Poetry of my country and me.

1, "Motherland, My Dear Motherland", a contemporary poet Shu Ting, I am a worn-out old waterwheel by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years; When you grope in the tunnel of history, I am a miner's lamp with black forehead; I am the withered ear of rice, the disrepair roadbed; It is a barge on the muddy beach, pulling the rope deep into your shoulder,-motherland! I'm poor and I'm sad. I am the painful hope of your ancestors, a flower that will not fall to the ground for thousands of years, the motherland! I am your brand-new ideal, just breaking away from the spider web of myth; I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow; I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging; I am the newly painted white starting line; It is the crimson dawn, in generate; ——? Motherland! I am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters; You fed me with scarred * * *, lost me, considerate me and boiled me; Then get your wealth, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood; ——? Motherland, my dear motherland! 2. "We Love You, China" Modern Hu Jinghui Creation When the brilliant sun jumps out of the blue waves of the East China Sea, the stars are still shining on the Pamirs; When the northland was still a world wrapped in silver, the southern Xinjiang was already full of beautiful spring. Ah, we love you, China! We love you-the beauty of Guilin's landscape, the thick makeup of Hangzhou West Lake, the misty clouds of Huangshan Mountain and Lushan Mountain, and the magnificence of the Yangtze River and Yellow River. We love you-the fragrance of Longjing tea, the mellow fragrance of Moutai, the brilliance of Jiangnan silk and the exquisite craftsmanship of Jingdezhen ceramics. We love you-the moonlight in front of the Dai bamboo house, the towering Potala Palace on the roof of the world, the grapes in Turpan, the melons in Hami, the sheep on the grassland and the camels on the Gobi Desert. We love you-the ancient songs played by the bells of the Warring States Period, the new songs written by the reform and opening up, the surging spring tide in China, Wan Li, and the fire of hope lit by the motherland. We love you-the history of struggle, the fruit of sweat. Magnificent pine trees, noble plum blossoms, broad mind and magnificent spirit. We are proud, we are proud, we work hard, we are open, you are a world power, we love you, China! 3, "Ode to the Yellow River" Author: Before it happened, my friend! The Yellow River, with its heroism, appeared in Yuan Ye, Asia; It shows the spirit of our nation: great and powerful! Here, we celebrate the Yellow River. I stood on the top of a high mountain and watched the Yellow River roll eastward. The surging waves set off a huge wave; Turbid flow turns around and forms a zigzag chain; Run from the foot of Kunlun Mountain to the edge of the Yellow Sea, and split the Central Plains in two. Ah! Yellow River! You are the cradle of the Chinese nation! Five thousand years of ancient culture originated from you; How many heroic stories are staged around you! Ah! Yellow River! You are great and strong, appearing on the Asian plain like a giant, and building the barrier of our nation with your heroic physique. Ah! Yellow River! You poured down, majestic, and stretched out thousands of iron arms to the north and south banks. The great spirit of our nation will be cultivated and carried forward by you! The heroic sons and daughters of our motherland will follow your example and be as great and strong as you! As great and strong as you! 4, "My Motherland" Modern: Autumn wine my motherland, towering mountains, majestic peaks overlooking the history of wind and rain, dusk, let the wind and cloud pass by. The solid back has withstood the vicissitudes of hundreds of millions of years. My motherland, the river is rushing, the mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history, goes forward bravely, washes away the pollution of a hundred years, and the stormy waves hit the canyon, which has experienced many ups and downs of fate. My motherland is vast in territory and abundant in natural resources, and the beautiful scenery breeds splendid traditional culture. The sun sets in the desert, the moonlight is drunk with lotus flowers, and there are still many splendid civilizations shining on the vast land. My motherland, with its industrious people, 56 caring nationalities, wonderful oriental charm and romantic humanistic customs, has many beautiful and moving legends that have been passed down through the ages. This is my motherland, this is my beloved motherland. I love your long and splendid history, I love your flowers on every inch of land, I love your magnificent rivers and mountains, and I love the indomitable spirit of your people. My motherland, my beloved motherland. You are a cock with your head held high-wake up the silence of dawn, you are a soaring dragon-the storm of the times, you are a magnificent lion-dancing the glory of China, and you are the origin of human wisdom-igniting the spark of civilization. You have a sacred name, and that is China! That's China, my motherland. My beloved motherland. I love my motherland deeply. My beating heart has been beating for five thousand years. I love my motherland deeply. The surging blood is surging with the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. I love my motherland deeply. My yellow skin is printed with the color left by my ancestors. I love my motherland deeply. My black eyes reveal a humble smile. I love my motherland deeply. My strong character is tall and straight. I love my motherland deeply. My motherland, lovely China, you have created a glorious history and raised a great nation. I am proud of your long history. Thousands of years of strong winds can't break your tall and straight back. I am proud of your strength, and I have spent years at home and abroad. I am proud of your light, the Chinese nation has firmly grasped its own destiny, I am proud of your spirit, and the reform and opening up are magnificent. Lovely motherland, wherever I go, I will hold your arm, and wherever I live, you will warm my heart. Lovely motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century, and you have created miracles that shocked the world with speed and strength. You have achieved another more brilliant development with diligence and wisdom! Motherland, motherland, you will always be full of hope, motherland, motherland, you will always be full of vitality! 5. "Motherland, I am proud of you!" Modern: Kang Langying is a magnificent Chinese watch, which makes the tall and straight body covered with dawn. When Tiananmen Square is majestic, the wind and cloud will usher in the rising sun. In the ear of history, the rumble and overwhelming echo of salute came, which is the echo of the vicissitudes of China. A giant looked down at the world, and the whole world heard its loud voice. The people of China and the country were founded! When the first five-star red flag, Ran Ran, was raised, the flag of victory fluttered in the wind and the people raised their heads. The whole world saw that the people of China stood up from now on! For the poem "Me and my motherland", you can choose "You are". Who are you? Cang Kejia, you are the peak of Mount Tai, majestic and hard; You are the Yangtze River running through the Three Gorges. When I think of your image in 196 1 year, a shower and a strong wind blow in my ear. You are a raging fire, burn the rotten things clean; You are a mirror, focusing light and concentrating people's hopes; You are creating a brand-new history and inheriting the fine traditions. People cheer and salute you, you are broad-minded and don't take credit; Your feet are rooted in the earth, and your fame soars in the sky. Times are rolling, you are the dragon in the clouds; At present, you are brave; Hold on to the iron fist and never relax. You are the dark lightning, the dormant thunder, the ocean of wisdom, the sky lamp hanging high, the warrior of the people-endless power! You are full of heroic spirit, always moving forward and always young! Extended data:

You are a patriotic poem by the late patriotic poet Cang Kejia. The whole poem expresses the feelings directly, and the feelings rush out like a river burst its banks, expressing the poet's incomparable love for the motherland. "My People, My Motherland" adopts the style of combining lyricism with * * *, and skillfully combines beautiful and moving melody with simple and sincere lyrics, expressing people's sincere attachment and sincere praise for the great motherland. Every song and poem tells the feeling that "I and my motherland" are closely connected and inseparable for an instant. The rhythm is lively and lively, and the combination of the two can more vividly show the flesh-and-blood connection between everyone and the motherland where he was born and raised. "My Motherland" Li Wei thought about the plight of the Iraqi people and the exile of the Libyan people. I am really happy to be born in such a country and proud of the strength of my motherland. Feel great because of the greatness of the motherland! Feel strong because of the strength of the motherland! My motherland, like a magnificent elephant, walks on the grassland, but we must see that there are tigers in front, roe deer behind, wolves on the left and wolves on the right. My motherland is like an eagle flying in the blue sky, but we must see that some unwilling robbers are holding fire XX, which can't hurt the eagle and want to pull out a feather. My motherland is a ship sailing on the sea, but we must see that some envious pirates can't hit the hull with a sampan and want to get a little hurt on it. My motherland is getting stronger and more uneasy every day. So, those bad officials, those corrupt officials, those gangsters, those kings, let the motherland have less snacks. I can't do anything to you, but I just want to tell you that you are just like a traitor in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression! The same! Extended data:

The composer of this song strives to obtain accurate and vivid musical images, and it also lies in his grasp of melody in language style. Composers understand the law of combining the language in life or the rhythm of language in life with the rhythm of melody in music. On the basis of making the audience hear clearly and understand, he maintained the beauty of lines and rhythm, thus shaping a touching musical image and emotional expression. The song adopts a smooth melody, triple beats of 6/8 and 9/8, and a two-part music structure in which the main song and the chorus are parallel. It does not emphasize decoration, but naturally reveals it. It is simple and generous, and it is kind and touching. It vividly shows the flesh-and-blood connection between everyone and the motherland where he was born and raised, and has reached a considerable degree of "just right" in the field of combining lyrics and songs. Sogou Encyclopedia-Me and my motherland, my ancient and young motherland, I am a young plant on your vast land, swaying in your warm and caring arms, I am a bird in your boundless sky, singing in your warm heart, the waves of the Yellow River are surging in my veins, the flowers of civilization are blooming in my heart, and the ideals in my heart are being revealed in the blue sky of my motherland. In the east of the world, there is a magical and beautiful country. The vast sea is her broad mind, the Great Wall in Wan Li is her strong backbone, the Yellow River is her surging blood, and the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is her rigid arm ... "She is my motherland, the great people of China" and "My people, my motherland" are songs sung by Li Guyi, composed by Zhang. I cannot be separated from my motherland for a moment. Wherever I go, there are hymns. I sing every mountain, I sing every river. Smoke billows from the kitchen, a small village, a road. My dearest motherland, I will always be attached to your heart. You tell me with your mother's pulse. My motherland and I are like the sea and waves. The waves are the sons of the sea, and the sea is the support of the waves. Whenever the sea smiles, I am the whirlpool of laughter. I share the joys and sorrows of the sea. My dearest motherland, you are the sea that will never dry up. Give it to me forever, blue waves and clear waves, the song in my heart. I cannot be separated from my motherland for a moment. Wherever I go, there are hymns. I sing every mountain, I sing every river. Smoke billows from the kitchen, a small village, a road. My dearest motherland, I will always be attached to your heart. Give it to me forever, blue waves and clear waves, the song in my heart. The sixth note of the major scale ... the sixth note of the major scale ... give it to me forever, blue waves and clear waves, the song in my heart. Extended data:

Creation background of My People, My Motherland: "I don't know how many songs I wrote, published or unpublished, but My People, My Motherland and I Donated Oil for My Motherland are the two most unforgettable songs in my creative career." Qin Yongcheng, a songwriter, came to Changsha for participating in "Patriotic Songs Everyone Sing Changsha, Hunan". Talking about the scenes when writing these two songs, Qin Lao opened the floodgate of memory. "A song usually has words before it, but it's my people and my country has words before it." Qin Lao remembers the creative background of my people and my country very clearly. Qin Lao said: "After the creation, Zhang Wei put it in his pocket for half a year. Once Zhang Wei went to Guangxi, she kept thinking about words on the way, so that cigarette butts burned a hole in the pillow of the sleeper without noticing. " Qin Lao said, "I went to Guangxi and stayed in a guest house. Get up early the next morning and open the window. There is a mountain in front of me, and there is a river under it. The beautiful scenery suddenly opened his inspiration, so the words' I and my motherland can't be separated for a moment'. Wherever I go, there are hymns. I sang about every mountain, every river ... and suddenly came to him. "Sogou Encyclopedia-My motherland and I When the bright sunshine leaps out of the blue waves of the East China Sea, the Pamirs are still full of stars. When the northland was still a world wrapped in silver, the southern Xinjiang was already full of beautiful spring. Ah, we love you, China! We love you ... the beauty of Guilin's landscape, the thick makeup of Hangzhou West Lake, the misty clouds of Huangshan Mountain and Lushan Mountain, and the magnificence of the Yangtze River and Yellow River. We love you ... the fragrance of Longjing tea, the mellow fragrance of Moutai, the brilliance of Jiangnan silk and the exquisite craftsmanship of Jingdezhen ceramics. We love you ... the moonlight is like water in front of the Dai bamboo building, the towering Potala Palace on the roof of the world, the grapes in Turpan, the melons in Hami, the sheep on the grassland and the camels on the Gobi Desert. We love you ... the ancient songs played by the bells of the Warring States Period, the new songs written by the reform and opening up, the surging spring tide of China in Wan Li, and the fire of hope lit by the motherland. We love you ... the history of struggle and the fruits of sweat. Magnificent pine trees, noble plum blossoms, broad mind and magnificent spirit. We are proud, we are proud, we work hard, we are open, you are a world power, we love you, China! The golden world condensed the splendid moonlight of 3,000 years of culture, radiating the season that thousands of people yearn for. In the golden autumn, the golden world brewed a bumper harvest of wine; Cheering and roaring, depicting the glory of tomorrow, gathering on a round cake, and romantically harvesting happiness; Looking back on the past: how many literati till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon lamented the worries of their home country and looked at the present: our colleagues' thoughts were broader and infatuated; We reminisce: reminisce about the spring rain, the hardships of Dai Yue, and the high-spirited wind of unity and enterprising; We imagine: imagine the great cause of generate, the colorful clouds that you chase after me, and the brilliant red sun of you and me; Golden Autumn and Bright Moon: We love you forever. Maybe it's too long. Take a look! !