Exhibition of hard-pen calligraphy of poems describing the great rivers and mountains of the motherland

1. Verses about me and my motherland in hard-pen calligraphy

Verses about me and my motherland in hard-pen calligraphy 1. I love my motherland’s calligraphy works. I want a poem that praises the motherland. Short poems

Choose short poems that love the motherland and introduce the great mountains and rivers of the motherland:

Motherland, I love you

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After thinking hard

I feel like I am beside you

The old farmer’s grandmother is holding the old cotton spinning wheel

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Timeless

Singing old songs

Sitting quietly

Still like a grain in your soil

Little seeds

Fighting in the dark

Waiting to sprout

Like a

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The white towel on the shoulders

That is a symbol of hard work

Bury sincerity tightly in your heart

My motherland ah!

I am tiny dust

I am sadness

I am confusion

I am you throughout the ages

Boundless ideals

They are like meteors in the Milky Way

They never fall

The one that never falls

That one

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My motherland!

I am your new flower stamen

Just blooming from the garden

I am your Kunlun Mountain

A piece of ice

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I want you to melt with warmth

I am your tearful eyes

A trace of concern

I will come gently

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My motherland

You feed me with the milk of sorrow

No matter what happens to you No matter what

Difficulties and dangers

When it comes to sacrificing my life

I will

sacrifice my flesh and blood

Offer without reservation

My motherland

Dear mother

For the motherland

Prosperity and strength

No complaints

Love you forever

My dear motherland

2. Poems describing hometown and motherland

Missing my hometown: The bright moon rises over the sea, and the world is at this time" (Zhang Jiuling), "I miss my relatives even more during the festive season" (Wang Wei), "Look up to the bright moon, lower your head to miss your hometown" (Li Bai), "Lucong Tonight" "White, the moon is the brightness of my hometown" (Du Fu), "The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine back on me?" (Wang Anshi), "The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds when it returned" (Yan Jidao) I think about the bright moonlight in front of my bed at night, and wonder. There is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown. Wang Wei - "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th" I am a stranger in a foreign land. I miss my family even more during the festive season.

Knowing from afar. When the brothers ascend to the heights, one of them is planting dogwood trees everywhere. The loving mother chants the thread in her hands.

The wanderer is walking in a dense sea, and he is afraid that he will return late.

The Yellow Crane Tower and the Qingchuan are full of Hanyang trees, and the fragrant grass is luxuriantly blooming on the Parrot Island. Where is the countryside at dusk? The misty waves on the river make people sad.

Poem of longing 1. He is moaning, asking for his friend's voice -------> 2. Throw me a peach, and repay him with a plum ------> 3. Throw me a peach. With papaya, repay with Qiongju ------> 4. Friendship is based on acquaintance, why should flesh and blood be intimate ------ Han Yuefu Folk Song> 5. The husband has ambitions all over the world, and he is still close to his neighbors thousands of miles away ------Three Kingdoms .Wei.Cao Zhi> 6. A close friend in the sea is like a neighbor even as far as the end of the world------Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty> 7. We know each other no matter how far away we are, but we are still neighbors thousands of miles away------Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty> 8. Young people enjoy new knowledge, Thinking of old friends in decline ------ Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty > 9. Always make friends through literature, and become neighbors only by virtue ------ Zu Yong of the Tang Dynasty > 10. We are both fallen people in the world, why should we know each other before we meet - -----Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty> 11. Friendship in life ends at the end, don't be separated by ups and downs------Helan Jinming of the Tang Dynasty> 12. Friendship in life is neither old nor young, so why should we agree with each other first---- --Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty> 13. Friends need to be calm when painting, and mountains are like essays but do not like to be flat ------ Weng Zhao of the Qing Dynasty> "The bright moon rises over the sea, and the world is at this time" (Zhang Jiuling), "Every time During the festive season, I miss my loved ones even more" (Wang Wei), "Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to miss your hometown" (Li Bai), "The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown" (Du Fu), "The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine? "I will return" (Wang Anshi), "The bright moon was there at that time, and the colorful clouds once returned" (Yan Jidao) Shui Diao Ge Tou Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily till the end of the day, and getting drunk, I wrote this article because I was pregnant with my son. When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.

I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the high places. Dance and figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.

Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times.

I wish you a long life and a long life. Sauvignon Blanc Anonymous > Last autumn, this autumn.

The people on the lake are happy and worried, but the West Lake is still flowing. Wu Xunzhou, Jia Xunzhou.

After fifteen years, I turned around and let go of my life. The motherland has magnificent mountains and rivers: the sun sets over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea.

3. 140 words of hard-tipped calligraphy praising the motherland

140 words of hard-tipped calligraphy praising the motherland: 1. My motherland has a vast land and abundant resources, and its beautiful scenery has given birth to a magnificent traditional culture. The setting sun, the bright moon intoxicating the lotus flowers, and how many bright civilizations are still shining on the vast land.

My motherland has a hard-working people, fifty-six ethnic groups that help each other, the wonderful oriental charm, the graceful humanities, and how many beautiful and moving legends have been passed down through the ages. Motherland, the splendid culture of the Chinese nation, merged into the long river of history, will always be stirring in my chest.

2. Among countless blue eyes and red eyes, I have a pair of jewel-like black eyes. I am proud, I am Chinese. Among countless white skins and black skins, I have earth-like yellow skin. I am proud, I am Chinese.

I am Chinese - the Loess Plateau is my chest, the water of the Yellow River is my boiling blood, the Great Wall is my raised arms, and Mount Tai is the heel I stand on. 3. Sing a folk song to the party. The serfs who have stood up will sing. I offer oil to the motherland. The border is everywhere. The working class in Jiangnan is tough. I love Beijing. Tiananmen. Beijing. Ode to the motherland. I love this blue ocean. The sun is the reddest. Chairman Mao is dearest to me. I am the great motherland. Standing guard I love Wuzhishan, I love Wanquan River China, China, the bright red sun never sets, the spring water on the border is clear and pure, the Red Army soldiers miss Mao Zedong, the red star sings, the mountains are red, the deep friendship grows over the snow-capped mountains, the grassland, the flowers in May defend the Yellow River.

4. I am your dilapidated old waterwheel by the river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead, lighting your way as you snail and grope in the tunnel of history. , I am a shriveled ear of rice; a roadbed in disrepair, a barge on the shoal, I pull the rope deep into your shoulders - my motherland! I am poverty, I am sorrow, I am the painful hope of your ancestors, the flowers on the sleeves of "Flying Sky" that have not fallen to the ground for thousands of years. 5. The nine-bend Yellow River, the meandering Yangtze River, five thousand years of history, - the pearl in the east.

In ancient times that I can’t remember, myths and stories were spread. The descendants of the Yan and Huang emperors wrote about the glory of yellow skin.

The ideals that are engraved in the heart create the hope of the Dragon people, and the efforts of generations are just to straighten the backbone of China. Civilization and wilderness represent the confrontation between justice and evil.

The memory of blood and tears nurtures new hope. Seven continents and four oceans - the majestic China stands where the sun rises, and the glow illuminates the world.

4. Patriotic poetry (for hard-pen calligraphy)

1. "Out of the Fortress"

Qing Dynasty: Xu Xilin

Military Song Ying Singing the big sword ring, vowing to destroy the Hu Nu and leave Yuguan. Just die for the country on the battlefield, why should you return your body wrapped in horse leather?

Translation:

Soldiers on the expedition should sing military songs to celebrate the day of victory. Determined to drive the Manchu rulers out of Shanhaiguan. Soldiers only know that on the battlefield, they have to die for their country. Why even consider transporting the body back home.

2. "Prophecy to tell family members at the entrance to the garrison"

Qing Dynasty: Lin Zexu

When you go out, smile and don't feel sad, your broad mind will be open everywhere. Current affairs are difficult to establish without fault, and high officials are not born by themselves.

Feng Tao looked back at the three islands in the air, and Chen soil counted nine Gai from the beginning. Don't believe children's frivolous words, scoff at him and give him a lampstand.

Translation:

When I go on a long journey away from home, I open my mind to everything wherever I go. We should be optimistic and open-minded, and should not feel sad or sad. It is difficult to succeed in major events in the world and the country without making mistakes, and even high officials are not born.

Looking back on Guangdong’s vigorous anti-smoking campaign against the British, I despise the British invaders. From now on, I will travel around the motherland, observe the situation, and count the mountains and rivers.

3. "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang

After a hard encounter, only a few stars are scattered around. The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs.

Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean. Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to reflect history.

Translation:

Looking back on my early years, I went through a lot of hardships from the imperial examination to become an official. Now it has been four hard years since the war has subsided. The country is in danger like catkins in the strong wind, and the ups and downs of one's life are like duckweeds floating without roots in the rain, rising and sinking.

The fiasco at Panfengtan makes me still terrified to this day. It’s a pity that I was trapped in Yuanlu alone in the ocean and I have been helpless since then. Since ancient times, people are bound to die! If you can be loyal to the country, you will still be able to shine for thousands of years after your death and leave your name in history.

4. "Broken Zhenzi: Compose a heroic poem for Chen Tongfu"

When I was drunk, I looked at the sword by the light of the lamp, and dreamed of the trumpet blowing camp. Eight hundred miles away, the people under his command are burning, and the sound of fifty strings turning over the Great Wall. Autumn brings troops to the battlefield.

The horse is moving very fast, and the bow is shaking like a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win the reputation during and after death. Misfortune happens in vain!

Translation:

In a drunken dream, I turned on the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In a trance, I went back to the past, and the horns sounded continuously in various military camps. Distribute the good beef to your subordinates and let the musical instruments play majestic military music to boost morale. This is autumn military parade on the battlefield.

The war horses ran as fast as Luma, and the bows and arrows shook the ears like thunder. I wholeheartedly want to complete the great task of recovering the lost land of the country for the monarch and gain a good reputation that will be passed down from generation to generation. When I wake up from a dream, it’s a pity that I have gray hair

5. "Golden Crossed Knife"

Song Dynasty: Lu You

Golden Crossed Knife and White Jade Outfit, Night Light shines through the window. The husband has not yet accomplished his fifty years of service, so he picks up the sword and takes care of Bahuang alone.

Jinghua has made friends with all kinds of extraordinary people, and their emotions and emotions are related to life and death. He is shameless and nameless in the annals of history for thousands of years, but he repays the emperor with a heart of loyalty.

You came to join the army in Hanbin, Nanshan is covered with snow and jade. Alas! Although the three households of Chu were able to destroy Qin, how could China be empty and deserted?

Translation:

The sword is plated with gold and inlaid with white jade. At night, its dazzling light penetrates the window and reaches into the sky. The man is already fifty years old, but there is little hope of making a successful career. He can only wander around alone with his sword in hand, looking around in all directions, praying that he can show his ambition and try his skills.

The people I made friends with in the capital were all heroes and righteous men. They were like-minded to each other, fought for the country, and lived and died together. I feel ashamed that I cannot leave my name in the history books that have been passed down for thousands of years; but I always want to destroy the Hulu and serve the emperor with a loyal heart.

Recently, I came to the Han River to join the army. Every morning, I faced the jagged Zhongnan Mountain and looked at the peaks covered with crystal jade-like snow. Ah, although the State of Chu was cannibalized by the State of Qin, even if there were only three families left, the State of Qin would definitely be destroyed. Is it possible that our great country, China, does not have a single capable person to drive the Jin Lu out of the border?

5. Patriotic poems and essays (for hard-pen calligraphy)

1. Du Fu's "Spring Outlook": "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.

The flowers splash with tears, and the birds are frightened by the flames of war for three months.

The white hair is even shorter, and the lust is overwhelming." 2. Li Qingzhao's "Summer Quatrains": " He was a hero in life, but a hero in death.

I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. " 3. Fan Chengda's "Zhouqiao": "The north and south of Zhouqiao are Tianjie, and my father is waiting for him in his old age. Reply.

Holding back tears, he asked the envoy: "When will the Sixth Army really come?" 4. Lin Sheng's "Inscription on Lin'an Residence": "In the outer building of Qingshan Tower outside the mountain, when will the warm wind of West Lake stop?" When tourists get drunk, they call Hangzhou Bianzhou."

5. Lu You's "Shi'er": "I know everything is in vain after death, but I am sad that I will not forget the day of the Central Plains." Report to Nai Weng."

6. Lu You's "Feelings of Coming Out of the Gate to Welcome the Coolness at Dawn on an Autumn Night": "Three thousand miles east of the river, there is a sea of ??people, and five thousand people are still on the sky. The tears of the remaining people are all over the dust." , Looking south to Master Wang for another year. "

7. Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean": "After a hard time, the mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is floating, and the rain is falling. < /p>

Fear on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. "

8. Yu Qian's "Song of Lime": "Thousands of hammers and thousands of chisels. When you go out of the mountains, you will be burned by the fire. Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces. You want to leave your innocence in the world. ”

9. Gong Zizhen’s "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" (Part 5): "The sun is setting in the majestic sorrow of separation, and I am chanting in the east." It means the end of the world. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers."

Motherland, my dear motherland (Shu Ting) I am the dilapidated old waterwheel on your riverside that has been spinning for hundreds of years. Singing the tired song, I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead, illuminating you as you snail and grope in the tunnel of history. I am the shriveled rice ears; I am the roadbed in disrepair, and the barge on the silt, pulling the rope deeply into your shoulders. ——My motherland! I am poverty, I am sorrow, I am the painful hope of your ancestors for generations, I am the flower on the sleeves of "Flying Sky" that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years - the motherland, I am your new ideal, just broke free from the cobweb of myth, I am you The germ of ancient lotus under the snow, I am your laughing nest with tears, I am the newly painted snow-white starting line, the crimson dawn is gushing out - Motherland, I am one billionth of you, you are 9.6 million The sum of the squares, you fed the confused me with your scarred breasts, the thoughtful me, the boiling me, then I will get your richness, your glory, your freedom from my flesh and blood - Motherland, my dear The motherland travels to Guanyue Mountain> Yue Fei fills the river with red> Ai Qingxue falls on the land of China> Fang Zhimin's prison song> Du Fu's "Spring View": "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring vegetation. I feel the flowers splashing with tears, and hate the other birds.

The war rages on for three months, and letters from home are worth tens of thousands of dollars. The hairpins are even shorter, and the hairpins are full of lust."

Li Qingzhao's "Summer Quatrains": "Being a great man in life is also a matter of death. I am a ghost hero. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River."

Fan Chengda's "Zhouqiao" said: "There is Tianjie on the north and south of Zhouqiao. The old man is waiting for his return, holding back tears and asking the messenger: ' When will the Sixth Army really come?" Lin Sheng's "Inscription on Lin'an Residence": "When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop at the Qingshan Tower outside the mountains?

The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they call Hangzhou Bianzhou. " Lu You's "Shi'er": "When you die, you know that everything is in vain, but the sorrow is not the same as that of all the nine states.

Wang Shibei sets the Central Plains day, and he never forgets to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices." Lu You's "Autumn night will dawn outside the fence" "I feel the coolness at the door": "Thirty thousand miles east of the river, there is a sea of ??people, and five thousand are still on the skyscrapers.

The remaining people shed tears in the dust, and look south to see Wang Shi for another year." Wen Tianxiang "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" 》: "After all the hard work, only a few stars fell all around.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters, and the life experience is ups and downs. The panic is said to be scary on the beach, and the loneliness is sighing in the ocean.

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.

"Yu Qian's "Song of Lime": "Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened.

Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in this world. "Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" (Part 5): "The sun is setting in the day when I am sad about the greatness of separation, and I chant my whip and point to the end of the world in the east.

Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. "Qinyuanchun·National Day has clear skies, magnificent mountains and rivers, and flying red flags.

Look around Kyushu, the whole world is celebrating; the rivers are singing, and the fragrance is flowing everywhere. The society is stable, the people are happy, and reform and opening up write a new chapter.

New China is like a giant dragon in the world, standing tall in the east. It is so glorious today because of the direction of the party, government and national policy.

Recalling the troubled years, the people were in trouble, and the night was full of bullets and bullets.

Cherish it and keep the rivers and mountains red forever. My motherland, my motherland, the mountains are majestic, and the majestic peaks overlook the wind and rain of history, no matter how dim the dusk is. The wind and clouds passed by.

My motherland's strong back has withstood hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes. The mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history, rushing forward bravely, washing away the filth of hundreds of years and the stormy waves. There have been so many bumps of fate in the canyon.

My motherland has a vast land and rich resources, and its beautiful scenery has given birth to a magnificent traditional culture. The desert receives the setting sun, the bright moon intoxicates the lotus, and many splendid civilizations are still there on the vast land. Shining. My motherland, its hard-working people, fifty-six ethnic groups, the wonderful oriental charm, the graceful humanities, and how many beautiful and moving legends have been passed down through the ages.

This is my motherland, this is. This is the motherland that I love deeply. I love your long and glorious history, I love the flowers on every inch of your land, I love your beautiful and magnificent rivers and mountains, and I love the tenacity and perseverance of your people.

< p> My motherland, the motherland that I deeply love. You are the rooster that raises its head high ----- awakening the silence of dawn, you are the dragon that soars into the sky ----- dominates the storm of the times, you You are a majestic lion-----dancing the majestic wind of China. 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. The motherland that I love deeply.

I love my motherland deeply. The beating heart beats the pulse of five thousand years. I love deeply. Looking at my motherland, the surging blood rushes through the waves of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers. I deeply love my motherland. The yellow skin is printed with the colors left by my ancestors. I deeply love my motherland. The black skin is printed with the colors left by my ancestors. My eyes reveal a humble smile. I deeply love my motherland. My strong character uplifts the spirit of Mount Tai. I deeply love my motherland. The vast sea is filled with all my sustenance. Motherland, lovely China, you have created a glorious history, you have nurtured a great nation

I am proud of your long history and thousands of years of madness

6. Pen calligraphy. Appreciation of works of patriotic poems

Guo Moruo's "Coal in the Furnace" - the sentiment of nostalgia for the motherland, my young girl! I won't let you down, and you won't let me down. I am so angry for the one I love! O, my young lady! You should know my predecessor? Don't you think my black slave is rude? It takes a nigger like me to have a heart like fire in my chest. O, my young lady! I think my predecessor was originally a useful pillar, but I have been buried alive in the ground for many years, and only now can I see the light of day again. O, my young lady! Ever since I saw the light of day again, I have often missed my hometown. I am so burning for my beloved!

Ai Qing’s poems are also acceptable. You can search online and choose the ones that suit you