1. What are the ancient poems that express gratitude to the motherland?

1. I take a long breath to cover my tears, mourning the hardships of the people's lives.

Author: Qu Yuan

Dynasty: Warring States

From: "Li Sao"

Translation: Sigh loudly and cover it with your hands His face was full of tears, and he was very sad for the disasters in people's lives.

2. I don’t dare to worry about my country even if I am in a humble position. The coffin must be closed before the matter is settled.

Author: Lu You

Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty I dare not forget to worry about state affairs. (People) have to die before the coffin can be finalized.

3. When Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices.

Author: Lu You

Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty

From: "Shi'er"

Translation: When the Song Dynasty army recovered the lost land in the Central Plains On that day, don’t forget to tell me when you hold a family ceremony!

4. Since ancient times, no one has ever died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.

Author: Wen Tianxiang

Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty

From: "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

Translation: Since ancient times, people have inevitably died. ! If you can be loyal to your country, you will still be able to shine for thousands of years after your death and leave your name in history.

5. It must be said: "Be worried about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness."

Author: Fan Zhongyan

Dynasty: Northern Song Dynasty

From: "Yueyang Tower"

Translation: They will definitely say: "In the world Worry first before people worry, and rejoice only after everyone in the world rejoices.” 2. What are the ancient poems that express gratitude to the motherland?

1. I take a long breath to cover my tears, mourning the hardships of the people's livelihood.

Author: Qu Yuan Dynasty: Warring States Period From: "Li Sao" Translation: Sighing loudly, covering the tears on his face with his hands, feeling very sad for the troubled life of the people. 2. I dare not forget to worry about my country even though I am in a humble position. The coffin must be closed before things are settled.

Author: Lu You Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty From: "Sickness in the Book" Translation: Although he is in a low position, he never dares to forget to worry about state affairs, and the coffin can only be finalized after death. 3. When Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices.

Author: Lu You Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty From: "Shi'er" Translation: On the day when the Song Dynasty army regains the lost land in the Central Plains, don't forget to tell me when you hold family sacrifices! 4. Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyalty will be remembered by history. Author: Wen Tianxiang Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty From: "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" Translation: Since ancient times, people are bound to die! If you can be loyal to your country, you will still be able to shine for thousands of years after your death and leave your name in history.

5. It must be said: "Be worried about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness." Author: Fan Zhongyan Dynasty: Northern Song Dynasty From: "Yueyang Tower" Translation: They will definitely say: "Be worried before the world is worried, and be happy after the world is happy." 3. Ancient poems expressing gratitude to the motherland 3

1. "Spring Outlook" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.

The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.

2. "Summer Quatrains" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty

Live as a hero, and die as a ghost. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

3. "Zhouqiao" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

To the north and south of Zhouqiao are Tianjie, where old people are waiting to drive home.

Holding back tears, he asked the envoy: When will the Sixth Army really come?

4. "Inscribed on Lin'an Residence" by Song Linsheng

Outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain, when will the singing and dancing in the West Lake begin? stop.

The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they call Hangzhou Bianzhou.

5. "Shi'er" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty

When you die, you know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.

Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he did not forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices.

6. "On an Autumn Night, I Feel the Dawn as I Go Out of the Fence Gate to Welcome the Coolness" by Lu You, Song Dynasty

Thirty thousand miles east of the river, there is a sea of ??people, and five thousand are still on the skyscrapers.

The remaining people shed tears in the dust, and look south to see Wang Shi for another year.

7. "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" by Song Wen Tianxiang

After a hard encounter, only a few stars are scattered around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs.

Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean.

Since ancient times, no one has ever died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.

8. "Song of Lime" by Ming Yuqian

Thousands of hammers carved out the mountains, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened.

Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in this world.

9. "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" (Part 5) Qing Gong Zizhen

The sun is setting in the daytime of the mighty separation, and the whip is chanting to the east and pointing to the end of the world.

Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.

10. "Crossing the Fortress" by Changling, King of Tang Dynasty

The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty and the Pass of the Han Dynasty, the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Huma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountains.

11. "The River is Red" by Song Yuefei

He was so angry that he leaned against the railing, and the misty rain stopped.

Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings.

Thirty years of fame are like dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

Don’t wait any longer, as your young head turns gray and you are filled with sorrow!

Jingkang’s shame is still not over. When will the hatred of the ministers be extinguished?

Drive a long car and conquer the gap in Helan Mountain!

Zhuangzhi eats Hun meat when hungry, and drinks Hun blood when he is thirsty.

Start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!

12. "Wearing that the army was taking over Henan and Hebei" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Suddenly it was heard outside the sword that Jibei was being taken over. When I first heard about it, my clothes were filled with tears.

But seeing where his wife is worried, she fills the book with poetry and is filled with joy.

You have to indulge in drinking when you sing in the white song, and you can return to your hometown with the company of youth.

That is to say, it passes through Wu Gorge from Ba Gorge and then goes down to Xiangyang towards Luoyang. 4. Ancient poems expressing gratitude to the motherland

1. "Wearing that the army has taken over Henan and Hebei" written by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty. Suddenly it was said outside the sword that Jibei was taken over. When I first heard about it, my clothes were filled with tears.

But seeing where his wife is worried, she fills the book with poetry and is filled with joy. To sing during the day, you need to indulge in alcohol. Youth is a good companion for returning home.

That is to say, it passes through Wu Gorge from Ba Gorge and then goes down to Xiangyang towards Luoyang. Translation: Suddenly, the news of Jibei came from outside the sword. When I heard it, my clothes were filled with tears.

Looking back, I saw that my wife and children were still a little bit sad, and I rolled up a book of poems and was ecstatic. When the sun shines, I sing loudly and drink wine. I take advantage of the bright spring light to return to my hometown with my wife and children.

Just go from Baxia to Wuxia, pass Xiangyang and then go straight to Luoyang. 2. "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty After a hard encounter, there are only a few stars around to fight.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs. Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean.

Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to reflect history. Translation: Looking back on the hardships I went through in my early years from the imperial examination to becoming an official, four hard years have passed since the war subsided.

The country is in danger like willow catkins in the strong wind, and the ups and downs of one's life are like duckweeds floating without roots in the rain, rising and sinking. The disastrous defeat at Panpantan makes me still panic to this day. It is a pity that I was trapped in Yuanlu alone in the ocean, and I have been helpless since then.

Since ancient times, people are bound to die! If you can be loyal to your country, you will still be able to shine for thousands of years after your death and leave your name in history. 3. "Manjianghong: Out of Beijing on September 21st to Nostalgia for the Past" by Shi Dazu of the Song Dynasty The sky looks like the Han Dynasty, and the people are nostalgic for the country.

Heaven hates captives, and ministers are disloyal to virtue. Take advantage of Jian Ling and capture Ao Ji.

Isn’t it true that Lao Tzu has no knowledge of the world, and the poet does not predict the military strategy? Look at the wind and the moon and sing the beauty of spring.

Translation: God helps my great Han Dynasty, the people miss the Song Dynasty; the Jin Dynasty must be destroyed, and their ministers are all alienated from morality. I wish Master Wang to press Mount Tai to the top of the sky to fight against the enemy and regain his homeland as soon as possible.

I have the skills to save the country, but I have no choice but to offer peace and military strategies. Only new poems are prepared, waiting for the river to clear and Haiyan to reunify the motherland.

I let go of my singing voice and sang about the beauty of spring. 4. "Song under the Fortress" by Li Yi of the Tang Dynasty Fu Bo only wished that his corpse would be returned, so there was no need for Dingyuan to enter the pass.

Don’t send a single wheel back to the sea cave, leaving an arrow to shoot at the Tianshan Mountains. Translation: You should be like Ma Yuan who only wants to die on the battlefield and be buried in horse leather, why should you be like Ban Chao who insists on saving your life and entering the customs alive to return to your hometown! To completely annihilate the enemy, not a single enemy should be allowed to escape, and should stay on the border so that the enemy does not dare to invade again.

5. "Two Poems on Going Out of the Fortress" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty is close to the Han Dynasty, and the people who have marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain.

Translation: It is still the bright moon and the border in the Qin and Han Dynasties, and those who have traveled thousands of miles to participate in the expedition have not yet returned. If the famous generals who had been able to resist foreign enemies were still there, the Xiongnu would never have been allowed to go south to herd horses across the Yinshan Mountains. 5. Verses of gratitude to the motherland

Motherland, my dear motherland, I am your dilapidated old waterwheel by the river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years, I am the blackened miner’s lamp light on your forehead. You are snailing and groping in the tunnel of history. I am a withered ear of rice; I am a roadbed in disrepair and a barge on the shoal. The rope is deeply tied into your shoulders - my motherland! I am poverty, I am sorrow, I am the painful hope of your ancestors for generations, I am the flower on the sleeves of "Flying Sky" that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years - the motherland, I am your brand-new ideal, just broke free from the cobweb of myth, I am you The germ of ancient lotus under the snow, I am your laughing nest with tears, I am the newly painted snow-white starting line, the crimson dawn is gushing out - Motherland, I am one billionth of you, you are 9.6 million The sum of the squares, you fed the confused me with your scarred breasts, the thoughtful me, the boiling me, then I will get your richness, your glory, your freedom from my flesh and blood - Motherland, my dear motherland.

6. Poems about gratitude to the motherland

"Motherland, my dear motherland"

——Shu Ting

I am the shabby old water by your river Car

Spinning tired songs for hundreds of years

I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead

Following your snail's groping in the tunnel of history

I am a shriveled rice ear; a roadbed in disrepair

I am a moored boat on the silt that pulls the rope deep into your shoulder

——My motherland!

I am poverty, I am sorrow

I am your ancestors

The painful hope

It is on the sleeves of "Flying Sky"

Flowers that have not fallen to the ground for thousands of years

——My motherland!

I am your new ideal

Just broke free from the cobweb of myth

I am the germ of the ancient lotus under your snow quilt

I am the newly painted snow-white starting line

It is the crimson dawn

It is gushing

——My motherland!

I am one billionth of you

I am the sum of your 9.6 million square meters

With your scarred breasts

I am confused, I am deep in thought, I am boiling

Then get it from my flesh and blood

Your wealth, your glory, your right to freedom

- Motherland!

My dear motherland 7. Be grateful to the motherland. Start with ancient poems from a young age

Ten poems of gratitude

Work hard and die. (Zhuge Liang's "The Master's Model")

The crow has the meaning of feeding back, and the sheep know the kindness of kneeling to breast.

The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring.

Whoever said that the heart of an inch of grass will reap three rays of spring

The bees sipped honey from the flowers and thanked Yingying when they left. The flamboyant butterfly believes that the flower should thank him. —— Rabindranath Tagore

When people help me, I will never forget them; when I help others, I will never forget them. —— Hua Luogeng

Every kind of favor has a barb, which will hook the mouth that swallows the favor. The benefactor can drag him wherever he wants—— Tang En

Ingratitude is worse than lying, vanity, gossip, drunkenness or other evils that exist in the weak heart - British proverb

Despicable people are always ungrateful: ingratitude is what it is The despicable part - Hugo

An ungrateful person cannot be saved when he is in trouble - Greek proverb

If a person receives a great favor and later turns against the benefactor If he wants to take care of his own dignity, he must be more vicious than an unrelated stranger. He has to prove the other person's guilt to explain his ruthlessness - Thackeray

Gratitude is the smallest of virtues , Ingratitude is the worst of vices - British proverb

An ignorant person wants to do something good, but ends up doing harm to others; a little magpie plucks out its mother's feathers, thinking it is repaying the kindness it has given her. Gratitude - Tibetan proverb

The kindness of parents cannot be drowned in water or extinguished by fire - Soviet proverb

A father's kindness is higher than the mountains, and a mother's kindness is deeper than the sea - Japanese proverb 8. Urgently looking for poems, articles, and famous quotes about gratitude to the motherland

Motherland, my dear motherland. Original work: Shu Ting, you are the dilapidated old waterwheel by the river that has been spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. You are the one on my forehead. The blackened miner's lamp is snailing and groping in the tunnel of history. You are the shriveled rice ears; it is the roadbed in disrepair and the barge on the silt that pulls the rope deeply into our shoulders - the motherland! My suffering motherland! You are poverty, you are sorrow, you are the painful hope of our ancestors for generations, you are the flowers on the sleeves of "Flying Sky" that have not fallen to the ground for thousands of years - the motherland! My suffering motherland! You are a brand-new ideal, about to break free from the cobweb of myth. You are the germ of the ancient lotus under the snow quilt. You are the laughing nest with tears. You are the newly painted snow-white starting line. You are the crimson dawn that is gushing out - the motherland! My motherland full of hope! I am one 1.6 billion of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square kilometers. You fed the confused me with your scarred breasts. I am deep in thought and boiling. Then I will get you from my flesh and blood. Your riches, your glory, your freedom - my motherland! My dear motherland.