Looking for a few recitable poems that celebrate May 4th or deal with the spirit of May 4th!!!!

The following poems about patriotism were collected from the Internet and recited: "I'm Proud, I'm Chinese", "Youth Day Poetry Recitation", "Motherland, I Love You", "Motherland, My Dear Motherland", "My Motherland", "We Are Always Ready", "Singing of the Beloved Deng Xiaoping", "Youth Day of May Fourth", "Turning the Calendar of May", "Celebration of the 1st of June Poem "****10 pieces

"I'm Proud, I'm Chinese!

Amidst countless blue eyes and brown eyes,

I have jewel-like black eyes.

I am proud that I am Chinese!

Amidst countless white skins and black skins,

I have earthy yellow skin,

I am proud, I am Chinese!

I am Chinese--

The Loess Plateau is my breast,

The Yellow River is my boiling blood,

The Great Wall is my raised arm,

Tai Shan is my standing heel.

I am Chinese

My ancestors first came out of the forest,

My ancestors first began to plow.

I am a descendant of the compass and the printing press,

I am a descendant of pi and geodesy.

In my nation,

not only the history books of the immortal

Confucius, Sima Qian, Li Zicheng, Sun Yat-sen,

but also the history of literature of the immortal

Flora Mulan, Lin Daiyu, Sun Wukong, Lu Zhishen.

I am proud to be Chinese!

I am Chinese

My voice, as rough as the Yellow River,

is not only heard in the United Nations building,

loudly voicing China's arguments,

but also in the Olympic arena,

loudly shouting, "Score one for China".

When the applause lifted the five-starred red flag to the blue sky,

I am proud to be Chinese!

I am Chinese

My huge arms, like the Great Wall,

not only drill the drill rods of the oil extractor into the center of the earth, where it was predicted that no oil could be struck,

but also send communication satellites up to the white clouds, where our ancestors

had not even dreamt of going.

When the five seas listen to the voice of the East,

I am proud to be Chinese.

I am Chinese

I am the heir to the murals of the Mogao Grottoes,

Let the fluttering murals live with us.

I am Flying,

Flying is us.

I am proud, I am Chinese!

Youth Day Poetry Recitation

Early morning

We are a group

Spilling whistles

Opening up to large swathes of doves of sunshine and love

Evening

We are a group

Rich in passion

Beating up notes of neon colors and pops of colors far and near

We are a group of people

We are a group of people

Reaching the market, we are the market.

We are the tide of the market

Faced with the turbulent waves of the market economy

We ride on the east wind of reform and opening up

With strength and self-confidence to ride the stormy waves

With diligence and wisdom to create a better voyage

We are the messengers of civilization

Patriotic and law-abiding is our behavioral standards

In the construction of a harmonious Shaoye journey

We are fast and selfless

Let the value of life in the post sublimation

We are the voice of the times

We are not willing to mediocrity and silence

We are very magical outside the world is wonderful

Quickly go to open the dusty door of the heart

To open the

Let the free winds and colorful clouds unfold as they please

Let the freshness and brightness of youth blossom to its fullest

We are the wise men of life

We were lost in history

After the vicissitudes of time

After being washed by the elements

Today, we are full of pride

In a way, we are not afraid of the world, and we will not let the world go to waste.

With the courage of a father chasing after the sun

to catch up with modern civilization

to show the world's astonishment

We are the proud sons of society

We like to weave colorful dreams

to make our lives covered in a brilliant haze

We banish the shade of darkness with our passion

We use our hands to create a future

Bathing in the sunshine and rain of the new century

Mercedes on the road to building a moderately prosperous society

The beautiful blueprint has been drawn

The horn of progress has been blown

On the journey of modernization

Striding forward with head high

towards the splendor of the new century

The Motherland, I Love You

I love the clanging of your camel bells

It's what makes the Silk Road last forever

I love your green grass buds

It's what covers the desolation of the Gobi Desert

I love your pastoral flute in the countryside

It's what scatters colorful notes in all directions

I love your high-rise buildings in the city

It's what lifts people's ideals towards the sun

I love your country, the Yangtze River, and the sea.

I love the blue waves of the Yangtze River

It sings the heartfelt songs of the 56 ethnic groups

I love the waves of the Yellow River

I love the way the Yellow River feeds its 1.3 billion people

I love the majesty of the Great Wall

It lifts up the backbones of the children of China

I love the towering Huangshan Mountain

I love the beauty and grace of the motherland

I love the way the Yellow River is so beautiful and so dignified.

I love the openness of your plateau

It reveals the boldness of your people

I love the lushness of your forest

It sweetens the hearts of millions of people

I love your open window

It brings the flowers of civilization to life

I love your reforms

I love the wave of your country

It throws the poor and backward out of their minds

I love the way the world has changed. I love your intelligent mind

It is it that has received the gold medal for the Four Great Inventions

I love your industrious hands

It is it that dresses up the modernized motherland

I love your great flag

It is it that represents the direction of the people's advancement

I love your multicolored sail

I love you for the way you are going. p>

It is it that makes the ship of the century whistle and sail away!

Motherland, I love you

I love your grass and trees

I love your birds and frogs

I love your mountains and rivers

I love your towns and villages

I love your flowers and snowy moons

You love your sunny days

Motherland, I love you

It is you that give me life

You gave me strength

You gave my longing

a pair of wings to fly

"My Motherland, My Dear Motherland"

Shu Ting

I am a worn-out old waterwheel by your river

spinning a tired song for centuries

I am a smoky black miner's lamp on your forehead

Lighting you in the history of the world.

I am the shriveled ear of rice; the roadbed in disrepair

the barge on the silted beach

threading the rope deep

into your shoulders

- O motherland!

I am the poverty

I am the sorrow

I am the hope of your grandfathers and grandmothers

The painful hope

The flower on the sleeve of the Flying Sky

that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years

- - O motherland

I am your new ideals

fresh from the cobwebs of myth

I am the germ of the ancient lotus under the blanket of snow

I am your smiling nest of tears

I am the freshly-painted, snow-white starting line

a scarlet dawn

that is erupting

-

- O motherland

I am the flower that hasn't fallen to the ground for thousands of years.

-- O Motherland

I am one billionth of you

the sum of your 9.6 million squares

You feed

the confused me, the deep-thinking me, the seething me

with your bruised breasts

then from my flesh and blood

To obtain

Your riches, your glory, your freedom

-- O Motherland

My dear Motherland

My Motherland

My Motherland,

The high mountains loom high,

Majestic peaks Overlooking the winds and rains of history,

The twilight is pale,

Let the wind and clouds sweep by.

The solid spine of the mountain has withstood the vicissitudes of billions of years with ease.

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 bumps in the destiny of the number of.

My motherland,

The land is vast and rich,

The beautiful scenery has nurtured a magnificent traditional culture,

The desert collects the remnants of 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!

The motherland, the motherland,

You will always be full of hope,

The motherland, the motherland,

You will always be vigorous!

We Are Always Ready

At the Tomb of Emperor Regulus

Sweat it out

Excavate you

On the Ruins of the A-Fang Palace Pluck you

Pick you out

At the Square of Tiananmen Square and in front of the Monument to the People's Heroes

Quietly Admire you

Travel along the deep wrinkles of your Grandfather

To find out how the way of Confucius and Mencius developed

Who can tell me if you came first

and the river called the Yellow River came first

Is it unable to bear the loneliness

or is it unable to suppress its own fury?

Thousands of years of rushing

Our souls

have never rested for a single day

Please don't sneer at me for being a crybaby

My motherland

Look at all the tears of those who have traveled overseas

Drop by drop

they swim towards you and flow to the northeast of China

Burned and burnt

The Yellow River is a river that is called the Yellow River, which is the first river in China. Burning

the hardest snow

and their ancestors are now happily

lying in your arms

still watching

My mother, please don't dislike me

even if I beg by your side

My bones

have never been weak

The bleak loess of the high slopes of the Yellow earth High slopes

It will be my

Everlasting complexion!

There were always heroes

who jumped on their horses in your hour of need

among them were my brothers

who wielded their machetes

and drove the devils

to the ground

I had many fathers and grandfathers

and so many more brothers

who died

Told me once in a dream

They lived happily

Since then

We are always ready.

Singing of the Beloved Deng Xiaoping

Every festive season, we think of our relatives twice, and we eat rice but don't forget the people who planted the grain.

Dying before he can leave the battlefield, he always makes heroes cry.

Dear Comrade Xiaoping;

The people have not forgotten you.

The chief architect of reform and opening up,

The stories of spring sing of you.

You guided the people on the road to prosperity,

You took back Macau and Hong Kong under one country, two systems.

You have withstood the winds and waves,

You have distinguished between right and wrong and shown the way.

You have given the peasants complete liberation,

Packet production to the household has fed the stomach and put on new clothes.

Households are now living in new brick houses,

and every household is filled with grain.

No more hunger, no more fear,

Stability and unity, the hearts of the people.

Be happy and build your home town,

Your theory has put China on the road to prosperity and strength.

The people hold you in their hearts at every festive season,

You have calmed the turmoil,

and healed the wounds of the ten-year Cultural Revolution.

Three sevens clarified Mao Zedong's thought.

Saved China's ****ing Communist Party.

Though you have left the earth,

you live forever and ever in the hearts of the people.

The people will honor you for thousands of years,

You have been wronged three times,

once more than once.

A hundred-year-old man still holds up his chest,

and puts the Chinese people still in his heart.

You have turned the tide and are forever glorious!

You tolerate the world can not tolerate,

You for the world can not be,

You will always be noble!

Thousands of generations of people have glorified you,

and you have lived forever and ever in the hearts of the Chinese people.

"Youth Day"

Youth is the rising sun in the morning

and is full of vigor and radiance.

It is a sunflower that comes out of the ground

Eternally facing the sun

The sun is the vanguard of the proletariat

The great and glorious and correct Chinese ****anufacturing party.

Youth is the hope of the motherland

Look to your generation to be stronger than the next.

Youth is the successor of the future

Hope you grow strong.

Young people are thousands of lights

The motherland's tomorrow is waiting for you to shine brighter

Young people are the pillars of the country, the country's pillars

All walks of life depend on you to strive for

The cause of the predecessor depends on you to support the palm.

All the hopes of those who came before you rest on you

You are a silver-white paper

that can be painted with the finest pictures

written with the most beautiful essays

Youths are a thousand jewels

as bright as the stars in the sky

which, no matter where you put them, will be

crystalline and sparkling

Young people follow the course shown by their predecessors

and go forward to build a beautiful paradise on earth

Young people are countless screws

wherever they are needed

Armed with advanced knowledge, they are armed with the mind

studying well and moving up every day

exercising to keep fit forever

Able to walk in all directions

Able to walk in all directions

It's like a parrot without wings

It's like a fish that can't swim without water

Youth, you grew up in a time of peace

To weather the storms and see the world, and to be tempered into a steel in the midst of hardship

To realize the grandeur of the past

To realize the grandeur of the past

To realize the grandeur of the future

To realize the grandeur of the future

To realize the grandeur of the future

To realize the grandeur of the past

Youth you will always and forever follow the ****anufacturing party

so that you don't lose your way forward

Turning over the calendar of May

Turning over the calendar of May

We seem to see

that the angry crowds

were tidal-watering towards Tiananmen Square

Turning the page of the May calendar

We seem to hear

The voice of that fierce and high voice

Crossing the time tunnel of eighty years

Clearly ringing in our ears

Returning Qingdao to us, refusing to sign the peace treaty

Punishing the national traitors inside, and struggling for the power of the country outside

How can we allow our motherland to be ravished

Where can we step on China's land

This group of hot-blooded youths is a group of people with a passionate heart, and they have been working for the past few years to make sure that China's people are not trampled.

This is the righteous cry of a group of passionate young people

This is the glorious declaration of a group of patriotic volunteers

Like a volcano with erupting lava

Like a sword stabbing into the darkness

Like a rushing torrent

Like a seagull fighting against the winds and waves

The hearts of people will be happy to beat up the traitors

The fire that burned down the Cao's house was an outrage to the world.

It's a great victory against imperialism and feudalism

It's an extraordinary turning point in history

It's a flag that will always fly high

I'm a patriotic poem that will last forever

Turning over the calendar of May

I'm a patriotic poem that will last forever

I'm a patriotic poem that will last forever

Turning over the calendar of May

I'm a patriotic poem that will last forever

I'm a patriotic poem that will last forever

The patriotic poem that will last forever

The patriotic poem that I am.

My thoughts fly far, far away

Opening the calendar of May

My heart is full of worries

The clouds of war are still hanging over Iraq

The land of Kosovo is filled with smoke

The hegemonic powers are interfering in the internal affairs of other countries as they like

Japanese right-wingers deny the history of invasion of China

The discordant melody of the symphony of world peace comes and goes

How many years of suffering have been witnessed in the long history of human society

How many tragedies have been staged in the long history of civilization

Numerous hard facts have told us that

Ignorance is a cause for bullying

Lackwardness leads to

Opening the May calendar

My confidence has increased

My motivation is sky-high

Faith is a strong fortress

Ideals are like flames

The call for peace has been heard all over the world

Seeds of friendship have been planted in my heart

The call of the times has been sounded in the south and east

The spring breeze of reform is blowing in Shuyang

The spring breeze of reform is blowing in Shuyang

The spring breeze of reform is blowing in the south. The spring breeze of reform is blowing all over Shuyang

Young friends

Let us hold high the red flag of May 4

Unite as one, work hard and pragmatically

Rise up to catch up and strive for continuous self-improvement

To embrace the new century

To embrace the glorious tomorrow

Poem for the Celebration of the 1st of June

This is the first poem in Shuyang's history. "The Sun of June 1

Why is it so glorious?

The flowers of June 1

Why are they so fragrant?

The red scarf of June 1

Why is it so bright?

The children of June 1

Why are they so cheerful ......

You know it, he knows it,

Everyone knows it.

The holiday of the world's teenagers

has come,

The world's most innocent holiday

is this very day.

Why is the song of June 1

so beautiful?

The dance of June 1

Why is it so sentimental?

The story of June 1

Why is it so fascinating?

The June 1 rally

Why so cheerful ......

You know it, he knows it,

Everyone knows it.

Songs, dances, stories, rallies

Expressing children's happiness,

Today's saplings,

Will surely grow into trees.

We are the eagles that come out of the nest,

and will fly high and high tomorrow.

We are the budding flowers,

Tomorrow will be beautiful and enchanting.

We are what we are,

with red scarves burning on our chests.

Look at tomorrow

We will lift the mountain, pick up the river,

Hold up the modernized motherland,

Fly to the golden goal ......