When the brilliant sun jumps out of the blue waves of your East China Sea, your Pamir Plateau is still starry. When your northern country is still a world of silver ah! Your southern border has long been everywhere overflowing with the color of spring. I love you, China! I love you Dunhuang Flying Man dance light song, West Lake in Hangzhou, the light makeup, Guilin landscape of the clear and beautiful, the mystery of the Huangshan Sea of clouds.
I love you, China!
I love you on the roof of the world on the towering Potala Palace, Daijia bamboo building in front of the moon like water, Turpan grapes Hami melon, Hulunbeier prairie sheep are like the blue sky floating white clouds.
I love you, China!
I love the enthusiasm and exuberance of your young people, the depth and confusion of your middle-aged people, the innocent and smiling faces of your children, and the evening disco danced by your old people.
I love you, China!
I love the ancient music played by the bells of the Warring States, I love the new songs sung in the era of your take-off, I love the layers of the Forbidden City in the dusk, I love the brilliant lights on the modern buildings in the night.
I love you, China!
I love the mushroom clouds that have driven away the loneliness of the wilderness, I love the radio waves coming from the Great Wall at the South Pole,
I love the joy of sending the plague away, I love the zero breakthrough in the history of the Olympic Games.
I love you, China!
Several times cloudy, a few times clutch, a few times soothing, a few times magnificent, I love you struggle, create the history of the book. A few times of cultivation, a few times of harvest, a few times of barrenness, a few times of prosperity, I love you blood, sweat watering the fertile. How many joys, how many withers, how many losses, how many wins, I love your tenacity, persistence to shape the character. I love your broad-mindedness, I love your grandeur, I love your grandparents, the endless beating pulse ah
I love you, China!
You are the golden phoenix flying out of the fire of nirvana, you are the great dragon dancing on the land of God. You are the waking lion of the East, you are the great people **** and the country that we have just walked through fifty-four years of wind and rain,
I love you, China!
You have experienced suffering and wasted, you have suffered humiliation and torture. You have ignorance and inadequacy, you have ills and poverty. Yes, we should not be presumptuous, but we are also absolutely presumptuous. We think, we fret, we strive, we explore, we trek.
We fight! We want to make your ancient earth glow with more dazzling youthful luster, we want you to become the world's forest of nations in prosperity, wealth, civilization, democracy, the best. We are proud of you we are proud of you we love you, China
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Literary genres that express the author's rich emotions in highly condensed language and images, and that concentrate on reflecting social life and have a certain rhythm and rhyme.
Poetry is a literary genre that expresses feelings and aspirations. According to Mao Poetry - The Great Preface, "Poetry is the place where the will is expressed. In the heart is the will, and speech is poetry." Yan Yu of the Southern Song Dynasty, "Canglang Poetry", said: "Poetry is the chanting of emotions". There is only one kind of art that expresses itself in words, and that is poetry.
Poetry is a genre of literature that expresses emotions. In Mao Shi - The Great Preface, it is written: "Poetry is the place where one's will is expressed. In the heart is the will, and speech is poetry." Yan Yu of the Southern Song Dynasty, "Canglang Poetry": "Poetry, chanting feelings". There is only one kind of art that can be expressed in words, and that is poetry.
In ancient China, what was not musical was called poetry, what was musical was called song, and in modern times it is generally called poetry. It expresses social life and the spiritual world of man according to the requirements of certain syllables and rhymes. The origin of poetry can be traced back to ancient times. It was documented during the period of Yu and Shun.
The Book of Poetry is the first collection of poems in China, which is rumored to have been compiled by Confucius, about which there is still a debate in the academic circles. Ancient Chinese poetry has gone through the development of the Han, Wei and six dynasties of music, Tang poetry, Song lyrics, Yuan music.
Han Xunyue "Han Ji - Huidi Ji" as "poetry game". Tang dynasty Han Yuyi Yunzhou Xitang poem "preface:" although, the work of the hall, meaning it is called, and raspy no poetry, is not to cite the public morality and receive the state people in the road also." Ming Wang Griddle "Zhenze long language - official system": "Tang and Song Hanlin, extremely strict place, see more than in poetry."
Lu Xun, "Letters to Dou Yinfu": "Although poetry has two kinds of eyes and mouths, the latter one is better." Kong Yu, Suo County Literary and Historical Materials-Yuan's Lu Garden: "Yuan's (Yuan Keli) Lu Garden is in the Mingfeng Gate. ...... Whenever there are good days and festivals, the literati and celebrities in the state gather here. The poems recited were later aloe into a special collection called Penglai Jisheng."
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