Mountains and rivers crossed by the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.
China is brilliant everywhere.
Brilliant journey
Like a golden lamp
The lights lit up the sailing sails.
my motherland
You use your intelligent soul
Lead the public.
Open up a broad road.
Let the motherland be as beautiful as flowers.
Describe the magnificence of the East.
my motherland
A motherland as beautiful as a flower
From your soul
From your blueprint
Reading the burning soul
The hardships of opening up a brilliant tomorrow
my motherland
From the border to the coast
Have your charming beauty.
I have a simple feeling.
Send all your feelings to a distant place.
May the motherland be more prosperous and strong.
my motherland
Yellow River, Yangtze River, Great Wall
Cast ancient rivers and mountains.
Reform, opening up and development
Light up the world's vision
I am proud of the glory of my motherland.
my motherland
Dawn sun
Hold a firm belief
Surge of fighting spirit
Become eternal persistence
Create a better tomorrow
Great motherland
The cradle of oriental civilization
Like a Mercedes-Benz train.
Facing the dawn of the century
Keep burning faith
Run towards a more brilliant future
2. Poems praising the motherland 1. The Yangtze River, which is gone forever, is a romantic figure through the ages.
Su Shi's Red Cliff Nostalgia, Du Fu's Sky Map, Nocturne, Coming to the River on the Moon, Leaves Falling Like Waterfalls, and Du Fu's Ascending Map, I think the long river is rolling, and the sail is far away from the sky, but when I look at Tianmen in the Yangtze River, Li Bai looks at Meng Haoran and looks at Guangling, which interrupts the opening of the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu flows back to the end of the mountain in Li Bai's Looking at Tianmen Mountain. Yellow River 65438+. Li Bai's "Into the Wine" II. The Yellow River flows into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his mind.
Li Bai gave Pei 3 for the fourteenth time. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci 4. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.
By going up one flight of stairs looks thousands of miles away. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
Wang Wei's To the Frontier 3. The scenery in Guilin is the best in the world. In the rippling blue waves, people overlook the world's "Guilin landscape" in Shandong Tourism Pictorial, including four monuments: Han Monument, Tang 'an Monument and Song Guilin Monument. Hangzhou's poems describing Hangzhou are mostly centered on the West Lake: for example, "The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains and Kong Yu are also strange; Compared with West Lake and West Lake, it is always appropriate to make up for it. " Describe the autumn moon in Pinghu, West Lake: Wanqing Lake is as flat as a mirror, and four o'clock is most suitable for the autumn magnolia (unlike the two poets in West Lake), urging guests to leave with wine and poetry.
Red leaves cover mountains, clear springs wash stones, and there are several hearts. When Sanshengxi Bridge said goodbye, I was disappointed in Luo and still pulled Choe Yun's clothes.
Unlike this drunken dream, the imperial city is a few degrees oblique. Hong Fei
Smoke and water are sweet. In retrospect, only you know.
I miss the memory of Wujiang heron and feel lonely and resentful, but I still have something. When Yun Qi wakes up at the summit, it's time to sing a fine song and remember you at the bottom of the window.
When can I find a later appointment? I'll send plum branches to you first. Qiantang Lake spring tour Baijuyi Gushan Temple north of Jiating West, the water level was low at the beginning.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. This is Jiang Nanyi in Bai Causeway? Recalling Jiangnan (Bai Juyi) Jiangnan is good, and the scenery has been familiar.
When the sun rises, the flowers in the river are redder than the fire. When spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? Jiang Nanyi, the most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou: looking for laurels in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion.
When will you revisit? Jiang Nanyi, followed by martial arts: Wu Jiu, a cup of spring bamboo leaves, and Wu Wa, dancing with Furong and getting drunk. We will meet again sooner or later.
The West Lake Ten Chants (Tanchun and Su Causeway Chunxiao) crow in the garden, and the herons in Zhongzhou rise, and the clouds are only fair when the clock is sparse. Leng Xiang Gou, lamp dust, residual dream still singing grass.
Scratching the roller blind, you can see where you are, Liuqiao smoke willow. Cui radial is a talent, he used the Lakers.
Sweep the water and make love. When I still remember that year, Qiting sang wine.
With the faint sound of spring, Che Bao was happy, and the second Fengcheng opened. It's not too cold, so you can get up early.
Draw the diaphragm and stand idle, whoever sweeps the old red will sweep it. "Hangzhou in Fujian" is selected from: "All Tang Poems" Author: Mourong west wind blows cold through mink skin, not staying in a hurry.
Sails take the sunset over Pu, and hearts follow the bright moon to Hangzhou. When the wind is clear, you will be surprised by homesickness. Don't worry about the songs under the lights.
When you think of the prosperity of Hangzhou, you should first separate from your troubles, and then respect it. There are green hills, and you can never get tired of seeing them. How long is running water interesting? -Tang Qian Qi's "The Banquet Map of the East Pond Pavilion outside the Imperial Examination" makes the river a green ribbon and the mountain like a jade hairpin. -Tang Hanyu's "Sending Doctor Yan of Guizhou to Use the Nanzi Classic" can't build a castle peak, but after all, it flows east-Bodhisattva Man by Song Xin Qiji.
Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue", this river flows beyond heaven and earth, where there are both mountains and mountains-Wei's "Crossing the Hanshui River", the mountains are more beautiful, the clouds go to the mountains picturesque, and the clouds contend because of the clouds-Yang Hao's "Double-tone geese fall to win", the green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails come alone-Song. Su Shi's topic is Xilin wall, the mountain is heavy and there is no road, and the willow tree is bright and another village-Song. In the village of Shanxi described by Lu You, a piece of water grass will be green, and two mountains will be green-Song. Mr. Wang Anshi wrote a book on the shady wall of the lake, and the rest of the summer was scattered into Qi, and the Chengjiang River was as quiet as practice —— Qi entered the ocean, and it never came back —— Tang Libai's "Into the Wine" flew down to thousands of feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days —— Tang Libai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" sailed alone in the blue sky, but the Yangtze River flowed in the sky ——— Tang Libai's "On the Way to See Meng Haoran off Yangzhou" was Ming Che.
3. A five-word and four-sentence poem praising the motherland 1. Hu is still there, his temples are autumn first, and his tears are empty.
But make Longcheng fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.
4. Since ancient times, there has been no death in life. These five humble people dare not forget their country, but they still want to close the coffin.
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
He had settled the king's affairs in the world before his death and won a reputation. Sleeping in a remote village is not self-mourning, but also thinking about defending the country.
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. When 10 died, I knew everything was empty, but I was sad to see Kyushu.
Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice never forgot to tell Nai Weng. Man Jianghong (Yue Fei) is furious and rushes to the crown, leaning on the fence, drizzling. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will the courtiers regret it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected.
Hungry, hungry, eating pork, laughing, thirsty for Hun blood. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers.
Chaotianqiu 1 1, although Jincheng is happy, it is better to go home; Although heaven is good, it is not a place to stay for long.
Back and forth. Author: China takes home as its home, township as its hometown, country as its country, and the world as its world.
-Guanzi Herdsmen 12. Never forget your country when you are in danger, and be loyal to your country. -The Year of Zuo 13. Take a long breath to hide your tears and mourn the hardships of people's lives.
-Qu Yuan's Li Sao 14. -The Book of Rites Confucianism 15. Died of national disaster, sudden death.
-Cao Zhi's White Horse 16. The patriotism of the martyrs is also at home. -Ge Hong's "Bao Puzi's External Articles are Widely Approved" Martyr: a person with ambition and achievements.
17. Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later. -Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower".
4. Seeking ancient poems praising the motherland 1, Man Jianghong (Yue Fei)
Angry, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain.
Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Don't be idle, white and sad!
Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing.
When will courtiers hate it?
Drive a long car and break through the shortcomings of Helan Mountain!
Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.
Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!
2. Bo Qinhuai (Du Mu)
Keywords smoke cage, cold water, moon cage sand,
Stop near Qinhuai restaurant at night.
Women in business don't understand the hatred of national subjugation,
Singing backyard flowers on the other side of the river.
5. What are the poems praising the motherland?
Don du fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Summer quatrains
Song liqing Zhao
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
Zhouqiao
Fan Song Chengda
North and south of the state bridge is Tianjie, and the elders wait to drive back year after year.
I burst into tears and asked the messenger when the Sixth Army would really come.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return? -Li Bai's "Into the Wine"
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring
The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his mind. -Li Bai's "Give Pei Fourteen"
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island. -Li Bai's Looking at Tianmen Mountain
I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! -Lu You's "Xiuer"
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. -Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. -Su Shi's "Niannujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia"
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. -Du Fu's "Expressing My Mind at Night"
There is a sea of people in the east of Wan Li, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers. The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year. -Lu You's "Autumn Night Fence Gate Dawn"
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East. ()-Li Qingzhao's "Summer quatrains"
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. Make further progress-Wang Zhihuan's "Heron Tower"
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
Where the mountains end and the plains begin, the river flows into the big river. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"
North and south of the state bridge is Tianjie, and the elders wait to drive back year after year. He asked the messenger in tears, "When will the Sixth Army really come?" -Fan Chengda's "State Bridge"
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent. -Lin Sheng's "Title Lin 'an House"
6. Who can give me five poems praising the motherland? 1. "Motherland, I am proud of you!" When the magnificent Chinese watch, let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn, when the majestic Tiananmen Square, let the wind and cloud usher in the rising sun. In the ears of history, there came the rumbling echo of salute, which was the echo of the vicissitudes of China. A giant looked down at the world and the whole world heard it. The People's Republic of China (PRC) (PRC) was established! 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! My motherland, my beloved motherland. You are a cock with your head held high-awakening the silence of the dawn, you are a soaring dragon-the wind and cloud of the all-round era, you are a magnificent lion-dancing the glory of China, and you are the origin of human wisdom. That's China, my motherland. I love my motherland deeply. 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. Third, I love this land. Ai Qing, if I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat: this land hit by the storm, this river of sadness and indignation that will surge on us forever, this angry wind that blows endlessly, and the incomparable gentle dawn from the forest ...-Later I died, and even my feathers rotted in the ground.
Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply ... Fourth, my motherland, my dear motherland Shu Ting, I am an old waterwheel worn by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years, I am a miner's lamp on your forehead, and I am a withered ear of rice that you grope for in the tunnel of history; Is it the dilapidated roadbed or the barge on the muddy beach that pulls the rope deeply into your shoulder-the motherland! I am poor, I am sad, I am the painful hope of your ancestors, the flower that has not landed for thousands of years-the motherland, I am your brand-new ideal, I just broke free from the spider web of myth, I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow, I am your tearful smile nest, I am the newly painted white starting line, and the crimson dawn is spreading-the motherland, I am one billionth of you and the sum of your 9.6 million square meters. You fed me with scarred breasts, lost me, cared for me and boiled me. Then get your richness, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood-motherland, my dear motherland, coal in the furnace, Guo Moruo, my girl! I live up to your kindness and you live up to my thoughtfulness. I burned like this for the person I love! Ah, my lady! You should know my predecessor. Don't you think I am a reckless slave? Need me, a black slave, with a heart like fire.
Ah, my lady! I think my predecessor used to be a useful pillar. Buried alive for many years, until now I have to see the light again. Ah, my lady! I have often missed my hometown since I saw the light of day again. I burned like this for the person I love! The red flag flutters. You are the torch that lights the salute on the founding ceremony. A voice announces the dawn of the East to the world. You are a prophecy that opens the tide of reform and opening up. A story tells the world that the scenery here is unique. You are a torch relay and a goal to carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future. How charming this country is! Through the wind and the road, the flag we hold high is flying in the sky of the new century! Through the wind and rain, the road under our feet will always be a sunny avenue. Blow, blow! I want to praise the flowers of my motherland. I want to praise my flowery motherland! Please blow my words into a bunch of flowers, golden yellow, jade white, spring green, autumn purple, ... and then blow them all away, blow them all away, fill the sky and spread all over the earth! It's hard to find a short one.
7. Poems praising the motherland
Spring thunder thunders,
Reform and opening up are broad,
The four modernizations of international trade,
The lessons of history sound like huge waves.
Science and culture have developed rapidly,
The tenth five-year plan is to go quickly.
Industrialization of hydropower machinery,
Benefit the people and realize a well-off society.
With the return of Hong Kong and Macao,
The Chinese nation can be rich and strong,
Olympic gold medals and national prestige,
Long live the descendants of the Yellow Emperor.
Snow-a tune by China Yuan Chun.
Mao Zedong
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed;
When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
It must be sunny, wrapped in red makeup, especially enchanting.
This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.
Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent;
Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
mansion/residence of a prince
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Wang Lushan Waterfall Li Bai
Purple smoke from Rizhao incense burner, watching thousands of waterfalls hanging in Sichuan.
Thousands of feet suspected that the Milky Way had set for nine days.
Manjiang Hongyuefei
Anger rushes to the crown, rain falls on the railing.
Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.
Thirty reputations, dust and dirt,
Eight thousand miles, clouds and the moon.
Don't wait to see young people's heads turn white, empty and sad.
Jingkang shame, still not snow;
When do courtiers hate their guts!
Driving a long car to break through the lack of Helan Mountain.
Eager for pork,
Talking about the thirst for Hun blood.
Stay and clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning and go to the sky.
Yang Jiong's "Join the Army";
The flames of bonfires in Kyoto, Chang 'an City, crude gas oil.
Leaving the palace, the general will assume the command; Surrounding the enemy and attacking the city, the elite cavalry are extremely brave.
The snow is black, the flag is painted and the wind is noisy.
I'd rather be a junior officer to fight for my country than a white-faced scholar who only engraved his chapter.
Wang Changling's Fortress exposes the sufferings brought by the war, hoping that he can defend his country.
Bright moon in Qin dynasty, bright moon in Han dynasty.
The Long March hasn't come back yet.
But Dragon City will fly in,
Don't teach Huma to climb the Yinshan Mountain.
8. Praise the motherland's poem "Qinyuanchun National Day"
Wan Li has clear skies, magnificent mountains and rivers, and red flags flying.
Look at Kyushu Fiona Fang and celebrate the world; Rivers sing, fragrant everywhere.
Social stability, people's happiness, a new chapter in the spectrum of reform and opening up
Like the dragon of the world, New China stands tall in the East.
Today's glory depends on the direction of the party, government and national policies.
Looking back on the eventful years, life is ruined; There are many difficulties for the people, but the night is endless.
Bullets, risk one's life for a new red sun.
Cherish it and let the rivers and mountains go red forever.
Motherland, I am proud of you! 》
When the magnificent huabiao,
Let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn,
When the majestic Tiananmen Square,
Let the clouds meet the rising sun.
The ear of history,
The salute rumbled,
An avalanche of echoes,
It is the echo of the changes in China.
A giant looks down at the world,
A loud voice,
The whole world heard it,
People's Republic of China (PRC) was founded!
When the first five-star red flag Ran Ran was raised,
Flag of victory,
Flying in the wind of the sky,
People looked up,
The whole world saw it,
The people of China have stood up since then!
my motherland
My motherland,
My beloved motherland.
You are a rooster with your head held high, awakening the silence of the dawn.
You are a soaring dragon-the wind and cloud of the all-round era.
You are a lion, dancing the glory of China.
You are the origin of human wisdom-igniting the spark of civilization.
You have a sacred name,
That's China!
That's China, my motherland.
My beloved motherland.
I love my motherland deeply,
The beating heart has been beating for 5 thousand years,
I love my motherland deeply,
Surging blood rushed to the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,
I love my motherland deeply,
Yellow skin is printed with the color left by ancestors,
I love my motherland deeply,
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