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What are the patriotic modern poems?

1 Ai Qing's I love this land.

If I were a bird,

I will also sing with my hoarse throat:

This land hit by the storm,

This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,

This endless wind,

And the gentle dawn from the forest ...

-And then I died,

Even feathers rot in the ground.

Why do I often cry?

Because I love this land deeply. ...

2 Ye Ting's "Prison Song"

The doors that people come in and out are locked,

The hole the dog climbed was open,

A voice shouted: climb out and set you free!

I long for freedom, but I also deeply understand-

How can a person's body crawl out of a dog hole!

I can only look forward to that day,

The underground fire is burning,

Burn this living coffin with me,

I deserve eternal life in fire and blood!

3. Liu Bannong "Teach me how not to think about her"

There are several clouds floating in the sky.

There is a breeze blowing on the ground.

Ah!

The breeze blows my hair,

Teach me how to miss her.

Moonlight loves the ocean,

The ocean fell in love with the moonlight.

Ah!

Such a honey-like silver night,

Teach me how to miss her.

The falling flowers on the water flow slowly,

Fish swim slowly downstream.

Ah!

Swallow, what did you say?

Teach me how to miss her.

Dead trees shake in the cold wind,

Wildfire burns in the twilight.

Ah!

There is still some afterglow in the west,

Teach me how to miss her.

4. Wen Yiduo's "A Word"

There is a saying that it is a curse.

There is a saying that you can light a fire.

Although no one has said it for 5 thousand years,

Can you guess the silence of the volcano?

Maybe he was suddenly possessed,

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt in the blue sky.

Boom: "Our China!"

This sentence taught me how to say this day.

You don't believe that Cycas blooms,

Then listen to this: when the volcano can't help but be silent,

Don't tremble, stick out your tongue and stamp your feet.

Wait until the blue sky thunders.

Boom: "Our China!"

5 Yu Guangzhong's homesickness

In childhood

Homesickness is a small stamp.

I'm at this end

Mom is over there.

When I grow up

Homesickness is a narrow ticket.

I'm at this end

The bride is over there.

After that.

Homesickness is a low grave.

I am outside

Mom's inside.

At this moment,

Homesickness is a shallow strait.

I'm at this end

The mainland is over there