Please send some poems about the 60th anniversary of the National Day
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Please send some poems about the 60th anniversary of the National Day, I would like to take part in the recitation competition! Thank you
Questioner: a3841256 - Magic Apprentice Level 1 Best Answer National Day Poetry
Motherland, I'm proud of you
When the lofty Huabiao,
Let the upright body be clothed in the dawn,
When the majestic Tiananmen Square,
Let the wind and clouds usher in the east rising sun.
History's ear,
Came the rumbling echo of the salute,
That mountainous echo,
is the echo of China's vicissitudes.
A giant looked down on the world,
The loud voice,
the whole world heard,
Chinese People's Republic of China was founded!
When the first five-star red flag rose,
The flag of victory,
fluttering in the wind in the clear sky,
the people raised their heads,
the whole world saw,
The Chinese people have stood up since then!
The history of this grandeur,
Painting the October sunshine,
The momentum of this impassioned,
Built a monument standing in the east of the world.
Splendid epoch,
with a strong hand,
wrote the splendid chapter of the new China,
people proudly point to the mountains and rivers.
The suffering mother,
wiped away the tears in her eyes,
revealing the joy in her heart and heartily rejoicing,
the motherland is boldly moving towards prosperity and strength.
Eulogizing our history,
The myth of Pangu,
Bursting with the light of life.
Eulogize our history,
with the glory of the four great inventions,
sown on this barren land.
Eulogizing our history,
with the holy wisdom of Laozi and Confucius,
the sacred fire of thousands of years of civilization illuminates us.
Eulogize our history
National Day Poem I:
Qinyuanchun-National Day
Ten thousand miles of sunny skies, magnificent mountains and rivers, the red flag fluttering.
Looking at the square of the nine states, the whole heaven celebrates together; the rivers sing, and the fragrance flows everywhere.
Social stability, people's happiness, reform and opening up a new chapter.
New China, like the world's great dragon, stands in the East.
The splendor of the present day depends on the direction of the Party's policy.
Remembering the great days and years, when the people were in danger, and the night was long.
The rain of bullets and bullets, the birth and death of a newborn red sun.
When cherished, the river and mountains will always be red, and the earth will last forever.
National Day Poem II:
Motherland, I am proud of you!
When the lofty Huabiao,
Let the upright body put on the dawn,
When the majestic Tian'anmen,
Let the wind and clouds usher in the rising sun.
History's ear,
Came the rumbling echo of the salute,
That mountainous echo,
is the echo of China's vicissitudes.
A giant looked down on the world,
The loud voice,
the whole world heard,
Chinese People's Republic of China was founded!
When the first five-star red flag rose,
The flag of victory,
fluttering in the wind in the clear sky,
the people raised their heads,
the whole world saw,
The Chinese people have stood up since then!
National Day Poem 3:
My Motherland
My motherland,
My motherland which I love y.
You are the rooster ----- waking up the silence of the dawn,
You are the dragon ----- rebuking the winds and clouds of the times,
You are the lion ----- dancing in the majestic winds of the Divine Kingdom,
You are the origin of human wisdom ----- igniting the spark of civilization.
You have a sacred name,
that is China!
That is China, my motherland.
My beloved country.
I am y in love with my motherland,
The beating heart beats with the pulse of 5,000 years,
I am y in love with my motherland,
The surging blood rushes with the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,
I am y in love with my motherland,
The yellow skin is imprinted with the color of the ancestor's legacy,
I am love my country y,
......
The sky is clear, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the red flag is flying.
Looking at the square of the nine states, the sky celebrates the same; the river sings, the fragrance of the land.
Social stability, people's happiness, reform and opening up a new chapter.
New China, like the world's great dragon, stands in the East.
The splendor of the present day is due to the direction of the Party's policy.
Remembering the glorious days, the people were in a terrible plight, and the night was long and uncertain.
The rain of bullets and bullets, and the red sun for the newborn.
When you cherish, you can always keep the rivers and mountains red, and the earth will last forever.
Watch the world change,
Celebrate the 49th anniversary of the founding of China.
China's virtues have a long history
Heroes come out in glory.
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I love the flowers of October in my country
I love the flowers of October in my country
I love the flowers of October in my country
I love the flowers of October in my country
I love the flowers of October in my country
I love the flowers of October in my country
I love the flowers of October in my country
I love the flowers of October in my country
It's so splendid and glorious.
Because she has a fragrance in my heart
From the peach blossoms in the north in the spring
to the fragrance of rice in Hainan in the winter
From the lychee-filled villages in Fujian in the summer
The flower of October in our country, I love the flower of October in our country
I love the flower of October in our country.
From the mountain villages of Fujian in the summer when the lychee trees are full,
to the fruits of Turpan in the fall when the grapes are ripe,
The colorful flowers are opening every day,
and the harvests are in sight in every season,
and in these fragrances,
I see the most splendid sights. -
And her snowy white and turquoise,
Beautiful as the clear sky at dawn,
The hope of the future ......
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There are a few, so take your pick!
We love you, China!
When the brilliant sun jumps out of the turquoise waves of the East China Sea,
The Pamir Plateau still shines with stars.
While the northern part of the country is still a world wrapped in silver,
the southern border has long been overflowing with the color of spring.
We love you, China!
We love you-
The beauty of Guilin's mountains,
The beauty of Hangzhou's West Lake,
The beauty of Mount Huangshan and Mount Lu,
The beauty of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,
The beauty of the Yellow River,
The beauty of the Yellow River and the Yellow River.
We love you-
The fragrance of Longjing Tea,
The pure beauty of Moutai Wine;
The polished splendor of Jiangnan Silk,
The heavenly palace of Jingdezhen Ceramics.
We love you-
The moonlight in front of the Dai family's bamboo house,
The towering Potala Palace on the roof of the world;
Tulufan's grapes, Hami's melons,
Sheep on the prairie, camels on the Gobi Beach.
We love you-
The ancient song played by the bells of the Warring States
The new song written by the revolution and opening up,
The rolling tide of spring that surges across the miles of God's country
The fire of hope that is kindled in our motherland,
We love you-
The struggle that writes the history book,
The struggle that writes the history book.
The history book,
The fruit of sweat,
The greatness of the pine tree, the purity of the plum blossom
The broad-mindedness, the grandeur
We're proud of you, we're proud
We're striving to develop, we're pioneering
You're the strongest of all the world's peoples,
We love you, China!
Dai Wangshu's "I Use My Broken Palm"
I use my broken palm
to feel this vast land:
This corner has turned to ashes,
that corner is just blood and mud;
This lake should be my hometown,
(in the spring, the embankment is like a brocade of flowers,
the tender willow branches are broken off There is a strange fragrance.)
I touch the yellow floating heart and the water's slight coldness;
The snowy peaks of this Changbai Mountain are cold to the bone,
The water of this Yellow River slips out of my fingers with mud and sand;
The watery fields of the south of the Yangtze River were so soft that they are now only covered with artemesia;
The lychee blossoms of the south of the Yangtze River pine away in lonely pines,
The lychee flowers of the south of the Yangtze River pine away in lonely pines.
To the end of the other side, I dipped into the bitter water of the South China Sea without fishing boats ......
Invisible palms swept over the hate-free rivers and mountains,
Fingers stained with blood and ash, palms stained with gloom,
Only the corner of that faraway land is still intact,
Warm, bright, solid And flourished with spring.
On that, I caressed it with my crippled palm,
like a lover's hair, a baby's breast.
I put all my strength in the palm of my hand
Attached to it, with love and all hope,
For there alone is the sun, the spring,
Which will banish the gloom, and bring forth the rebirth,
For there alone we do not live like cattle,
Die like ants... ...there, eternal China!
Shu Ting, "My Motherland, My Dear Motherland"
I am the worn-out old waterwheel on your river
spinning a tired song for hundreds of years;
I am the smoky miner's lamp on your forehead
shining on your snail's pace through the tunnels of history;
I am the parched ear of rice; I am a disrepairing roadbed; I am a barge on the silty beach
I am a barge on the river, a barge on the river; I am a barge on the river, a barge on the river.
I am the barge on the silted beach
that pulls the rope deep
into your shoulders;
- O Motherland!
I am poor,
I am sad.
I am the hope of your grandparents'
pain,
the flower that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years between the sleeves of the "Flying Sky";
--O motherland!
I am your new ideals,
fresh from the cobwebs of myths;
I am the germ of the ancient lotus under the blanket of snow;
I am the smile of your tears;
I am the freshly-painted, snow-white starting line;
the crimson dawn
spewing out;
--O Motherland! -- O Motherland!
I am one billionth of you
the sum of your nine and six hundred thousand squares;
with your bruised breasts
you feed
the perplexed, the thoughtful, the seething me;
then from my flesh and blood
get
your; riches, your glory, your freedom;
- O motherland,
my dear motherland!
Wen Yiduo, "A Word"
There is a word that is a curse when uttered,
there is a word that can light a fire.
Don't look at the five thousand years without saying it,
Can you guess the silence of the volcano?
Maybe it's suddenly possessed,
Suddenly a thunderbolt in the blue sky
exploded:
"Our China!"
What am I supposed to say today?
If you don't believe in the blossoming of the iron tree,
then there is one thing you should listen to:
When the volcano can't hold back its silence,
don't shiver, stick out your tongue, and pause your feet,
wait until there's a thunderbolt from the blue sky
Blasting out:
"Our China. "
<<My motherland>>
My motherland,
My motherland,
Mountains towering,
Majestic peaks overlooking the history of the winds of the rains,
Twilight,
Will let the wind and clouds swept by.
The solid back of the top of the hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes from the calm.
My motherland,
The great river rushes,
The vast torrent rushes through the whirlpool of the history of tumbling,
The rapids courageous,
Wash away a hundred years of dirt,
The shocking waves beat the canyon surging up the many bumps in the destiny of the.
My motherland,
The land is vast,
The beautiful scenery has produced a magnificent traditional culture,
The desert is closed to the sun,
The moon is drunk on the lotus,
How many bright civilizations on the vast land are still glittering.
My motherland,
People are industrious,
Fifty-six nationalities are together,
The splendor of the Oriental charm,
Humanistic style of the flow,
Thousands of beautiful and touching legends have been passed down through the ages.
This is my motherland,
This is my motherland that I y love.
I love your long and splendid history,
I love the flowers on every inch of your land,
I love your magnificent scenery and mountains,
I love the character of your people's tenacity and perseverance.
My motherland,
My motherland which I love y.
You are the rooster ----- waking up the silence of the dawn,
You are the dragon ----- rebuking the winds and clouds of the times,
You are the majestic lion ----- dancing the majestic winds of the Divine Kingdom,
You are the origin of the human wisdom ----- igniting the starry flame of civilization.
You have a sacred name,
that is China!
That is China, O my motherland.
My country which I love y.
I am y in love with my motherland,
The beating heart beats with the pulse of five thousand years,
I am y in love with my motherland,
The surging blood rushes with the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,
I am y in love with my motherland,
The yellow skin is imprinted with the color left by our ancestors,
I am I love my country y,
Black eyes show a humble smile,
I love my country y,
The strong character is uplifted with the spirit of Tarzan,
I love my country y,
The vast sea border is filled with all my hopes.
My motherland,
Lovely China,
You have created a glorious history,
You have nurtured a great nation.
I am proud of your longevity,
Thousands of years of gale force winds could not break your back,
I am proud of your strength,
Resisting the internal and external troubles to break through the years of wasted time.
I am proud of your brightness,
The Chinese nation has taken its destiny into its own hands,
I am proud of your spirit,
Reforms are going forward and opening up in a magnificent way.
Lovely motherland,
Wherever I go,
I hold your arm of strength,
Wherever I live,
You warm my heart.
Lovely motherland,
You hold the rudder of the new century,
You use the speed, you use the strength,
Creating the miracle that shocked the world.
You use hard work, you use wisdom,
conducted another more brilliant pioneering!
Motherland, motherland,
You are always full of hope,
Motherland, motherland,
You are always vigorous!
Responders: Feathers and Wings - Hussar 17th level 2009-5-22 20:32
Found a few songs, take your pick!
We love you O China!
When the brilliant sun jumps out of the blue waves of the East China Sea,
The Pamir Plateau is still starry.
While the northern part of the country is still a world wrapped in silver,
the southern border has long been overflowing with the color of spring.
We love you, China!
We love you-
The beauty of Guilin's mountains,
The beauty of Hangzhou's West Lake,
The beauty of Mount Huangshan and Mount Lu,
The beauty of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,
The beauty of the Yellow River,
The beauty of the Yellow River and the Yellow River.
We love you-
The fragrance of Longjing Tea,
The pure beauty of Moutai Wine;
The polished splendor of Jiangnan Silk,
The heavenly palace of Jingdezhen Ceramics.
We love you-
The moonlight in front of the Dai family's bamboo house,
The towering Potala Palace on the roof of the world;
Tulufan's grapes, Hami's melons,
Sheep on the prairie, camels on the Gobi Beach.
We love you-
The ancient song played by the bells of the Warring States
The new song written by the revolution and opening up,
The rolling tide of spring that surges across the miles of God's country
The fire of hope that is kindled in our motherland,
We love you-
The struggle that writes the history book,
The struggle that writes the history book.
The history book,
The fruit of sweat,
The greatness of the pine tree, the purity of the plum blossom
The broad-mindedness, the grandeur
We're proud of you, we're proud
We're striving to develop, we're pioneering
You're the strongest of all the world's peoples,
We love you, China!
Dai Wangshu's "I Use My Broken Palm"
I use my broken palm
to feel this vast land:
This corner has turned to ashes,
that corner is just blood and mud;
This lake should be my hometown,
(in the spring, the embankment is like a brocade of flowers,
the tender willow branches break off There is a strange fragrance.)
I touch the yellow floating heart and the water's slight coldness;
The snowy peaks of this Changbai Mountain are cold to the bone,
The water of this Yellow River slips out of my fingers with mud and sand;
The watery fields of the south of the Yangtze River were so soft that they are now only covered with artemesia;
The lychee blossoms of the south of the Yangtze River pine away in lonely pines,
The lychee flowers of the south of the mountain pine away in lonely pines.
To the end of the other side, I dipped into the bitter water of the South China Sea without fishing boats ......
Invisible palms swept over the hate-free rivers and mountains,
Fingers stained with blood and ash, palms stained with gloom,
Only the corner of that faraway land is still intact,
Warm, bright, solid And flourished with spring.
On that, I caressed it with my crippled palm,
like a lover's hair, a baby's breast.
I put all my strength in the palm of my hand
Attached to it, with love and all hope,
For there alone is the sun, the spring,
Which will banish the gloom, and bring forth the rebirth,
For there alone we do not live like cattle,
Die like ants... ...there, eternal China!
Shu Ting, "My Motherland, My Dear Motherland"
I am the worn-out old waterwheel on your river
spinning a tired song for hundreds of years;
I am the smoky miner's lamp on your forehead
shining on your snail's pace through the tunnels of history;
I am the parched ear of rice; I am a disrepairing roadbed; I am a barge on the silty beach
I am a barge on the river, a barge on the river; I am a barge on the river, a barge on the river.
I am the barge on the silted beach
that strangles the rope deep into your shoulders
- O Motherland!
I am poor,
I am sad.
I am the hope of your grandparents'
pain,
the flower that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years between the sleeves of the "Flying Sky";
--O motherland!
I am your new ideals,
fresh from the cobwebs of myths;
I am the germ of the ancient lotus under the blanket of snow;
I am the smile of your tears;
I am the freshly-painted, snow-white starting line;
the crimson dawn
spewing out;
--O Motherland! -- O Motherland!
I am one billionth of you
the sum of your nine and six hundred thousand squares;
with your bruised breasts
you feed
the perplexed, the thoughtful, the seething me;
then from my flesh and blood
go and gain
your; riches, your glory, your freedom;
- O motherland,
my dear motherland!
Wen Yiduo, "A Word"
There is a word that is a curse when uttered,
there is a word that can light a fire.
Don't look at the five thousand years without saying it,
Can you guess the silence of the volcano?
Maybe it's suddenly possessed,
Suddenly a thunderbolt in the blue sky
exploded:
"Our China!"
What am I supposed to say today?
If you don't believe in the blossoming of the iron tree,
then there is one thing you should listen to:
When the volcano can't hold back its silence,
don't shiver, stick out your tongue, and pause your feet,
wait until there's a thunderbolt from the blue sky
Blasting out:
"Our China. "
<<My motherland>>
My motherland,
My motherland,
Mountains towering,
Majestic peaks overlooking the history of the winds of the rains,
Twilight,
Will let the wind and clouds swept by.
The solid back of the top of the hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes from the calm.
My motherland,
The great river rushes,
The vast torrent rushes through the whirlpool of the history of tumbling,
The rapids courageous,
Wash away a hundred years of dirt,
The shocking waves beat the canyon surging up the many bumps in the destiny of the.
My motherland,
The land is vast,
The beautiful scenery has produced a magnificent traditional culture,
The desert is closed to the sun,
The moon is drunk on the lotus,
How many bright civilizations on the vast land are still glittering.
My motherland,
People are industrious,
Fifty-six nationalities are together,
The splendor of the Oriental charm,
Humanistic style of the flow,
Thousands of beautiful and touching legends have been passed down through the ages.
This is my motherland,
This is my motherland that I y love.
I love your long and splendid history,
I love the flowers on every inch of your land,
I love your magnificent scenery and mountains,
I love the character of your people's tenacity and perseverance.
My motherland,
My motherland which I love y.
You are the rooster ----- waking up the silence of the dawn,
You are the dragon ----- rebuking the winds and clouds of the times,
You are the majestic lion ----- dancing the majestic winds of the Divine Kingdom,
You are the origin of the human wisdom ----- igniting the starry flame of civilization.
You have a sacred name,
that is China!
That is China, O my motherland.
My country which I love y.
I am y in love with my motherland,
The beating heart beats with the pulse of five thousand years,
I am y in love with my motherland,
The surging blood rushes with the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,
I am y in love with my motherland,
The yellow skin is imprinted with the color left by our ancestors,
I am I love my country y,
Black eyes show a humble smile,
I love my country y,
The strong character is uplifted with the spirit of Tarzan,
I love my country y,
The vast sea border is filled with all my hopes.
My motherland,
Lovely China,
You have created a glorious history,
You have nurtured a great nation.
I am proud of your longevity,
Thousands of years of gale force winds could not break your back,
I am proud of your strength,
Resisting the internal and external troubles to break through the years of wasted time.
I am proud of your brightness,
The Chinese nation has its own destiny firmly in its hands,
I am proud of your spirit,
Reforms bravely forward to open up the magnificent.
Lovely motherland,
Wherever I go,
I hold your arm of strength,
Wherever I live,
You warm my heart.
Lovely motherland,
You hold the rudder of the new century,
You use the speed, you use the strength,
Creating the miracle that shocked the world.
You use hard work, you use wisdom,
conducted another more brilliant pioneering!
Motherland, motherland,
You are always full of hope,
Motherland, motherland,
You are always vigorous!
Responders: syyhb - scholar II 2009-5-22 20:50
Poem on the 60th anniversary of the founding of the country: the motherland, I am proud of you
The motherland, I'm proud of you
When the majestic Huabiao,
so that the upright body draped in the dawn,
when the majestic Tiananmen Square,
the motherland, I'm proud of you. Let the storm clouds usher in the rising sun.
In the ears of history,
came the rumbling echo of the salute,
that mountainous echo,
is the echo of China's vicissitudes of great change.
A giant overlooking the world,
the loud voice,
the whole world heard,
the people of China **** and the country was founded!
When the first five-star red flag rose,
the flag of victory,
fluttered in the wind in the sky,
the people raised their heads,
the whole world saw,
the people of China stood up from now on!
The history of this grandiose,
full color October sunshine,
the momentum of the impassioned,
built a monument standing in the east of the world.
The glorious era,
with a strong hand,
Lyrics of the new China's brilliant chapter,
the people proudly point to the mountains.
Suffering mother,
wipe away the tears in the eyes,
showing the joy of the heart from the joy,
the motherland boldly towards prosperity.
Acura our history,
the myth of Pangu opening up the sky and earth,
bursting with the light of life.
Acura our history,
the glory of the four great inventions,
sown in this barren land.
Acura our history,
There is Laozi Confucius's saintly,
thousands of years of civilization's sacred fire to illuminate us.
Acura our history.
2 Poem for the 60th Anniversary of the Founding of the PRC
Rise up, rise up, rise up to the height of all the people's attention.
Although there are no shocking waves, there is a mountainous momentum in the ups and downs, there is a thunderous power in the surge.
It rises, and all things revel in this height!
What a bright red height, dignity from here to lead China alone,
What a powerful cohesion, self-confidence from the light of the five-pointed star laughs at the landscape, all things grow in passion, self-confidence stronger and stronger ......
What a bold sentiment, looking forward to this romance from this breeding good. The Dragon's heir is standing watch, looking forward to more and more tough up ......
Rise up, rise up, rise up the world's awe-inspiring gaze.
The bright five-starred red flag, fluttering half a century of splendor, showing the style of China!
In the face of the flag, the mountains, stand up; water, live up; the sky, wide up!
In the face of the national flag, every life is solemn and sacred, and extends forward along the road under the national flag.
The fluttering flag ah, you are my sleepless emotions around the clock ......
3.
Eulogy of our history,
There is the myth of Pangu opening up the sky and the earth,
bursting with the light of life.
Eulogize our history,
with the glory of the four great inventions,
sown on this barren land.
Eulogize our history,
There is the holy wisdom of Laozi Confucius,
The holy fire of thousands of years of civilization illuminates us.
Eulogize our history,
Silk and porcelain traveled far and wide,
who all know that this is from our homeland.
Eulogize our history.
The wolf's smoke rushed out,
The Terracotta Warriors mighty lineup.
Eulogize our history,
The majestic towering,
The Great Wall of China's strength.
......
Eulogize our history,
Ten million years of ancient land,
has left how many songs and tears of sadness,
that the sick man of East Asia a hundred years of shame hat,
finally thrown to the Pacific Ocean,
we realized the restoration of the mountains and the mountains,
We have to do it.
We have realized our dream of reorganizing the country.
Answers to add
Nostalgia Yu Guangzhong
When I was a child/nostalgia was a small stamp/I was at this end/my mother was at that end
After I grew up/nostalgia was a narrow ticket/I was at this end/my bride was at that end
Later on/nostalgia was a short tomb/I was at the outside/my mother was at the inside
Now/nostalgia is a shallow bay with a small pond. Nostalgia is a shallow strait / I'm at this end / The mainland is at that end
Party Flag Chapter
There is always a name on my heart that excites me,
She is the beliefs melted by the bright red party flag,
She is the harmonious ****ing of life and ideals.
There is always a hot current in the blood that makes us boil,
She is the beautiful mountains and rivers opened up by the sickle and axe,
She is the beautiful future illuminated by the star torch.
At this moment, we seem to see the South Lake boat that light,
in the vast night to guide the Chinese nation to glory, sailing to the light ------
It is also in the smoky night,
a round of red sun rising from the clear water of the South Lake,
a golden light through the layers of
Spilling onto the land of China, driving away shadows from every corner.
The Chinese Revolution, from now on, has a core of cohesive strength,
The heavy nation, from now on, has begun to break free from the prison of suffering.
The great party flag, 80 years of wind and rain,
Yes, you never fade, always smiling in the blue sky, crimson, crimson,
Your existence, is a call, a faith.
This calling and faith,
was it forged from the flames or refined from the blood? I cannot say.
But whenever we look up at you - the party flag, we seem to see a piece of blood in the gunfire and smoke, a puddle of red mud, a piece of flesh patches,
We seem to see the revolutionary martyrs in the midst of the gunfire and bullets,
The tragic figure of the unrelenting bloodbath ------ <
Party emblem
Walked through the cold wind and rain, ushered in the birds and flowers.
A thunderbolt in October exploded the icebergs and snowy peaks of the heavy mountains.
"The Chinese people have stood up since then!"
Giving the voice of a poet-leader a wave-like roar, a giant wave-like ring.
Five thousand years of dreaming, ah, a hundred years of pursuit,
Twenty-eight years of the Great Wall of flesh and blood, finally ushered in the children of China's own Hao Hao autumn light.
The Chinese ****producing party has put a brand new China in the hands of the people!
The sickle and the axe together form an emblem, forming a wheel of sun.
The image of an outstanding ****production party member standing in the history of new China is reflected.
That willing to be a screw of the ordinary soldier;
The beach saline land in a bubble tree;
The snow plateau on a snow lotus;
They selfless dedication to wholeheartedly serve the people;
With their lives in the practice of the party's constitution.
Behold, the splendor of the Party's chapter is also cohesive with the light of their blood cast.
Meng Xiangzhong's latest original pop lyrics are as follows:
* I can't help but love my motherland (celebrating the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China)
What to love my motherland
My motherland has never disliked me
Study hard and work hard
Let the motherland become more and more beautiful and not live in vain
No matter how I live this life
I can't help but love my motherland
My motherland makes me rich
Makes me strong
* Ordinary me loves ordinary you
Morning is like paradise
I shouldn't have slept in
Less than I should have done
Didn't get up till ten o'clock
The night is like heaven
I shouldn't sleep in
Didn't get up until ten o'clock <
The night is like a classroom
I'm quiet as a student
Lying in bed quietly thinking
Thinking about my future
I'm self-aware
I realize that I'm very ordinary
Being ordinary
Being loyal to the ordinary to be happy
Ordinary me falling in love with ordinary you
.Want to hold hands with you
Walking on the bumpy and rugged road of life
Staying with you till the end of time
What do you think of the ordinary
Whether to welcome me to love you
Whether to accept my heart
I'm a tree
Living for so many years
Ambition is far away
The mistakes made by my youthful madness The mistakes I made
are enough to correct the present and the future
I'm in tears
It's a sign of wisdom to learn to be quiet and forgiving
I'm going to grow up to be a leafy tree
Pleasing to the birds and making pedestrians feel comfortable
I'm a tree
I'm an obscure tree
I'm aware of the I know the pain of the earth
I have grown into a tree
I am a tree
I am a silent tree
Living like this, I will never lose
Branches and leaves are full of happiness
* Deeply in love
The future is hidden
Worries are following me
It's not empty anymore when I love you so y.
If you love me, I'll never be empty again
If you love me, I'll never be empty again
If you love me, I'll never be empty again
If you love me, I'll never be empty again
I'll never be empty again
I love you, I'll never be empty again
I'll never be empty again
I'll never be empty again
I'll never be empty again
I'll never be empty again
Love you as always
Love your youthful vigor love your wrinkles and gray hair
Love the sick you love the tearful you
Love you as always
Thousands of mountains and tens of thousands of miles can't stop my deep love
Thinking about you in the future
Words by: Meng Xiangzhong Residential phone. 0716-5300365
Poetry-- I love the October flower of my country
I love the October flower of my country
She is incomparably brilliant,
Because she is in my heart
There is a fragrance of 56--
Ah, this fragrance is unforgettable in my heart in all seasons. In my heart four seasons unforgettable,
From the peach blossoms in the north in the spring,
to the rice blossoms in Hainan in the harsh winter,
From the mountain villages in Fujian in the hot summer with lychee trees,
to the fruity scent of Turfan in the fall with ripe grapes ......
Every day, there are colorful flowers open,
In these fragrances,
I see the most gorgeous sights -
and her snowy whites and turquoise greens,
beautiful as the clear skies of dawn,
hope for the future ... ...