1丶尻脽连接召徐严, who envied the plain life of Taishi talk.
------- Song. Shi Yaobi "send Wang Zhaozuo mandarin return to Danyang seven" 2, long night miserable wind sleep can not sleep, to the group of people that cherish the heart and liver disintegration? I'm not going to be able to sleep for the rest of the night! -------- Hongyi's "The Golden Wisp" (金缕曲) and "Farewell to the Motherland" (留别祖国，并呈同同学诸子)3......... The company's website has been updated with the latest information about the company's website.
-------- -------- Qiu Jin "So Jiangshan-Xiao Zhai Xie Nuyin "Autumn Fugue" 4, but rely on the irony of the blood to repay the motherland.
-------- Liang Qichao "20th Century Pacific Song" 6, blue blood destruction reward the motherland, angry tide whimpering complaints Qiantang. --------- Liu Yazi's "Hanging the Lady of Jianhu in Autumn" (吊鉴湖秋女士)7丶the motherland has been sinking for 300 years, and I can't bear to see the national textbook of the day.
--------- --------- Liu Yazi "there are pregnant Zhang Taiyan, Zou Weidan two Mr. Prison" 8, Xiling Daoxue Sheng, benevolent motherland for a long time, Huadan Sheng Taiping, Zhongtian Kai Yongfu. --------- Song. Yue Ke's "Jiaxi four years in September by imperial decree to change the next year Yuan for Chunyou leap December descending" 9 丶圣训人保, the motherland unification of the rope of the martial arts.
--------- Song. Zhenzong's "Thirty-five Songs for the Enjoyment of Ningzong's Dynasty" (宁宗朝享三十五首)10丶三万里河东人海，五千仍岳上摩天. --------- Song. Lu You "Autumn night will be dawn out of the hedge door to welcome the cool feeling" 1 丶 "Shiri connection called Xu Yan, who envied the life of Taishi talk."
From the Song Dynasty poet Shi Yaobi's "Send Wang Zhaozuo Shi mandarin department back to Danyang seven", the original text: Shiriri connection called Xu Yan, who envied the life of Taishi talk. Khan Jane kills and pushes the old hand, should not stay only Zhounan.
2 丶 "长夜凄风眠不得，度群生那惜心肝剖？ It is the motherland, bear the burden! From the modern poet Hiroshi's "Golden Wisp" Farewell to the motherland, and presented to the classmates of the son", the original text: Phi hair feints wildly away. Mangzhongyuan, twilight crows cawing through, a few branches of the decaying willow.
Broken mountains and rivers, who clean up, scattered west wind is still the same, will cause the departure of the Saha world has thin. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
Sad and gloomy, thicker than wine.
The first time I saw the movie, it was a very good one, but it was a very good one.
Hate years of flotsam and jetsam, cover difficult to look back. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to listen to the dragon at the bottom of the box.
The long night wind sleep can not sleep, the degree of group life that cherish the heart and liver dissection? The motherland, to bear the burden! 3, "fierce back, the motherland snoring as before. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
From "modern poet Qiu Jin's" so Jiangshan - Xiao Zhai Xie female chanting "Autumn Fugue", the original text: Xiao Zhai Xie female chanting "Autumn Fugue", dashing drip eaves left rain. It is difficult to meet a close friend, the years seem to be fleeting, and the temples are drifting like this.
Sadness is afraid to tell, counting the end of the day, this body alone bitter. The world is a bleak place, and it's a poor place to be.
The first thing you need to do is to go back to your home. The first time I saw this, I was able to see my motherland snoring like it was the old days. The world's most important thing is that the world is not a place where people can be seen and heard, but it is a place where people can be seen and heard.
The sky is too goze! The world's most important thing is that we can't afford to lose the country to the hooligans.
The first part of the story is about a man who was born in a country where he was born in a country where he was born in a country where he was born in a country where he was born in a country where he was born.
From the modern poet Qiu Jin's "Sword Song", the original text: "The Yandi lineage is broken, when will the national hatred snow? The world has no equal power only power, the words to the rise and fall of the canthus want to crack. The sword is a thousand dollars in the market, and the public justice is not reliant on the red iron.
The matter of life and death is a matter of hairs, and life is a matter of heroism.
This is the first time I've ever seen a man with a sword in his hand, and I've never seen a man with a sword in his hand.
The chivalrous bone is lofty and proud of the nine states, and I don't believe that it will be folded if I don't believe in it. The bloodstained spots have been transformed into blue, and the King of Han has been punished for the violence by three feet.
The five hu chaos jin north and south division, the clothes of the weak and difficult to blame. Can't you see that the sword is a great deal more than a bull? The old grudge in the chest? The world has not yet seen the sharpness of the world, and the Beijing Capital a few degrees of autumn.
A box of deep hiding does not reveal the sharpness, the soulmate falls down the world is difficult to meet. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid.
The light of the treasure was so bright that it shocked the four seats, and the nine days of the sun were dark and colorless. The book is a book of misguided traitors and thieves.
The center of the world was suddenly transformed into a sheep farm, and the winds blew through the land of Yu. In addition to the dry generals and Moxie, the world who opened the darkness.
To kill all the demons and hide all the ghosts, to clarify the world this vocation. I don't care about the success or failure in the next few years, but I have the irony to report to my motherland.
5. "I vowed to adapt to the motherland of the world **** and the system of government, and to inquire about politics and study to see its light." From the Qing Dynasty poet Liang Qichao's "Song of the Pacific in the 20th Century", the original text: There is a man on the Asian continent, who calls himself Ren Gong and his surname is Liang.
The country's affairs are not aspiring to exhaustion, broken hair and bearded walk Fusang. The Fusang residence reading Shangyou both a year, ear and eyes, the spirit is quite hair Huang.
The young man hanging arc of the four sides of the will, do not dare to long love Penglai township. I vowed to adapt to the motherland of the world **** and the system of government, and to inquire about politics and study to see its light.
It was in the middle of the night of the waxing moon in the year 1899 that the boat crossed the Pacific Ocean. The night was quiet, the moon was dark, and the angry waves were breaking and hitting the cold stars.
The dragon at the bottom of the sea is sleeping, wanting to hush but not yet hush, wanting to dance but not yet dancing to hide. 6 丶 "Blue blood destroys the reward of the motherland, the angry tide whimpering and complaining about the Qiantang."
From the modern poet Liu Yazi's "Hanging Jianhu Autumn Ms.", the original text: said the sky flying June frost, the pearl sinking jade broken do not have to hurt. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in the future.
The blood of the blue is destroyed to reward the motherland, the tide of anger complains of Qiantang, in the ancestral temple of Yue Temple in the middle of the road, leaving a desolate grave to bury the girl. 7 丶 "Motherland sinking three hundred years, tolerate to see the national day textbook."
From the modern poet Liu Yazi's "have a wai Zhang Taiyan, Zou Weidan two Mr. Prison", the original text: the motherland sinking three hundred years, endure to see the national day textbook. The sad song rebukes the wind and clouds gas, this is the Central Plains Mazhini.
8丶 "Xi Ling DaoHuaSheng,仁祖国历年久,华旦盛太平,中天开永阜. "来自宋代诗人岳珂《宋代诗人》的". From the Song Dynasty poet Yue Ke's "Jiaxi four years in September by imperial decree to change the next year Yuan for Chunyou leap December descending", the original text: I was born between Chunxi, now see Chunyou again.
粤从发覆额，及此已衰耇.
The two palaces have been in the same place for a long time, and they have been in the same place for a long time.
The two palaces have been in the same place for 10,000 years, and the thin sea is in the same place. The world's most important thing is that the world's most important thing is the world's most important thing.
The government has a strategy, and I am looking forward to working with you on this project. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.
The emperor's mind was not in the right place, and he was not happy with the order.
The world is in a state of flux, and the locusts are all over the fields and acres of land.
The first time I saw this, it was a very good thing that I was able to see it in a very good way.
I can't imagine how the sky can be so flawed, but I can see that the certificate is to blame.
This is the first time I've ever seen a book like this, and I've never seen a book like this.
I was ashamed of my parents.
The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, in the early 1990s.
Since the help of heaven and man, and the expectation of thick customs. The Xiling Taoist culture, Renzu long years, Huadan Sheng peace, Zhongtian open Yongfu.
9 丶 "圣训人保，祖国统一武之绳"。 From the Song Dynasty poet Zhenzong's "Thirty-five Songs of Ningzong Dynasty Enjoyment", the original text: [should be bell for the feather] Wen to Muji, Wu to Lie Cheng.
Sacred teachings people to protect, the motherland unity of the rope of the martial arts. There is a solemn filial leave, style strict culmination of grandchildren.
God's coming, to be appropriate to the peace. 10丶 "三万里河东人海，五千仍岳上摩天", "30,000 miles east of the river, 5,000 still Yue on the sky."
From the Song Dynasty poet Lu You's "Autumn night will be dawn out of the hedge door to meet the cool feeling".
2. Poems about praising the motherlandThe pleasant autumn wind! I want to praise the flowers of my motherland! I want to praise the flowers of my motherland I want to praise my flower-like motherland! Please blow my words into a cluster of flowers, yellow on the gold background, white on the jade background, green on the spring brewing background, purple on the autumn mountain background,......, and then blow them all away, blowing the fall of the Ying colorful, filling the high sky, spreading all over the earth! O Motherland, My Dear Motherland I am your new ideal, fresh from the cobwebs of myth; I am the germ of the ancient lotus under your snowy blanket; I am your tearful smile; I am the freshly brushed snow-white starting line; I am the Crimson Dawn erupting; - O Motherland! I am one billionth of you, the sum of 9.6 million square meters; you feed the confused, the thoughtful, the boiling me with your bruised breasts; from my flesh and blood, then, I will obtain your riches, your glory, your freedom! My homeland, the mountains and rivers crossed by the Yangtze and the Yellow Rivers, the continents of the gods, are brilliant, and the glorious journey, like golden lamps, illuminates the sails of the distant voyages. My homeland, with your wise soul, you have led the people of the world to open up a broad path, and made your homeland as bright as a flower, and depicted the splendor of the Orient. My homeland, homeland, as beautiful as a flower, from your spirit, from your blueprints, I have read in your spirit, the burning souls of the people, and the hardships of opening up the glorious tomorrow. From the borders to the shores of your enchanting beauty, I carry simple feelings and send my deep affection to the motherland, wishing it to be more prosperous My motherland, the Yellow River, the Yangtze River, the Great Wall, forged in ancient times, reforms, openness, and development, lighting up the world's vision, I am proud of the splendor of the motherland, My motherland, the dawn-like sun embraced by the firm conviction of the surging spirit of the fight for eternal perseverance, to create a better tomorrow, My motherland, the great motherland, the East, the cradle of civilization, the cradle of the Mercedes-Benz, the cradle of the world's civilization, the cradle of the world's civilization. The cradle of civilization is like a running train facing the dawn of the century, embracing the burning faith and running towards a more glorious future ★ Poems in praise of the motherland IV ★: Ode to the motherland ------ ------- The years have carried the footsteps of history, the earth has accumulated the essence of civilization, and at the beginning of the century, I thought of my country. At the beginning of the century, when I think of the motherland, I am full of passion. The motherland - here I sing for you. The motherland, the motherland - you are the accumulation of a thousand years of history, the confluence of civilization's sources, the waterfalls of the Yellow River's Hukou, and the snow that spreads over the Tianshan Mountains, you are heavy and profound, spacious and broad, and your nostrils are the mighty rivers. You are the theme of the world, the whole of my life Motherland, Motherland - you are the cry of the Tiananmen Square, the burning flame of socialism, the trumpet of the people's revolution, the sail that rides the waves, you are strong and confident, progressive and avant-garde, and the grand blueprints of socialism are animated by your wisdom, by the steaming sun in the East. You are the creator of the world, the practitioner of socialism, the motherland, the motherland, the motherland, the spring breeze on the shores of the South China Sea, the sunrise in the small village of Luohu, the railroad track on the Tibetan Plateau, the derricks in the Tarim oil fields, your vision, your daring, your courage, your audacity, your boldness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness. Your greatness is written on the smiles of the people. Motherland, you have created life and transformed the world. Motherland, motherland, you are the flag of world peace, the messenger of progress of human civilization, the warrior who defends the truth, the mother who feeds her children, you are upright and fraternal, strong and kind, the people of the world admire your bosom. The people of the world marvel at your heart, the children of China are grateful for your motherly love Motherland - you have soothed the wounds of mankind in war and brought the dawn of peace Motherland, Motherland - you have travelled through a thousand years of history and spanned the world's civilizations, you have been clear for a thousand years, and you have stood firm for the life and progress of Interlocutor. We are proud to be your sons and daughters, and we are proud to have such a motherland. Motherland - we are with you, we are with you, we embrace you, and your sons and daughters firmly believe that the motherland will have a better tomorrow, and the world will have a better tomorrow, and mankind will have a better tomorrow.
3. Poetry in praise of the motherlandThe dead know nothing, but sadly do not see the same in the nine states.
Demonstrating the child (Lu You) 2, the remnants of the tears in the dust of Hu, looking south to the king's division for another year. Autumn night will be dawn out of the hedge door to meet the cool feeling (Lu You) 3, Hu has not been extinguished, sideburns first fall, tears empty flow.
Who would have thought that in this life, the heart in the mountains of heaven, the body of the old Cangzhou! The appeal to the heart (Lu You) 4. Early years that know the world is hard, the Central Plains looking north gas as high as a mountain. November 4 storm (Lu You) 5. The Great Wall on the plug empty since the promise, the mirror has been the first sideburns spot.
The Book of Wrath (Lu You) 6. The Zhu Gate is sinking according to the song and dance, the stable horse is fat and dead bow broken strings. Guanshan Yue (Lu You) 7, the remnants of the people to endure death and look to restore, a few places this evening drooping tear marks.
"Guanshan Yue" Lu You 8, a thousand years of history shame no name, a piece of the heart to report the son of heaven. Although the three households of Chu can be killed Qin, there is no hall China empty no one.
The Golden Blade Lu You 10, out of the world a table of real name world, a thousand years who can be between the two. The Book of Indignation Lu You 11, against the Hu has not yet destroyed the heart is not yet calm, the lonely sword bed clanging sound.
〈〈March 17th Night Drunkenness〉〉陆游12、"夜视太白收光芒，报国欲死无战场"(Lu You's Longtou Shui). (Lu You, "Longtou Shui") 13. The king's division north of the Central Plains day, family sacrifices are not forgotten to tell Naiweng.
- Lu You "show children" 14, humble position has not dared to forget the country, things are still to be the whole coffin. (Song - Lu You, "Sickness Book Wistfulness") 15: At the end of the night, lying down to listen to the wind blowing rain, the iron horse ice river into the dream.
(Song - Lu You, "November 4, Wind and Rain") 16, "but will be ten thousand words of the Ping Rong policy, in exchange for the book of the East planting trees." (Xin Qiji "Partridge Sky" 17. Who are the heroes of the world? Cao Liu! I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to do it.
Nanxiangzi (南乡子) 18: "I have won the world's affairs of the king, and I have won the fame of my life".
Yongxuele (Xin Qiji) 20, life from ancient times who have no death, to take the heart of Danzhi Zhao Khanqing. Over the zero ding yang (Wen Tianxiang) 21. put the Wu hooks to see, railings shot all over, no one will, climbed to the intention. The "Water Dragon Song" Xin Qiji 22, I most pity the gentleman in the middle of the night dance, said "men to death heart like iron".
Look at the trial hand, mending the sky crack. Xin Qiji 23, to be other years, rectify the matter of Qiankun, for Mr. life. Xin Qiji 24, "poor country no way, blank a split head."
Yang Jion 25, life as a man, death is also a ghost. (Song - Li Qingzhao "Wujiang") 26, do not wait for leisure, white youth head, empty sadness! Man Jiang Hong (Yue Fei) 27: "Return to report to the bright master, restore the old God's country."
Yue Fei 28, "Ten years of work, destroyed in one day! The states and counties that we have gained are all gone in one day! It is difficult to revitalize the countryside! Qiankun world no reason to recover!" Yue Fei 29: "I'm going to attack the Yellow Dragon House and drink with you" Yue Fei 30. Warm wind smoked tourists drunk, straight to Hangzhou as Bianzhou! Title Lin'an Residence (Lin Sheng) 31, Koo Li in the chest of 100,000 soldiers, boredom to poetry. Read Lu Fangweng collection of four (Liang Qichao) 32, the world's first worry, after the world's joy and happiness.
- Fan Zhongyan "Yueyang Tower" 33, donate his body to the national tragedy, as dead as return. --Cao Zhi's "White Horse" (《白马篇》)34、Wind Xiaoxiao Ruoxi Yi Shui Cold, the strong man is gone and will not return.
("Strategies of the Warring States") 35, the three armies can seize the marshal also, the horseman can not seize the will also. (The Analects of Confucius) 36, long too breath to cover the tears, mourning the people's livelihood of the many difficulties.
-- Qu Yuan "Li Sao" 37, The road is long and far, I will go up and down to seek. (Qu Yuan's "Li Sao") 38, old steeds in the stable still aspire to a thousand miles; martyrs in their twilight years, the heart of the strong.
(Three Kingdoms - Cao Cao's "Walking out of the Summer Gate") 39: Abandon the small aspirations of the sparrow, and admire the swan to soar high.
(Tang - Li Baiyao "Yuan Jing'an biography") 41, when the old is strong, rather than move the white head of the heart. (Ibid.) 42, the yellow sands of a hundred battles through the gold armor, not broken Lou Lan will not return.
(Tang - Wang Changling "marching from the army") 43, but make the dragon city flying generals in, do not teach Hu Ma Du Yinshan.
(Tang - Wang Han "Liangzhou Lyrics") 45, the martyrs are not afraid of death, the death in the loyalty. (Tang - Liu Zongyuan "Wei Daoan") 46, an inch of Dan heart for the country, two lines of tears for the thought of family.
(Ming Yu Qian, "Spring Festival Day") 47, if the country life and death, not because of the disaster to avoid. (Qing - Lin Zexu "to the garrison boarding oral show family members") 48, I urge the God of heaven to shake again, not confined to a pattern of lowering the talent.
(Qing Dynasty - Gong Zizhen, "Miscellaneous Poems on the Occasion of the 60th Anniversary of the Birthday of the Emperor") 49. I'm going to leave my liver and guts behind.
(Qing Dynasty - Tan Sitong, "Inscription on the Wall in Prison") 50 "Spell the blood of 100,000 skulls, and must bring back the power of Qiankun!" Qiu Jin51: It is not common to break one's body and bones, but I wish to sacrifice my life for my country. (Qing Dynasty - Qiu Jin "lost title") 52, only to solve the sand field for the country to die, why need to horse leather wrapped body still.
(Qing Dynasty - Xu Xilin "Out of the Seaside") 52. The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of all. -McMenamins "on the survival of China decided today" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Patriotic Poetry "Shui Long Yin The Water Dragon" (水龙吟) is a patriotic poem that is written by Xin Qiji (辛弃疾), who ascended to the Pavilion of Appreciation in Jiankang (建康). The water is endless as the sky goes by. The sun is setting over the building, and the sound of the broken goose is heard by the travelers in the south of the Yangtze River. I have looked at the Wu Hook and patted the railings all over, but no one will know my intention of visiting the place. Don't say that the perch is chopped up, but have the eagles returned to the west wind? I am afraid that I should be ashamed to see Mr. Liu's talent. It's a pity that the trees are like this. I wonder who will call me to get my red scarf and green sleeves, and make me cry for heroes. Yongoule Jingkou Beigu Ting Huai Gu Xin Qiji A thousand years ago, heroes are not looking for, Sun Zhongmou place.
The dance halls and the singing stage, the wind and the flow of the wind are always being blown away by the rain. The sun is shining, the grass is growing, the streets are full of streets, and people are saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry".
Thinking about the past, jingo and iron horse, swallowed ten thousand miles like a tiger. The first time I saw it, it was a very good thing that it was a good thing that it was not.
Forty-three years, look in the memory, the beacon of Yangzhou Road. The first time I looked back, I saw a piece of God's crows and drums under the Buddha's Beaver Shrine.
With who to ask, Lian Po is old, can he still eat?
My motherland
The Yangtze River and the Yellow River cross the mountains and rivers
The divine continent shows a splendid
Brilliant journey
As a golden lamp
The aura of light illuminates the sails of the distant voyage
My motherland
You lead the people of the world
With a wise soul
You have opened up a vast path for the masses
and have made your country as bright as a flower
and painted the East in all its splendor
My Motherland
My Motherland, the flowery Motherland
From your spirit
and from your blueprints
you have read and understood the souls of the people that burn
and have pioneered a glorious tomorrow
with the light that shines on the sails of the ships that sail away.
My motherland
From the border to the coast
There is your enchanting beauty
I carry simple feelings
I send my deepest love to you
May your motherland become more prosperous
My motherland
The Yellow River, the Yangtze River, the Great Wall
have forged the mountains and rivers of the ancient times
And the mountains and rivers of the ancient times
have been forged.
Reform, openness and development
Light up the world's vision
I am proud of the splendor of the motherland
My motherland
Dawn-like sun
Embracing the firm belief
The surging spirit of fighting
Turned into eternal persistence
Create a better tomorrow
Oh, maybe a little more than that, sift through some of it yourself! My motherland, the motherland that I y love. You are the head of the high voice of the rooster ----- wake up the silence of the dawn, you are the sky soaring dragon ----- rebuke the wind and clouds of the times, you are the mighty lion ----- dance the wind of the divine state, you are the origin of human wisdom ----- ignited civilization's star fire. You have a sacred name, that is China! That is China, my motherland. I y love my motherland. I am y in love with my motherland, beating heart beating the pulse of five thousand years, I am y in love with my motherland, surging blood rushing the Yangtze River and the Yellow River waves, I am y in love with my motherland, yellow skin imprinted with the color of the ancestors left behind, I am y in love with my motherland, black eyes showing a humble smile nest, I am y in love with my motherland, a strong character uplift the courage of Taishan, I am y in love with my motherland, I am y in love with my motherland, strong character uplift the courage of Taishan, I am y in love with my motherland, I am y in love with my motherland, strong character uplift the courage of Taishan. My motherland, lovely China, you created a glorious history, you raised a great nation. I am proud of your longevity, thousands of years of gale force winds can not break your back, I am proud of your strength, to withstand internal and external problems to break through the years of wasted time. I'm proud of your brightness, the Chinese people to firmly grasp their own destiny, I'm proud of your spirit, the reform of the courage to go forward to open up a magnificent. Lovely motherland, no matter where I go, I hold your arms of strength, no matter where I live, you have warmed my heart. Lovely motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century, you use the speed, you use the strength, to create the miracle of the world. You use hard work, you use wisdom, carried out another more brilliant pioneering! The motherland, the motherland, you are always full of hope, the motherland, the motherland, you are always vigorous. Xi Xi's autumn wind! I'm going to praise the flowers of my country! I want to praise the flowers of my motherland I want to praise my motherland as a flower! I want to praise my country as a flower, please blow my words into a cluster of flowers, yellow on gold, white on jade, green on spring, purple on autumn mountains,...... and then blow them all away, blowing them all colorful, filling the sky, spreading all over the earth! The poem in praise of the motherland, "O Motherland, My Dear Motherland" / is your new ideal, just broken from the spider's web of myth; I am the germ of the ancient lotus under your snow cover; I am the smile of your tears; I am the freshly brushed snow-white starting line; I am the scarlet dawn that is erupting; -- O Motherland! I am one billionth of you, the sum of 9.6 million squares; you feed the confused, the thoughtful, the boiling me with your bruised breasts; from my flesh and blood, then, I'll get your richness, your glory, your freedom; O Motherland, my beloved Motherland! My Motherland The mountains and rivers crossed by the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers, and the continents of the gods are brilliant, like golden lamps whose light illuminates the sails of distant ships. My Motherland, with your wise soul, you have led the masses to open up a broad path, and made your motherland as bright as a flower, and depicted the splendor of the East. My motherland, from the border to the coast, you are enchanting and beautiful. I carry simple feelings and send my deep affection to the motherland, wishing it to be more prosperous. My motherland, the Yellow River, the Yangtze River, the Great Wall, have made the rivers and mountains for ages. Reforms, openness, and development have lit up the world's vision, and I'm proud of my motherland's splendor. My motherland, embracing the dawn-like sun, with a firm conviction, and the surge of fighting spirit, turning it into an eternal persistence, creates a more beautiful tomorrow. The great motherland, the cradle of Eastern civilization, like a running train, welcomes the dawning of the century, and runs towards a more glorious future, with burning faith, and poems in praise of the motherland. The years carry the footsteps of history, and the earth has accumulated the essence of civilization, and at the beginning of the century, when I think of the motherland, I'm filled with passion. Motherland - you are the accumulation of a thousand years of history, the fountain of civilization, the waterfall at the mouth of the Yellow River, the snow that spreads over the Tianshan Mountains, the heavy and deep, the wide and broad, the rivers are your nostrils, the boiling oceans are your blood, you are the theme of the world, and my life is all about Motherland, Motherland. - You are the cry from Tiananmen Square, the flame of socialism, the trumpet of the people's revolution, the sail that rides the waves, you are strong and confident, progressive and avant-garde, the blueprint of socialism is alive with your wisdom, the rising sun in the east is alive with your vitality, you are the creator of the world, the practitioner of socialism, the motherland. -- You are the spring breeze in the South China Sea, the sunrise in the village of Luohu, the railroad track on the Tibetan plateau, the derrick in the Tarim oil field, your vision, your courage, the change in a small fishing village, the proof of your boldness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness, your greatness! - You have created life and transformed the world. Motherland-- you are the flag of world peace, the messenger of civilization, the defender of truth, the mother of your children, upright and loving, strong and kind, the people of the world admire you, the children of China are grateful for your maternal love. -- You have soothed the wounds of mankind in war and brought the dawn of peace. Motherland, Motherland, you have passed through a thousand years of history and transcended the world's civilizations, you have been clear for thousands of years, you have been steadfastly living for the life of Interlude, you have been merciful and loving, you have safeguarded greenness and peace, and we are proud to be your sons and daughters. We are proud to be your sons and daughters, and we are proud to have such a motherland Motherland - we are with you, we are with you, we are with you, your sons and daughters believe that the motherland's tomorrow will be better, the world's tomorrow will be better, the mankind's tomorrow will be better, the motherland's tomorrow will be better, the motherland will be better! The poetic name that pervades your seasons is the white dove that wakes up the first morning of October under the blue sky! O motherland, I have loved you too much for too long ...... O October! My motherland, please give me a torch to follow in your footsteps, to make every dream dripping with sweetness, to make every singing voice stained with golden notes, on the day when you are approaching-- please spread out the colorful clouds in the sky for me, and I'll inject eternal vitality into your Weiweiwei. The first October is always like a hot tear falling from a flower stained with echoes, the sound of the country's footsteps walks through your heart and extends to the most exciting and exciting places. In my heart, you are not just a green island to rest on, you are a red cloud that I can follow to the beat of the mountains, valleys, fields, paths, seas, and so many failures and successes have made October fuller! Motherland ...... For whom does October wear its crown? On the first morning of October, in front of Tiananmen Square, I felt the afterglow of danggui and the vibration of harvest drums, and I recalled the sounds of history on the white jade carvings, and thought of the fluttering clouds, the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains, and how could I not be imbued with a good character and integrity? I am the shriveled ears of rice; I am the roadbed in disrepair; I am the barge on the silted beach, strangling its cords deep into your shoulders-- the motherland! I am poverty, I am sorrow, I am the painful hope of your ancestors, I am the flower that hasn't fallen to the ground for thousands of years between the sleeves of the "flying sky", O Motherland, I am your new ideals, freshly freed from the cobwebs of myths, I am the germ of the ancient lotus under the quilt of snow, I am the dimple of your smile, with its tears, and I am the new bristles of your eyes, and I am the newest, the newest, the newest, the newest. I am the freshly painted snow-white starting line, the crimson dawn, which is erupting-- O Motherland, I am one billionth part of you, the sum of your 9.6 million squares, and with your scarred breasts you feed the confused, the thoughtful, the boisterous me, and from my flesh and blood I will obtain your riches, your glory, your freedom, your freedom, and your freedom. -- My motherland, my dear motherland.