Hymns of the motherland

Poetry, a first-class Chinese character, pronounced sh:, was first seen in the Warring States period. Its original meaning is to express what you think in your heart, and then it is extended to mean something beautiful, full of life interest or capable of arousing strong feelings. "Shuo Wen Jie Zi" counts as "reading". Next, I will bring the praises of the motherland (selected 6 songs), hoping to help you!

Praise of the motherland 1 Even if my soul follows it.

The Yellow River rushes and meanders on the land of the northland.

My heart is searching for it excitedly.

The Yangtze River rushes on the hot land in the south of China and reaches the East China Sea.

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It is a golden flash on the coast where China people live.

On both sides of the river is a paradise for longing.

Suddenly look up, the motherland is good.

Bow your head and be happy, and your hometown is beautiful

At the foot is the holy land I am pursuing, and I suddenly look back.

Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.

The years flow quietly, along the road of time.

The motherland is thriving.

Looking back on the past, a romantic figure through the ages

Look at the present, be a hero.

I am happy to walk on the country road.

So what?

You will know the paradise of flowers and birds when you are in the Rhododendron.

Walk into the grass sea and feel the tranquility of the sea;

The rising sun climbed from the sacred mountain, and countless willow branches danced with the sea;

Deep homesickness, who are you drunk with?

Who wrote the rural folk songs?

Stand in the breeze and feel the fragrance of green trees and weeds.

Spring blossoms for an instant, and it is infinitely warm.

All the country roads extend in all directions.

Patches of green woods adorn their hometown.

Suddenly, I feel that the sword against heaven is piercing the sky.

Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.

Hymn of the Motherland 2 My Motherland,

Do you ever remember,

Sixty years ago,

In the storm,

In the cave,

You stood up trembling.

Tell the world with a powerful voice:

I stand up!

My motherland,

For 60 years,

You have gone through many vicissitudes without losing your pride!

The flood is merciless, she once ravaged you,

This infectious disease is stubborn. It once bothered you.

The wind and sand blew badly and once hit you.

Snow disaster is indifferent, it once froze you,

The earthquake was violent and destroyed you.

In the past few years,

Crisis, always eyeing.

Hold your head high, you carry everything!

My motherland,

You are a cactus in the desert,

Absorb nutrition, strive for sunshine,

Overcome drought, overcome poverty,

After suffering, but indomitable,

Rooted in the earth, endless,

With your thin body,

Protect peace in all directions.

My motherland,

Difficulties and hardships, Yucheng,

Recall the past,

Days of our lives!

Reform and opening up have opened up your future.

You step in, you step forward,

Self-reliance and self-improvement,

From food and clothing to well-off,

You showed the world the glory of Asia,

You have shown the charm of China to people all over the world!

My motherland,

Sixty years of tempering,

Xiangyun torch has realized your centennial Olympic dream.

The world cares about you, and the people embrace you!

My motherland,

You are my pride, I cheer for you.

My motherland,

Looking to the future,

The road ahead is still difficult,

However, glory and dreams,

Burn in our hearts forever!

I pray deeply for you, my motherland,

I hope you have a good trip.

Hymn of the Motherland 3 My ancient and young motherland,

I am a seedling in your vast land,

Swing in your warm and considerate arms,

I am a bird in your infinite sky,

Singing in your warm heart,

In my veins,

The surging waves of the Yellow River,

In my heart,

Blooming with civilized flowers,

The ideal in my heart,

Show it in the sky of the motherland.

The east of the world,

There is a magical and beautiful country,

The vast sea,

It's her broad mind,

Great wall,

Is her strong backbone,

Speaking of the Yellow River,

It's her rushing blood,

The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is her hard arm. ...

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It's my motherland.

Great People's Republic of China (PRC).

Praise of the motherland 4 pictures of spring

Silently,

Spring is coming ...

That wind,

Soft,

Warm and cold face;

Rain,

Bright sky,

Moisturize dry and cold hair tips;

Listen-

Fields, mountains and rivers,

Take off your rotten clothes in winter,

Put on a bright yellow new dress,

Welcome the spring smile happily;

Affectionate sky,

Covered with a gray veil,

Shyly express attachment to spring. ...

And, and,

Birds are playing in the warm river,

The twittering swallow flew sideways,

Each of them recited a hymn. ...

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This passionate spring!

This charming spring!

With the brush in your hand,

Dipped in this thick spring scenery,

With this surging spring tide,

A magnificent picture depicting the New Year in China.

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Long live the motherland! Like a bell ringing in the sky.

Every note is a thrilling spring thunder.

Long live the motherland! The loudest compliment

Let me cry.

Long live the motherland! Chorus for five thousand years.

As vivid and magnificent as the wind blowing the wheat waves

Visit the grassland and watch the eagle and goose parade.

Walk into the mountains and watch the scenery in the seasonal cycle in the wind and bird songs.

The flag of the new century rises in Ran Ran.

Let me cheer and revel in the towering buildings.

Look at Wan.

There are infinitely beautiful scenery.

Long live the motherland! Standing tall is the green hill.

It's the green water that refuses to take a firm side.

The immortality of the mountain has shaped the magnificent scenery of 5000 years.

The water has lost its prestige for 5,000 years.

In the fireworks of the festival

I am the bud of burning and explosion.

Long live the motherland! long distance call

Wonderful compliment

In the ranks of people

I am a wheat on the national emblem.

On the flowers and green trees of the motherland

I'm a flight planner.

Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland!

How many dynasties have you experienced?

A generation of tianjiao is gone.

God's palace collapsed.

Only the Great Wall of Wan Li will never die.

Long live the motherland! A hymn of my life

The light in my blood

In my life,

Everything outside can be given up.

The only thing I can't give up

This is our great People's Republic of China (PRC).

Praise of the motherland 5 brewing a pot of inspiration, the air instantly becomes euphemistic.

My thoughts are locked in my desk, and I am close to Langhao and Shengxuan.

It is natural to feed a poem from beginning to end.

Just like this line, reserve is a flow line that is promised to a German brother.

Draw a mountain and make it as simple as the tide.

Go ashore before you leave a mark.

Draw a small bridge, a bamboo yard and a water bend.

This life revolves around your dribs and drabs, spinning gently.

The pen has just been written, and the wear marks are still wet.

Silent eaves, purple MSI nostalgia, pick one as your signature.

No matter how many changes have taken place in this life.

I will spend ten thousand years stranded for you.

Hymn of the motherland 6 You are walking leisurely.

Step by step, shaking like a mountain.

You float gently.

Eyes as clear as deep water.

I love mountains in my bones.

But it's hard for General Shan to accept my eyes.

Love the water in my heart.

But I never set foot in ordinary water.

From the moment I met you.

Your mountain, your water

Spread colorful verve

But it aroused my uneasy heart.

Looking up at you.

The rich fragrance in the mountains.

Tease you slowly

A river with blue waves and clear rivers.

The wind has stopped for several days.

I linger on you and indulge in you.

Whether you like it or not.

I always kiss you, kiss you.

I trudged all the way.

Time has been flowing.

Just for you, this mountain is higher.

Just for you, this water is more thorough.

It is on this day in March again.

You become as charming as a fox.

I am shy and bold to confess to you.

I love you, my scenery.