Inspirational poems that love the motherland

Our motherland has a long history, an ancient civilization and a long history of culture. In the long river of the glorious history of the motherland for thousands of years, many ethnic people have written songs of justice with their blood and lives. The following is an inspirational poem about loving the motherland that I shared. Let's have a look.

1, "I love this land"

Ai Qing

If I were a bird,

I should also sing with a 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. "I'm from China"

Wen Yiduo

I'm from China,

I am the god of the Yellow Emperor, blood yin;

I come from the highest place on earth,

Pamir is my hometown.

My race is a big river,

We ran down the slope of Kunlun Mountain,

We crossed the Asian continent,

We got rid of beautiful customs.

Great nation, great nation!

Solemn as five mountains,

The vast Pacific ocean bottom survey,

The softness of spring clouds and the boldness of autumn wind.

Our history can be sung,

When he was Yao, the old man knocked on the ground.

Knocked out the quiet music,-

Our history is a folk song.

Our history is a golden bucket.

Fang Yi, full of emperors offering sacrifices to heaven!

We respect people, and we are in harmony with heaven.

We are happy immortals.

Our history is a clear tear,

Confucius mourned the death of Kirin tears;

Our history is a burst of laughter,

Smile of Zhuang Zhou, Chunyu Kun and Dong Fangshuo.

I'm from China,

I have a heart of Yao and Shun in my heart.

My blood is Jing Ke Nie Zheng's blood,

I am the legacy of Shennong Huangdi.

My wisdom is really strange,

He is a gift from the hippo.

The rhythm of my song,

It was originally taught by Phoenix in Nine Treasures.

My heart is filled with the silence of the Gobi.

The face has the color of the waves of the Yellow River.

The stone drops on Mount Tai became my patience,

The majestic Jiange propped up my soul.

I didn't sleep! I didn't sleep.

The spiritual fire in my heart is still burning;

My flame burns stronger and stronger,

I am trembling with love for my motherland.

My memory is still a hemp rope,

The rope was covered with countless knots;

The knot is a historical event-

I am 5000 years old.

I am the history of the past five thousand years,

I am the history of the next five thousand years.

I want to repair this history,

Prepare to rehearse the future of history.

Our future history is a song:

He also sang the music of Haiyan Heqing.

Our future history is a glass of wine,

He also dedicated his life to the emperor in the golden bucket.

Our future history is a teardrop,

My tears washed away the sorrow of mankind.

Our future history is laughter,

My laughter drove away the troubles of the universe.

We are a river, a Tianhe,

An ignorant light wave! ——

We are 400 million immortal stars;

Our position is always doomed.

Great nation! Great nation!

I am the originator of oriental culture;

My life is the life of the world.

I'm from China!

3. "One sentence"

Wen Yiduo

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.

Explosion:

"Our China!"

What should I say today?

You don't believe that Cycas blooms,

So there is a sentence you listen to:

When the volcano couldn't help being silent,

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

Wait until the blue sky thunders.

Explosion:

"Our China!"

4. Coal in the stove

Guo Moruo

-attachment to the motherland

Ah, my lady!

I will live up to your hospitality.

Don't let me down.

I'm doing this for the people I love.

Burn like this!

Ah, my lady!

You should know my predecessor.

Don't you think I am a reckless slave?

Want me to lie in the arms of this black slave

As long as there is a heart like fire.

Ah, my lady!

I think my predecessor

Originally a useful pillar,

I have been buried alive for years.

Only now have I seen the light of day again.

Ah, my lady!

Ever since I saw the light again

I often miss my hometown.

I'm doing this for the people I love.

Burn like this!

5. "Patriotism"

The soul returns to the mountains and rivers to fight Wan Li,

Books give good news and return my dreams.

Snow floats in Wan Li, sealing the Great Wall.

Endless land breeds heroes!

6. Patriots

Only the mood is left in the bag.

Trekking a rugged distance.

That's enough. Enrich when you are decadent.

Those experiences left behind

The mood of weeds on the roadside

Decorate the sympathy of passers-by

The green landscape is covered with dust.

How time flies.

On the eve of the duel

Write a love letter

If the bayonet goes through the chest

You will receive a beautiful red flower.

Thirst exceeds the limit

The fusion of these connections

Some warp and weft interweave

Network, only thinking horizontally.

Zhuanghang has climbed the mountain.

The dangerous peak is magnificent in front of us.

The long bones in those fossils

Made a crutch.

Those road signs

Guide love and hold it in your hand.

Patriotism

You can fight at any time.

Follow your heart.

Conquer your eyes.

If the bomb goes off,

Bayonets have gone through a period of history.

Belong to any part of the motherland

All the voyeurism and brutality.

Is humiliating future generations.

Every calendar jumps with the soul.

patriot

Because I love my motherland deeply.

Anycorner

Poetry with a gun.

7. Patriotic health folk songs

* * *, love the people, the people are the masters of peace.

Quality and physique go hand in hand, and healthy exercise is in full swing.

Patriotic health blossoms, the sky is high and the sea is far away.

Beijing ruled Longxugou, and Chongqing became a livable city.

Patriotic health is a magic weapon, and a healthy life is indispensable.

The urban and rural environment has been greatly improved, the air is fresh and I feel good.

The room is clean and bright, and the trees outside are fragrant with osmanthus.

Patriotic health is carried out year after year, and there is a new atmosphere every year.

A broom sweeps a room, and a million brooms sweep the world.

A lot of "fog" was swept away, revealing the joke.

Sunshine is warm and healthy.

Patriotism and health persist, and a happy life will last forever.

8. "National mourning, patriotism will last forever"

Between you and me, maybe and no.

Facing the cracks in the earth.

Facing the mottled stone tablet

Facing the image of a group of desperate people.

Facing the innocence and regret of various lives.

Tear off that flag and break it.

Arrows and spears stained with blood.

Don't dream vaguely, hold those cold hands tightly.

Smoke, flames, shouts.

Yes, the tears are gone.

Only those discerning eyes are staring at the vicissitudes of this country.

Only those flowers and plants that grow on you are colorful.

Only a lot of tidbits are deposited in your cup and mine.

The pain of dreams is colorful and brilliant, and short-sighted people are short-sighted.

Just ... just ... tall and tragic.

In the shadow of the flag.

Sprinkle a glass of wine for you.

I lit a stick of incense for you.

Repeat the prayer of life for you

I lit firecrackers of happiness and sadness for you.

As if in the middle, singing the praises of life.

The hero's body, combined into those walls

Form a beautiful garden restaurant.

Formed a painful scene of singing and dancing in groups.

Heart to heart feels heavy.

The proposition given by the scarred stone tablet fragments

Without their dedication, without their dedication.

We can be in the beautiful scenery.

Singing and lyric, argument and competition and creation

Can chop the waves again and again without regrets.

9. "Listen to patriotic songs"

Listen to patriotic songs

Listen to an epic history.

On the way to Long March

The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle.

Those who are always swearing.

Do you know

Without * * *, there would be no new China.

Listen to patriotic songs

Listen to an epic history.

In the storm

The Yellow River roared in front of me.

Flooding the computer desk day and night.

Those who wander in the game.

Please come back to reality.

Listen to patriotic songs

Listen to an epic history.

Hong mei Hua kai

Jiang Jie and her comrades were all black and blue.

Embroidered with sacred faith and hope for tomorrow.

People who don't know how to cherish.

Please hold on to happiness.

Don't let it slip away

Listen to patriotic songs

Listen to an epic history.

Flames are everywhere.

The guerrillas set off again

Those greedy people sitting behind the desk.

You must be careful.

The sharpshooter in the green tent

aim at

Listen to patriotic songs

Listen to an epic history.

Get up, get up

Those who are polluted by noise

Listen to a heroic hymn

Let the soul be washed and sublimated

We go hand in hand.

Build a better home

10, rational patriotism, listen to the party's command

Japanese pirates are rampant in nature and have been plundering at sea for many years.

The natural disaster of Dan Dan Pill will be annihilated, and the only way out is to invade other countries.

Ryukyu Island paid tribute for a long time, which was destroyed by Japanese thieves and occupied Okinawa.

Raise the national flag, make a clear oath, and raise the taro field.

The old man looked around and brandished a knife to kill the rascal.

Didn't you see which gang the street trip was for?

What should I do if I don't know my voice is broken?

A cavity of blood won't hurt,

Once sprayed on the battlefield.

1 1, "I love my country, and I love the world even more."

I love my country, and I love the world even more.

So I shut up.

Don't communicate with so-called pure patriots

Because I am their night.

The slogan is suffocating here, and his crying collapses.

They cried and prayed on the graves.

Just for the same blood

They praise and curse the tomb only because of different skin colors.

The ark was cut open.

Happy eyes

Comfortable thoughts

As the stagnant water no longer flows under your feet.

The seeds are soaked in the bottom of the pot.

Pigeons are sent to the kitchen.

I locked myself in a cage.

Never mind the barren gravel under your feet.

I don't care about the flight of flies around me.

Needles and threads of different races

Sew up your mouth and your heart.

Sew up the ecstasy that once cheered for the tsunami

I only care about sentient beings

Care about the earth

Care about the happy soil that can accept life.

Strong winds will break all totems.

Will be instantly lost in the fear of collapse.

Lions and ants, flowers and dead branches

Die together in flames and ashes.