I love the great rivers and mountains of my motherland. Paragraph 1. Nature is a painter who vividly depicts the great rivers and mountains of the motherland. Nature is a writer, depicting the great rivers and mountains of the motherland in colorful ways; Nature is a magician, making the great rivers and mountains of the motherland more magnificent.
2. There is a land that makes you dream, a land that makes you feel more cordial, a land that makes you proud, and a land that you will never forget. No matter how far you go, this will always be your home. This is our motherland, our beautiful motherland.
We should love our motherland, because love is a beautiful note in our life, a beautiful wave in the long history, and a source of happiness. Love is like spring breeze, so the world becomes harmonious and beautiful. Let's stick to the notes of love and play one love movement after another with the pace of the times.
Whenever I live in a different place, I will always miss my motherland, and the old road will fall into shadow. When I touch that scene, I will feel love and miss the great rivers and mountains of my motherland. The water is flowing, the mountains are towering, you can see all the exotic scenery, but you often feel Han. There is no place like the beautiful scenery of the motherland that makes people linger. Walking in the wild, autumn colors gradually appear, memories of the past quietly emerge, remembering the land of China, watching the river running in Wan Li, the momentum of Jiuhuangsha is extraordinary, and the night whispers, watching the waning moon rise and fall beautifully on the land of China on the other side of the river, and my thoughts gradually come to mind. At this moment, I suddenly know Mr. Taibai very well, but I am farther away from home ... At this time, the land of China should be made at sunrise, people are happily planning a new day, and everything is flourishing under the cover of happiness and hope.
5. Figures come and go, all is silent, and thoughts come quietly with the moonlight at midnight, getting heavier and heavier. In this way, I silently looked at these magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland.
Poetry about my love for the great rivers and mountains of my motherland 1. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. -Wang Tangzhihuan's Liangzhou Ci
The Yellow River seems to rush out from the white clouds, and Yumenguan is hanging alone in the mountains.
2. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. -Tang Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"
The Yangtze River splits the male peak of Tianmen like a giant axe, and the Qingjiang River flows east here without looking back.
The beautiful scenery of the green hills on both sides of the strait is inseparable, and a solitary boat comes from the horizon.
The stars tilt down from the open space, and the moon runs from the upper reaches of the river. -Tang Du Fu's "Expressing My Mind at Night"
The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks wide; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward.
4, meet each other late, only Jingting Mountain. -Tang Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain
You look at me, I look at you, they don't hate each other, only me and Jingting Mountain in front of us.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. -Tang Libai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"
Castle Peak gradually disappears, and Ye Ping stretches as far as the eye can see. The Yangtze River surges and flows into the vast wasteland.