Modern Thanksgiving Poems for the Motherland Part I: Motherland, My Dear Motherland!
Author: ~ Xingyuan ~
The long river in memory,
There is a sleeping dragon,
A loud roar,
Powerful mountains and rivers!
Motherland, my dear motherland!
Your shame has been imprinted on my heart,
Willing to use my life to defend the mountains and rivers of the motherland!
The persistence of chasing dreams,
Tell your mother your heart,
Your richness is our greatest happiness,
Your strength is our only choice!
Motherland, my dear motherland!
You gave us life and joy.
I am willing to give up all my desires for you.
Motherland, my dear motherland!
You are the common mother of our Chinese sons and daughters.
Your name is China!
Motherland, my dear motherland!
The shame of history has been condensed,
We are willing to fight for you,
I firmly believe that your tomorrow will be full of vitality!
Modern Thanksgiving Poems for the Motherland Part II: Motherland, I'll tell you.
Author: Wan Liangshun
Today is your birthday.
Great motherland.
There are flowers everywhere,
The red flag reflects the mountains and rivers.
Your children, oh,
How confident I am to tell you.
Go back in time,
The family is too poor to open the pot;
Generations wear the same dress,
Patches cover patches,
I haven't changed it on holidays.
Mother in tears:
? In what life have we done evil?
My brothers and sisters are a great burden,
Several people starved to death,
The first thing that goes wrong is decay,
My brother went to Nanyang to eat bitter fruit;
Going is like sinking into the sea.
Where is it buried? Still no whereabouts.
Leave me alone,
Begging along the street to pick up rotten fruit;
Ten-year-old dolls work as child laborers,
Trembling with hunger,
Sleep underground in cold winter.
Who did you tell when you were beaten and scolded?
Unfortunately, he was seriously ill and abandoned.
Knock yourself down at the street corner;
The long night was filled with gunfire,
At dawn, a song sounded in my ear.
? No * * *,
There will be no new China. ......
The PLA held me in its arms.
A mouthful of hot soup made me cry;
Open your eyes and shine.
Hug the person you love and say:
? Uncle, help me, help me,
I don't want to die, I want to live, I want to live. ?
A poor child got up from the ground,
Live happily ever after.
He hasn't forgotten the past,
Did not forget the entrustment of relatives:
When I grew up, I took over the steel gun of my predecessors.
Defend the hard-won new regime,
Defend the great motherland.
Modern Thanksgiving Poems for the Motherland Part III: Dedicated to the Motherland
Author: Qi Jiajun
I am a flower in your spring.
Blooming in that small village.
Although you never know me.
I still show you my beauty.
I am a poplar in your winter.
Stand upright on the hillside
Although you never care about me.
I still watch over you day and night.
Ah!
I am in the wind.
I was in the rain, too.
My mother
my motherland
I am a flower in your spring.
Blooming in that small village.
Although you never know me.
I still show you my beauty.
I am a poplar in your winter.
Stand upright on the hillside
Although you never care about me.
I still watch over you day and night.
Ah!
I am in the wind.
I was in the rain, too.
My mother
Do you know that?/You know what?
Ah!
I am in the wind.
I was in the rain, too.
My mother
my motherland
Modern poetry is grateful to the motherland;
1. Poetry of Gratitude for the Motherland
2. Poetry recitation of gratitude to the motherland
3. The primary school recites three poems of gratitude to the motherland.
4. Thanksgiving motherland poetry reading daquan
5. Grateful for the motherland's poetry recitation