior, and its branches are mainly based on rhythm rather than meaning. What poems have you read? The following are the poems about praising the motherland that I compiled for you for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

my motherland

My motherland,

My beloved motherland.

You are a rooster with your head held high, awakening the silence of the dawn.

You are a flying dragon-the wind and cloud of the all-powerful era,

You are a lion, dancing the glory of China.

You are the origin of human wisdom-igniting the spark of civilization.

You have a sacred name,

That's China!

That's China, my motherland.

My beloved motherland.

I love my motherland deeply,

The beating heart has been beating for 5 thousand years,

I love my motherland deeply,

Surging blood rushed to the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,

I love my motherland deeply,

Yellow skin is printed with the color left by ancestors,

I love my motherland deeply.

I love my motherland deeply.

Bless the motherland

Motherland, my motherland,

Bless you, my motherland.

They say your flowers are flourishing,

They say you are rich in fruit,

They say your land is very fertile,

They say your road is really wide.

Motherland, my motherland,

Bless you, my motherland.

I dedicate my brilliant youth to you,

May you always be young and happy.

Motherland, my motherland,

Bless you, my motherland.

They say your faith will not change,

They say your flag will not fade,

They say you never forget your joys and sorrows,

It is said that your singing will never stop.

Motherland, my motherland,

Bless you, my motherland.

I dedicate my heart to you,

May you always be strong,

Prosperity forever.

Motherland, my motherland,

Bless you, my motherland.

I dedicate my heart to you,

May you always be strong,

Prosperity forever.

Bless you, my motherland.

My motherland,

Do you ever remember,

Sixty years ago, in a stormy and riddled place,

You stood up trembling.

Tell the world with a powerful voice:

I stand up!

My motherland,

For 60 years,

You have gone through many vicissitudes without losing your pride!

The flood is merciless, she once ravaged you,

This infectious disease is stubborn. It once bothered you.

The wind and sand blew badly and once hit you.

Snow disaster is indifferent, it once froze you,

The earthquake was violent and destroyed you.

In the past few years,

Crisis, always eyeing.

Hold your head high, you carry everything!

My motherland,

You are a cactus in the desert,

Absorb nutrition, strive for sunshine,

Overcome drought, overcome poverty,

After suffering, but indomitable,

Rooted in the earth, endless,

With your thin body,

Protect peace in all directions.

My motherland,

Difficulties and hardships, Yucheng,

Recall the past,

Days of our lives!

Reform and opening up have opened up your future.

You step in, you step forward,

Self-reliance and self-improvement,

From food and clothing to well-off,

You showed the world the glory of Asia,

You have shown the charm of China to people all over the world!

My motherland,

Sixty years of tempering,

Xiangyun torch has realized your centennial Olympic dream.

The world cares about you, and the people embrace you!

My motherland,

You are my pride, I cheer for you.

My motherland,

Looking to the future,

The road ahead is still difficult,

However, glory and dreams,

Burn in our hearts forever!

I pray deeply for you, my motherland,

I hope you have a good trip.

Love my motherland from my heart! 》

one

Early in the morning, standing under a high stone tablet.

Calm pines and cypresses have a strong personality.

I, an unknown poet.

Write this group of poems against the breeze.

This is a group of affectionate poems.

To the martyrs and the bright five-star red flag.

For my country.

Come to the general's grave

Also stood in the battlefield filled with smoke.

I saw this in the loud charge.

The brave soldier fell in the gunfire.

I see bright red blood flowing.

I feel a force rushing inside and outside me.

Sit down, I have tears in my eyes.

Sitting on this slope in the war

Look up at the blue sky

My soul is in a cloud.

Hear lasting passion.

That is a rich and profound song.

Raise in the wind, a song

This opened my complex.

I often walk here.

Look at the pine and cypress standing solemnly.

Red soil and green plants are growing.

Similarly, it also grows the truest memory.

In that inspiring song

My dream is still galloping on the battlefield.

It's hard to forget: "Go ahead for the new China!"

two

The wind in spring is still a little cold.

But who will miss the season of publicizing life?

From the city to the countryside, every new species and life

Keep smiling with an original truth.

I saw some earth-shattering things.

Come out of a crack in the rock.

I saw blood rising in the grass.

Today, look back.

I stand at the peak of history.

Look at the roaring river, the angry nation.

I saw an unyielding soul burning with unyielding flame.

Yes, we never give in to fate.

We came from the dust and walked through the smoke.

History has written us in bright red blood.

Motherland, I woke up from the morning like this.

Not for feelings and tears.

Blew out a cavity of blood

Just protect your dignity with my bleeding heart.

Make your mind and body complete and unified.

Just on a deserted hillside

Write a poem and plant a tree.

At this moment, I held my head high.

In front of my motherland, I feel

My weakness has become strong.

Me, flowers and any birds.

Can wander in the river of life.

Or die in the forefront of national peril?

Indeed, we have no room for hesitation.

three

There is no boundary between pure May and warm June.

I picked up a cup of crimson liquid.

Welcome the bright moonlight and the loud sun.

The music played and the celebration songs danced.

There is a hand rising in the undulating echo.

Blue waves rippled in the sky, condensing passion.

My motherland! A cry broke out from the goblet.

At the moment, I don't want to call my motherland "mom"

Because in front of the motherland, I am too small and humble.

I am just an unknown poet, just like a country child.

Often awakened by some tender buds in spring.

They green every growing story in my heart.

So I learned to climb, run, think and mature.

I learned to pose like a river with tears in my eyes and a smile.

So, I traveled all over the country.

Your towering mountains and rushing rivers

Vast fields, boundless grasslands

Motherland, children of my motherland.

I touched your strong and determined bones.

Has quietly entered your life.

Until the depths of your blood

Then I began to think of myself as a seed.

Water, Poetry and Life

Plant on the land of the motherland

So, I use the purest voice.

Announce to the boundless sky

Am I a grass of the motherland, or

Red sorghum matured in autumn.

four

My country, if possible.

I also want to be an unknown poet.

Tap with my stiff fingers.

Poems that have been sleeping for thousands of years

And the purest heart in poetry.

I feel your spirit with a look up.

Your noble soul

The wet morning breeze swept over my face.

I feel you fall like a flower.

My beloved motherland!

You let a soul tell its strength in pain.

Facing the sun in the morning and facing the sea alone.

You brought me into the cycle of time and years.

Let my heart overflow with silence, fly high.

Love you deeply! my motherland

I'd rather be a clever bird.

Shuttle between the ancient riverbed and the modern fields.

Shuttle between the lines of blood.

This is a thinking bird, a bird from daydreaming.

With a cavity of loyalty to you and love without regret.

To spread your open mind and great love.

Why do I often have tears in my eyes?

Because I love my motherland from the bottom of my heart

Because I love this land deeply!

I love sunset, countryside, bonfires, wheat fields and sheep.

And horses that graze freely

Standing under the burning sky, my thoughts

My warmest tears and my blood are boiling!

I love my motherland

Standing on the ancient horizon

mother

1949

You said you saw the rising sun.

Born with severe pain.

The sunshine at eight or nine o'clock in the morning

Warm light ahead

Flower Sea in May

Mixed with the fragrance of zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival.

Yangtze river, great wall

Kiss the earth deeply.

The Yellow River flows in children's hearts.

Eight laurel seeds, five port wines.

Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan Mid-Autumn Festival

Toast and blessing.

1949

The hope that blooms on October 1st.

60 years later, the horn of progress was sounded again.

Mother, motherland, mother

On the ancient horizon

Today, I said I saw the rising sun.

With you, a radiant face.

my motherland

Mountains and rivers crossed by the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

China is brilliant everywhere.

Brilliant journey

Like a golden lamp

The lights lit up the sailing sails.

my motherland

You use your intelligent soul

Lead the public.

Open up a broad road.

Let the motherland be as beautiful as flowers.

Describe the magnificence of the East.

my motherland

A motherland as beautiful as flowers

From your soul

From your blueprint

Reading the burning soul

The hardships of opening up a brilliant tomorrow

my motherland

From the border to the coast

Have your charming beauty.

I have a simple feeling.

Send all your feelings to a distant place.

May the motherland be more prosperous and strong.

my motherland

Yellow River, Yangtze River, Great Wall

Cast ancient rivers and mountains.

Reform, opening up and development

Light up the world's vision

I am proud of the glory of my motherland.

my motherland

The dawn sun shines on me.

Hold a firm belief

Surge of fighting spirit

Become eternal persistence

Create a better tomorrow

Great motherland

The cradle of oriental civilization

Like a running train.

Facing the dawn of the century

Keep burning faith

Run towards a more brilliant future

My ancient and young motherland,

I am a seedling in your vast land,

Mother of the motherland

If there is no sunshine.

Flowers don't grow.

If there is no rain

Grass will not germinate.

Without you-the great motherland

We wouldn't have this life.

Mother of the motherland

How many outstanding Chinese sons and daughters have you trained?

In this vast land

How much laughter and sadness

Mother of the motherland

How many ups and downs have you experienced?

Under your careful care

Our children grow up happily.

How can we not love you?

You are like our kind mother.

No matter when and where

Always care about us selflessly.

Mother of the motherland

You're really great.

Under the blue sky that belongs to us

How can I not grow up?

Motherland, I am proud of you.

Motherland, I am proud of you. I want to make a gorgeous watch, so that my tall and straight body will be covered with the morning light. When I am a magnificent Tiananmen Square, the clouds will usher in the rising sun.

In the ear of history, the rumble and overwhelming echo of salute came, which is the echo of the vicissitudes of China. A giant looks down at the world,

Loud voice, resounded all over the world, China people * * * and the country was established! When the first five-star red flag Ran Ran was raised,

Flying in the bright sky, the people raised their heads, and the whole world saw it. The people of China stood up from now on! This period of history is magnificent, and the sunshine in October is described and impassioned.

Built a monument to stand in the east of the world.

A glorious era,

With strong hands,

He wrote a glorious chapter of the new China,

People proudly pointed out the direction.

Suffering mother,

Wipe the tears from your eyes,

Show your inner joy, be happy sincerely,

The motherland bravely moves towards prosperity.

Praise our history,

There is a myth that Pangu created the world.

Generate the light that shines with life.

Praise our history,

There are four great inventions,

Sow on this barren land.

Praise our history,

With the wisdom of Laozi and Confucius,

The flame of thousands of years of civilization has illuminated us.

Praise our history.

Motherland, my dear motherland.

I/am your brand-new ideal,

Just walked out of the mythical spider web;

I/am the germ of your snow quilt/ancient lotus;

I/am the whirlpool of your tears/laughter;

I am a new/snow-white starting line;

Yes/crimson dawn

Be/spray;

-the motherland!

I'm one billionth of you,

Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;

You/with scarred breasts

raise

Confused me, considerate me, boiling me;

Then/from my flesh and blood

get

Your richness, your glory, your freedom;

-the motherland,

My dear/motherland!

Praise the motherland

The green waves of the sun rolled on the sea,

According to the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland.

Let's use the brilliance of the sun,

Praise our dear motherland.

Lovely motherland,

Wherever I go,

I hold your arm of strength,

No matter where I live,

You have warmed my heart.

Lovely motherland,

You are the helmsman of the new century,

You use speed, you use strength,

Create miracles that shock the world.

You work hard and use your wisdom,

Has carried on another more brilliant development!

Motherland, motherland,

You are always full of hope,

Motherland, motherland,

You are always full of vigor and vitality!

A poem praising the motherland 1: I love you, our motherland! 》

I love you, our motherland!

Beautiful motherland, we know you in books,

You made us have a beautiful home.

You gave us precious life.

You gave us precious dignity.

What would we be without you?

It's on a battlefield full of sin.

Or forced to immigrate to Japan?

Motherland, I am proud of you, I am proud of you!

The spring of 2008 is a late spring.

A great earthquake that shocked the whole world.

Although it took away many brilliant lives like flowers.

But we still live and die together.

This is because I love you, our motherland!

Chapter 2: Motherland, my dear motherland.

Motherland, my dear motherland.

Motherland, I will light 63 red candles for you.

Who raised the bright five-star red flag for us?

Who laid a beautiful land of peace for us?

Who is it that holds high the noble head for us?

Who declared socialism for us?

It is you, my motherland, my dear motherland.

Fifty-six constellations and 56 flowers

Fifty-six brothers and sisters of ethnic minorities are a family.

Fifty-six languages converge into one sentence:

"Love my China!"

Motherland, my dear motherland.

Your children believe that.

The motherland's tomorrow will be better.

The world will have a better tomorrow.

The future of mankind will be better.

Chapter III: Motherland

The motherland exists for me,

I am the river of my motherland,

I am a pigeon of my motherland,

I am the flower of the motherland,

Snuggle up in mom's arms,

Bathed in the sun,

Breathing the cool air,

Enjoying my mother's love,

My heart is warm ... full of ... happiness. ...

Chapter Four: Singing the Motherland

Time carries the footsteps of history.

The earth has accumulated the essence of civilization.

I walked at the beginning of the century.

Think of the motherland, full of passion

Motherland-

here

I play a song for you.

Motherland, motherland-

You are the accumulation of a thousand years of history.

The confluence of civilizations.

You are the waterfall in Hukou of the Yellow River.

Snow covers the Tianshan Mountains.

You are dignified and profound.

Broad and broad

The surging river is your breath.

The boiling ocean is your blood.

You are the theme of the world.

Is everything in my life.

Motherland, motherland-

You are the cry of Tiananmen Gate.

The flaming flame of socialism

You are the horn of the people's revolution.

Sailing through the wind and waves

You are strong and confident.

Progress and avantgarde

The grand blueprint of socialism activates your wisdom.

The steaming rising sun in the east, generate, your vitality.

You are the creator of the world.

Socialist practitioner

Motherland, motherland-

You are the spring breeze along the South China Sea coast.

A touch of sunrise in Luohu village

You are the railroad track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

A Group of Derricks in Tarim Oilfield

You are far-sighted.

The boldness of execution stems from superb skills.

The great changes in the small fishing village have proved your courage.

People's smiles are about your greatness

Motherland-

You created life.

Change the world

Motherland, motherland-

You are the flag of world peace.

Messenger of human civilization and progress

You are a soldier who defends the truth.

A mother raising a child.

You are honest and caring.

Strong and kind

People all over the world admire your mind.

China children appreciate your maternal love.

Motherland-

You soothed the human suffering in the war.

Brought the dawn of peace

Motherland, motherland-

You have traveled through a thousand years of history and the world civilization.

You have always known that you are determined to live for Intel forever.

You are kind and caring, defending green peace.

We are proud to be your children.

We are proud of having such a motherland.

Motherland-

We are United with you.

We support you to move forward.

Your children believe that.

The motherland's tomorrow will be better.

The world will have a better tomorrow.

The future of mankind is better.

Chapter V: Great Motherland

Motherland, great motherland,

The Great Wall of Wan Li is the collective creation of ancient people in China.

It was created by thousands of Qian Qian ancestors with sweat.

Five thousand years of civilization flows slowly here.

Motherland, great motherland,

Mount Everest recorded the moment when the people of China stood up.

1960, China climbed the first peak in the world from the northern slope for the first time.

There, we left a deep footprint on the road to a strong country.

Motherland, great motherland,

"Shenzhou 5" flying into space is a successful exploration of the Millennium dream of the Chinese nation.

As the world appreciates the miracle of China,

A beautiful arc gently crossed from the sky of the universe.

Motherland, great motherland,

The Qinghai-Tibet Railway is a magical "heavenly road".

It is like a dragon, galloping on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau with thin air and changeable climate.

Fifty-six ethnic groups are closely United and live happily.

Motherland, great motherland,

In 2008, the Olympic flame was first lit in China.

The five-ring flag fluttered in the wind for a long time in China.

The burning passion in the hearts of China people will never go out.

Motherland, great motherland,

It has a long history and great momentum.

Motherland, great motherland,

Rising China, soaring China!

Chapter VI: My Motherland

my motherland

Motherland, mother!

My beloved motherland,

Just as bees can't live without flowers,

Children depend on their mother.

If you are the sea of Wang Yang,

I am a drop of water in your arms;

If I were a kite,

You are the kite string;

If you are the blue sky,

I am a happy bird.

Yesterday, you experienced many vicissitudes and scars.

Today, you are peaceful, prosperous and strong.

In the future, you will be invincible.

The roaring Yellow River is your boiling blood.

The vast land is your broad mind.

The winding Great Wall is your immortal spirit.

Fifty-six nationalities are your loyal sons and daughters.

Motherland! My beloved motherland.

I am proud of the descendants of the dragon!

On the backbone of the motherland

The autumn wind is roaring.

Paddy fields; The smell of rice

Scatter all over the floor

Drink a pot of incense and get drunk.

Heaven and earth in October

A road is flying.

As beautiful as a rainbow.

The new village is at both ends of the rainbow.

Bright, shiny; Shine, shine

Pomegranate opens its excited mouth.

A tooth accidentally fell on the ridge of the field.

Busy dealing with a group of ants

A boy with a sickle in his hand.

A bright smile on his face.

The chrysanthemum next door last night

Bloom in his heart

Autumn water, there was a seductive huqin.

Those red flowers

This is the sparrow's burning throat

Chorus with the piano

Today is your birthday.

My China

In the bright and warm sunshine

Gold and green are in the air.

reciprocate

Standing on the backbone of the motherland

I got rid of all the pain.

It's ok to be young.

Flapping three thousand miles of wings on the water.

Fly to Chaoyang

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