Motherland, my dear motherland Shu Ting, I am the dilapidated old waterwheel by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years; I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead, illuminating your journey in history. I am the withered ears of rice, the roadbed in disrepair; I am the barge on the shoal that pulls the rope deeply into your shoulders, - my motherland! I am poor, I am sad.

I am the painful hope of your ancestors for generations, 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, which has just broken free from the cobweb of myth; I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow quilt; I am your laughter nest with tears; I am the newly painted snow-white starting line; I am the crimson dawn. I am gushing——My motherland! I am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters; you fed the confused me, the thoughtful me, the boiling me with your scarred breasts; then get it from my flesh and blood Your riches, your glory, your freedom; - Motherland, my dear motherland.

2. Poems about reform and opening up

Since that winter thirty years ago, a short old man designed a blueprint for a strong country with the countryside and cities as the background and then stood in China With a wave of the hand from the commanding heights of the economy, the country's long-closed door opened with a resolute and steady attitude. The grand strategic vision injected a shot in the arm into the barren China, boosting the spirit of the descendants of China. At the same time, the world's eyes focused on China and began to face up to it. Autumn passes and spring comes, fighting left and right. Thirty years of ups and downs. Thirty years of ups and downs. In the tide of reform and opening up, the Chinese people have gained courage. The ancient Chinese nation has seized the opportunity to become prosperous and powerful. Thirty years have passed by as if However, in this historical moment, a group of outstanding elements of the Communist Party led the aspiring Chinese people and poured boiling passion into the land of 9.6 million square kilometers. The souls of the great men of all ages stood quietly and watched. This miracle in the world today, in the fragrance of life, I wrote these thirty-four lines of commemorative text to express my admiration for an old man and sincerely say - thank you, our chief designer - Xiaoping. ! Lovely China! The Third Plenary Session of the 11th Central Committee of the Communist Party of China will bring you great brilliance! For thousands of years you have fallen and gotten up, fallen again and gotten up again.

Every time you become more motivated! You have finally transformed from poverty into a prosperous people and a strong country. Externally, it was invaded and expanded by imperialism, and internally, it was bruised and bruised by the oppression of feudalism.

The deprivation of bureaucratic capitalism has made the people suffer. These three mountains are pressing on the heads of the Chinese people.

In order to seek the truth that saves the country and the people, millions of heroes of the Chinese people rushed to the battlefield. We march forward with our backs straight and our chests high, driving away imperialism and wiping out all internal enemies.

Seeking the complete liberation of the people! The clarion call for reform and opening up resounds in all directions, and the people of the motherland are as energetic as a volcano erupting in building the motherland, and they are on all fronts like a handsome bird out of a cage or a horse out of its reins. Running and flying exerts endless energy.

The motherland is growing rapidly and showing prosperity everywhere. The whole country has never experienced such earth-shaking changes and prosperity as it does today. The society has never had such a new atmosphere of stability, unity, harmony and contentment as it does today.

The people have never been in such a happy mood, living happily and singing happily as they are today. You can see new brick and tile houses everywhere in the countryside, and all the men, women, old and young are wearing new clothes decorated with thousands of flowers.

Agricultural mechanization has relieved farmers of thousands of years of hardship and busyness, from cultivating and raking to harvesting and grinding. Thousands of rural areas have taken on a new look, and the differences between cities and rural areas have gradually been eliminated. The trumpet of the market economy has sounded the trumpet of the market economy, and farmers have given wings to fly to the cities and to the frontiers.

Looking around to develop his dream of getting rich, he was an engineer, technician, decorator, part-time worker, etc. They have all tried their best to package their pockets economically.

They are all exerting their own strength. The construction of spacious roads and the installation of the large-scale hydropower station in Sanmenxia.

Cars, motorcycles, tractors, harvesters, and transport planes are also flying on the rural roads like shuttles. No matter where you go, the first thing you see is young men and women holding mobile phones to their ears, ah! The endless fields of heavy wheat were golden, and within a few days they were all gone. Thirty years ago, it would take at least two months to complete the harvesting and grinding work, and you would have to wash clothes with sweat every day.

The rural market is prosperous and prices are stable, and commodities are prosperous. Cattle, sheep, pigs, chickens, fish, ducks, shrimps, fruits and vegetables are filling the market. The mutton soaked in braised pork, braised chicken and duck are all fragrant. You can eat the glutinous rice noodles, whistle noodles, handmade noodles and beef noodles at will.

Since Pangu created the world and established the Three Emperors and Five Emperors to the present day, the emperors of that dynasty could make farmers refuse to pay for grain. In order for the farmers to become well-off and prosperous as soon as possible, the central government exempted the agricultural tax from the state and no longer paid imperial grain. The farmers happily thanked the government from the bottom of their hearts and thanked the party. Without the Communist Party, there would be no new villages. Without the Communist Party, there would be no new clothes. Without the Communist Party, there would be no happiness without borders. Without the Communist Party, farmers would be free from poverty. Without the fear of hardship and fatigue, today's farmers have completely given up on begging from door to door and leaving their hometowns, and have completely given up on working as cows and horses.

The vast majority of farmers are already prosperous and well-off. ah! The reform of urban industry is even more brilliant, with modern machines driving away outdated clothing.

From the city to the countryside, a swarm of swarms of iron rice bowls and big pots of rice are flowing away. These rotten things are flowing like running water into the distance without a trace. Petroleum and coal workers are rushing to be the first in the team. Ahead, extracted fuel is delivered to city factories and thousands of villages. Workers in light and heavy industries puffed up their chests and worked vigorously.

Textile workers created a variety of cloth patterns that were decorated with thousands of flowers. Let the garment workers make beautiful new clothes that fit well.

Agricultural machinery manufacturing workers have manufactured various types of tractors, combine harvesters, flour mills, rice mills, etc., all of which are constantly replacing the physical labor in rural areas. Electric lights, telephones, plowing the fields upstairs and downstairs, no need for cattle to light lamps, no need for oil, this is no longer a fantasy.

When harvesting wheat, you no longer have to bend over and cut with your hands, but you also have to bask in the sun. Auto workers built a variety of new vehicles that raced across the wide roads in cities and rural areas.

Bridge workers have built bridges so strong and beautiful that thousands of them are scattered all over the motherland. Workers on railways and highways dig holes in the mountains and build bridges over water. Roads lead to Beijing, to the countryside, to the frontiers. Countless ships drift on the rivers, seas and lakes of the motherland, and rumbling planes transport guests to the world and the world. The airports of the motherland are full of wealth, information, wisdom, energy and prosperity.

Construction workers forget about fatigue and build magnificent buildings day and night. Each one is more beautiful than the other, and each one is changing with new patterns every day. The teachers on the cultural and educational front are devoted to the cause of education with sincerity and sincerity. New energy. Facing the world, facing the future, and facing modernization, we carefully cultivate the pillars.

The world of literary and artistic creation is implementing the policy of letting a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contending to innovate and create a new chapter of modernization that is loved by the people. Praising the new China of reform and opening up, praising the modern new culture and praising the new modern ideas, the epidemic prevention and health departments are doing everything possible to imitate Bethune in saving lives and healing the wounded to ensure the health of the people! The beloved doctors, doctors and nurses work hard to forget their fatigue and treat the patients as family members.

Their merits are incomparable and their spirit is valuable and will always be an example for people to learn from. The lovely athletes have won honors for the motherland and achieved glory again and again! I have never seen the chests of modern young men and women.

3. Poems about reform and opening up

★Poetry 1 in praise of the motherland★: The gentle autumn breeze! Blowing, blowing! I want to praise the flowers of my motherland. I want to praise my flowery motherland! Please blow my words into a cluster of flowers, yellow on gold, white on jade, green on wine in spring, purple on mountains in autumn...and then blow them all away, causing the fallen flowers to bloom, filling the sky and spreading all over the earth! ★Poetry 2 in praise of the motherland★: "Motherland, my dear motherland" I/am your new ideal, just broke free from the cobweb of myths/I/am/am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow quilt/I/am Your tearful smile; I am the newly painted snow-white starting line; it is the crimson dawn that is gushing; ——Motherland! I am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters; you fed the confused, thoughtful, and boiling me with your scarred breasts; then / from my flesh and blood Go up with your body to obtain your riches, your glory, your freedom; - O motherland, my dear / motherland! ★Poetry Three in Praise of the Motherland★: My motherland, the mountains and rivers across the Yangtze River and the Yellow River are everywhere showing a brilliant and glorious journey, like the light of a golden lamp illuminating the sails of the voyage. My motherland, you use your wise soul to lead the world to open up the world. My motherland is as beautiful as flowers. I understand the burning soul from your spirit and the hardships of opening up a glorious tomorrow. My motherland is from the frontier to the coast. With your delicate beauty, I carry my simple emotions and send my deep affection to you, wishing that my motherland will be more prosperous and dazzling. My motherland, the Yellow River, the Yangtze River, and the Great Wall have created eternal rivers and mountains. Reform, opening up, and development have lit up the world's eyes. I am proud of the glory of my motherland. The dawn-like sun of my motherland embraces firm faith and turns the surging fighting spirit into eternal persistence to create a better tomorrow. The great motherland, the cradle of Eastern civilization, is like a running train, facing the dawn of the century, raising burning faith and rushing towards a better future. Brilliant Future ★Poetry Four in Praise of the Motherland★: Ode to the Motherland———————————————— The years carry the footsteps of history, and the earth has accumulated the essence of civilization. At the beginning of the century, I think of the motherland, and I am full of heart. Passionate Motherland - Here I sing for you, Motherland, Motherland - You are the confluence of the sources of civilization accumulated over thousands of years. You are the waterfall at Hukou of the Yellow River, the white snow covering the Tianshan Mountains. You are solemn, deep, broad and broad. The torrential rivers are you. The breath of the boiling ocean is your blood, you are the theme of the world, everything in my life, the motherland, the motherland - you are the cry from the Tiananmen Tower, the burning flame of socialism, you are the clarion call of the people's revolution, a sail that rides the wind and waves, you Strong and confident, progressive and avant-garde, the grand blueprint of socialism activates your wisdom. The steaming rising sun in the East spurts your vitality. You are the creator of the world and the practitioner of socialism. Motherland, motherland - you are a ray of light on the shore of the South China Sea. A ray of sunshine in the small village of Luohu in the spring breeze. You are a railway track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. A group of derricks in the Tarim Oilfield. You are far-sighted, artistic and courageous. The great changes in the fishing villages have proved your courage. The smiles on the faces of the people are written about your great motherland - you. You have created life and transformed the world. My motherland, my motherland - you are the flying flag of world peace, the messenger of human civilization and progress. You are the warrior who defends the truth, the mother who nurtures her children. You are upright, fraternal, strong and kind. People around the world admire your mind and are grateful to the Chinese people. Your motherly love for the motherland - you soothe the pain of mankind in the war and bring the dawn of peace. Motherland, motherland - you have walked through thousands of years of history and spanned world civilizations. Keep up your kindness and fraternity, and defend green and peace. We are proud to be your children. We are proud to have such a motherland. The motherland - we are with you and we support you to move forward. Your sons and daughters firmly believe that the motherland will have a better tomorrow and the world will be better. Tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow for mankind will be better. ★Poems in Praise of the Motherland 5★: Motherland! This poetic name permeates every season of your life. It is a white dove that wakes up on the first morning of October under the blue sky! Motherland, I love you too deeply and for too long... October! My motherland, please give me a torch. I will follow your footsteps, let every dream drip with sweetness, and let all singing voices be filled with golden notes.

When you are here - please spread the colorful clouds all over the sky for me. I want to inject eternal vitality into your luxuriant flowers. The first October is always like hot tears and falling flowers, full of echoes. The tones of the Republic of China pass by. Your heart extends to the most passionate melody. In my heart, you are more than just a green island to rest. You are a red cloud that I can rise to the rhythm of, no matter the mountains, rivers, valleys, fields, paths, and countless seas. Failures and successes make October fuller! Motherland... Who wears the crown of October? On the first morning of October, in front of Tiananmen Square, I felt the lingering scent of osmanthus and the sound of harvest drums. I recalled the historical sounds on the white marble sculptures. My thoughts had changed. How could the mountains and rivers with flying clouds and thousands of miles not cultivate my beautiful character and spirit? Ethics? ! In the rising month of October, thousands of sails are racing, and my singing, my motherland, has transformed into a flock of soaring white doves, vibrating endlessly, vibrating endlessly...

4. Poems praising reform and opening up

Motherland, my dear motherland, I am you. The dilapidated old waterwheel by the river has been spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. I am you. The blackened miner's lamp on my forehead illuminates you as you snail and grope in the tunnel of history. I am the shriveled rice ears; it is the roadbed in disrepair and the barge on the shoal that pulls the rope deeply into your shoulders - 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 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 The motherland should be a towering Huabiao, let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn, be the majestic Tiananmen Square, let the wind and cloud welcome the rising sun.

In the ears of history, the rumble of salutes echoed. The echoes like mountains and oceans are the echoes of China's vicissitudes of life. A giant looked down at the world, with a loud voice that was heard all over the world, the People's Republic of China was founded! When the first five-star red flag rose slowly, the flag of victory fluttered in the wind in the clear sky, and the people raised their heads. The whole world saw it. The Chinese people have stood up since then! This history is condensed with grandeur, and it is dyed with the sunshine of October to its fullest. This impassioned momentum builds a monument standing in the east of the world.

The glorious era has written a splendid chapter of New China with vigorous hands, and the people proudly guide the country. The suffering mother wiped away the tears in her eyes, revealing her inner joy and heartfelt joy, and the motherland marched boldly towards prosperity.

To eulogize our history, there is the myth that Pangu created the world, bursting out with the light of life. To eulogize our history, the glory of the four great inventions is spread across this barren land.

To eulogize our history, we have the sage wisdom of Laozi and Confucius, and the holy fire of thousands of years of civilization illuminates us. To eulogize our history, silk and porcelain have traveled far across the ocean, and everyone knows that they come from our hometown.

Celebrating our history. The majestic formation of terracotta warriors and horses rushed out of the wolf smoke.

Praise our history, which stands in the majesty, the strength of the Great Wall. ... To eulogize our history, the land that is thousands of years old has left many tragic and tragic stories. The hat of the sick man of East Asia that has been humiliated for hundreds of years has finally been thrown to the Pacific Ocean by us. We have realized our dream of rebuilding the country.

In the fifty-four spring and autumn years, the beautiful land is in full bloom. Fifty-four spring and autumn years, the country is picturesque and poetic.

In the fifty-four spring and autumn years, the roaring iron bulls groomed the singing voices of the fields, rolling out the joy and singing of the harvest. In the fifty-four spring and autumn years, the oil-poor country had a backbone of steel, and oil derricks stood in the sea of ??sand.

In the fifty-four spring and autumn years, rainbows crossed the Yangtze River, and the majestic Three Gorges Dam locked up the vastness. Fifty-four spring and autumn years, the red clouds of "two bombs" pierced the sky, and satellites traveled in space one after another.

In the fifty-four spring and autumn years, the people’s army was mighty and mighty, defending the iron and copper walls of the motherland. In the fifty-four spring and autumn years, the people harnessed the spring breeze of reform and realized the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.

... Across our future, on this sacred land, a power that shocks the world emerges, and glory and pride shine with glory. Motherland, I am proud of you. The splendid culture of the Chinese nation merges into the long river of history and will always be stirring in my chest.

My motherland, I am proud of you. In this wonderful and magical land, the hope of taking off has once again sprouted. I have experienced my motherland. The mountains are majestic, and the majestic peaks overlook the wind and rain of history. The twilight is vast. , let the wind and clouds pass by. The solid back has withstood hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes of life.

My motherland, the great river is surging, the mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history, the rapids advance bravely, washing away the filth of hundreds of years, the stormy waves crash into the canyon, and many bumps of fate arise. My motherland has a vast land and rich resources, and its beautiful scenery has given birth to a magnificent traditional culture. The desert collects the setting sun, the bright moon intoxicates the lotus flowers, and many brilliant civilizations are still shining on the vast land.

My motherland has a hard-working people, fifty-six ethnic groups that help each other, the wonderful oriental charm, the graceful humanities, and how many beautiful and moving legends have been passed down through the ages. This is my motherland, this is the motherland that I deeply love.

I love your long and splendid history, I love the flowers on every inch of your land, I love your beautiful and magnificent rivers and mountains, and I love the tenacity and perseverance of your people. My motherland, the motherland that I deeply love.

You are the rooster with your head high-----awakening the silence of dawn. You are the dragon soaring into the sky------domesticating the storm of the times. You are the majestic lion-- ----Dancing with the majestic wind of China, you are the origin of human wisdom-----igniting the spark of civilization. You have a sacred name, that is China! That is China, my motherland.

The motherland that I deeply love. I deeply love my motherland. My beating heart beats the pulse of five thousand years. I deeply love my motherland. The surging blood rushes through the waves of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers. I deeply love my motherland. my motherland, my yellow skin is printed with the color left by my ancestors, I deeply love my motherland, my black eyes reveal my humble smile, I deeply love my motherland, my strong character stands tall like Mount Tai I love my motherland deeply, and the vast sea is filled with all my sustenance.

My motherland, lovely China, you have created a glorious history, you have raised a great nation. I am proud of your longevity. Thousands of years of strong winds cannot break your straight back. I am proud of your strength. You have withstood internal and external troubles and weathered the wasted years.

I am proud of your light. The Chinese nation has firmly grasped its own destiny. I am proud of your spirit. The reform and opening up are majestic and courageous. My lovely motherland, no matter where I go, I hold your strong arm. No matter where I live, you warm my heart.

My lovely motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century. You use speed and strength to create miracles that shock the world. With your hard work and wisdom, you have carried out another more brilliant development! Motherland, motherland.

5. Urgently looking for poems or famous aphorisms about reform and opening up

Only when life experiences are summarized into famous aphorisms can they be easily passed down.

This helps people realize that their experiences can be forgotten like smoke, and their hearts are selfless and wide-open. ——Tao Zhu Always seek to benefit others, not yourself.

——Xie Juezai All self-interested lives are irrational and animal lives. ——Leo Tolstoy Human reason destroys superstition, and human emotion will also destroy egoism.

——Heine Selflessness is a rare morality, because there is no profit from it. —— Brecht The gentleman is known as righteousness, and the villain is known as benefit.

——Confucius Don’t worry about poverty and lowliness, and don’t dwell on wealth. ——Tao Yuanming Wealth and honor are not obscene and poor and lowly are happy. When a man comes here, he is a hero.

——Cheng Hao Poverty and a clean and simple life are exactly where we revolutionaries can overcome many difficulties! ——Fang Zhimin The three armies can seize the commander, but an ordinary man cannot seize the will. ——Confucius Those who are not strong in ambition are not wise enough.

——Mo Zhai The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan! ——Chen She Aim high. —— Zhuge Liang The old man is always ambitious, but his ambition is to reach a thousand miles; the martyr is still ambitious in his old age.

——Cao Cao The sparrows play with the chariot firewood, and the swans roam safely. ——Cao Zhi: Be poor and strong, and you will not fall into the clouds.

——Wang Bo Dapeng rises with the wind in one day and soars up to 90,000 miles. ——Li Bai Those who achieved great things in ancient times not only had extraordinary talents, but also had perseverance.

——Su Shi. He was a great man in life, but a ghost hero in death. To this day, he misses Xiang Yu and refuses to cross the Yangtze River. ——Li Qingzhao A strong ambition will not grow old with age, but it will still be like a ghost after death.

——Lu You Therefore, those who are determined are motivated by the desire to learn; being scholars are determined by their determination. ——Wang Yangming Poverty is not shameful, but shameful is poverty without ambition.

——Lv Kun We judge people’s activities by their purposes. Only when the purpose is great can the activity be said to be great.

——Chekhov It is a sad mentality to be indecisive without ideals. —— Bacon The ideal of life is for the ideal life.

——Zhang Wentian As long as people have a belief and pursuit, they can endure any hardship and adapt to any environment. ——Ding Ling The ideal character should not only satisfy the material needs, but also satisfy the spiritual purpose.

——Hegel A person who can think is truly a person with boundless power. ——Balzac A person who is not inspired by the enthusiasm of devotion will never do anything great.

——Chernyshevsky A common cause and a common struggle can give people the power to endure everything. —— Ostrovsky I never regard comfort and happiness as the purpose of life itself---this ethical basis, I call it the ideal of the pigsty.

——Einstein 1) Human life is limited, but serving the people is infinite. I must devote my limited life to unlimited service to the people. (2) I would like to be a pine on the mountains and rocks, not a willow on the lakeshore and riverside.

I would rather train myself in the hard struggle in the storm than spend my life in calm days. (3) A drop of water will never dry up until it is put into the ocean. A person can be most powerful only when he integrates himself with the collective cause.

(4) One flower cannot dress up the beautiful spring. Only when one person takes the lead can one move alone. Only when everyone takes the lead can the mountains and seas be moved. (5) We are the masters of the country and should think about the country at all times.

(6) I hope that every time I recall, I will not feel guilty about life. (7) Anyone who plays games with life will achieve nothing; whoever cannot dominate himself will always be a slave. (8) I would like to be a screw forever. A drop of water will never dry up until it is put into the ocean. A person can be most powerful only when he integrates himself with the collective cause.

One flower cannot dress up the beautiful spring. Only when one person takes the lead can one move alone. Only when everyone takes the lead can the mountains be moved. We are the masters of the country and should always think about the country.

Human life is limited, but serving the people is unlimited. I must devote my limited life to unlimited service to the people. Treat comrades as warm as spring, treat work as hot as summer, treat individualism as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves, and treat enemies as ruthlessly as the harsh winter.

...If you are a drop of water, have you moistened an inch of the land? If you are a ray of sunshine, do you light up a bit of darkness? If you are a grain of food, have you nurtured useful lives? If you are the smallest screw, will you always stay at your position in life? If you want to tell us what you thought, do you disseminate the most beautiful ideal day and night? Since you are alive, do you work hard for the future of human life, making the world more beautiful day by day? I want to ask you, what have you brought for the future? In the warehouse of life, we should not just be endless payers.

Youth is always beautiful, but true youth only belongs to those who always strive for the top, those who always work selflessly, and those who are always humble.

Strength comes from unity, wisdom comes from labor, action comes from thought, and honor comes from collective. When it comes to work, we must align ourselves with the comrades who are most motivated, and in life, we must align ourselves with the comrades who are least motivated.

Anyone who only thinks about the people and not himself will surely receive high honor and prestige. On the other hand, if there is only an individual in mind and no people in mind, they will be cast aside by the people sooner or later.

The most glorious thing in the world - labor. The most decent people in the world - workers.

Some people say they are busy at work and have no time to study. I think the problem is not that you are busy at work, but whether you are willing to study and whether you can squeeze in time.

There is time to study. The question is whether we are good at squeezing and whether we are willing to drill. There is no hole in a good wooden board, but why can nails be driven in? This is done by squeezing in through pressure and drilling in through hard work.

Nails have two advantages: one is squeezing strength, and the other is drilling strength. In our studies, we must also promote this "nail" spirit and be good at squeezing and drilling.

I think a revolutionary should put the interests of the revolution first and contribute everything to the cause of the party. This is the happiest thing. Treat other people's difficulties as your own difficulties, and regard your comrades' happiness as your own happiness.

A proud person is actually an ignorant person. He doesn't know how many bowls of dry rice he can eat. He doesn't understand that he is just a drop in the ocean...

6. Are there any seven-character poems about reform and opening up?

Three shorter poems (titles of your own choice) (1) In the 30th year of reform and opening up, the people have become rich and the country has become strong and popular.

Two usually wear shackles, and three represent the soul of the party. The peak of the flood hits the big city, and the trickle comes from Xiaogang Village.

Thirty-eight years will pass, and we will be even more prosperous and joyful. December 18, 2008 in Shijiazhuang (2) Thirty years of reform and opening up, the country has enjoyed unprecedented peace and prosperity.

Abandon the philosophy of struggle and establish a scientific outlook on development. The surname is Zi and She are two sophistry, and the name is black cat and white cat.

Thanks to Deng Gongzhong’s plan, the dark clouds cleared and the blue sky appeared. December 19, 2008 in Shijiazhuang (3) In the 30th autumn of reform and opening up, both cities and rural areas have had a good harvest.

We will always remember the three years of suffering caused by human disasters and the ten years of the Cultural Revolution. There are taboos in the commodity economy, but there are no gaps in market planning.

Who has the brighter sun and moon? If you don’t believe in the rules, be brave enough to explore. A seven-character poem on reform and opening up in Shijiazhuang on December 20, 2008. I am walking with reform and opening up. On October 1, 59 years ago, the Chinese people held their heads high.

The whole world is white when the breast chicken sings, and the Eastern lion shows off its grace. Deng Shuai set the rudder and adjusted the sails, and he was brave and brave.

Scientific and technological productivity, benefiting farmers and plowing the fields. The goal of market economy is established, with medical housing ranking first.

One country, two systems, Hong Kong and Macao, passionately defending sovereignty. The 30th autumn of reform and opening up, the fruits of the golden autumn will be harvested in October.

With food, clothing, housing and transportation, the country is rich and the people are strong and prosperous. Moral education is people-oriented, and the two flags of civilization should not be bent.

We are united in the earthquake relief effort, and we are a mighty force protecting our homeland. National fitness is unprecedented, and the Beijing Olympics is a century-old achievement.

Traveling in space and singing songs, Shenqi explores the majesty of the moon. A harmonious society is being built together, and happiness is pouring into millions of households.

7. Poems about reform and opening up (one article now)

Poetry: A jar of wine that has been brewing for 30 years - written for the 30th anniversary of reform and opening up

< p>Three decades of traveling through the long tunnel of time and space with just a snap of the fingers

It can make the sun and the moon towering, it can make the mind strong, and it can make dreams fly

30 years of great change 30 The Spring and Autumn Fruits of the Year

China has used its own unique way

to carefully brew a jar of rich wine

The aroma of the wine has traveled across the ocean

Amazing and envious of the eyes of all skin colors

That is a jar of authentic domestic famous brand liquor

It uses the spring breeze and rain as the puree

It uses the spirit of thought Unprecedented openness is at its core

It is characterized by sincere dedication of hard work

It took 30 years to achieve the aroma of wine

It is refreshing and pleasant Its fragrance is alluring, it is moist and long-lasting

Leading every pair of eyes to observe the world with depth

Leading every pair of eyes to interact with the world with maturity

That is an altar Pure home-produced wine

Chinese grapes are sweet and sour

The wine produced is refreshing and warm to the spleen and stomach

It decorates the dining tables of Chinese people

It enriches the lives of Chinese people

It delights the spirit of Chinese people

The most unforgettable: China’s 1978 eating chaff from swallowing vegetables

30 years later, in 2008

A huge country can be associated with wine

1.3 billion Chinese people have gradually arrived in a well-off society

Enjoy Enjoy the sweetness and glory brought by grape wine

That is where the spring thunder of a jar of fresh and refreshing fresh beer is heard

The hops are blooming and the beer foam is flying everywhere

< p>Wandering in the wind and clouds of 30 years

Depicting magnificence in 30 years of splashing ink

Cool, clear and mellow

The pace of reform is actually Such rapid progress

The result of openness is so heart-stirring

Every pair of eyes brings joy to the brow

That’s it Like our best friends every weekend

Sitting around the city wine table or the dining table in the farmhouse

Expressing relaxation and comfort as you like

Experiencing beer as you like The delicious taste and the coolness of summer

It is a jar of long-lasting fragrant tonic wine

Use a variety of nutrients to make every drop of wish and dream come true

30 Years of hard work recorded a great era

30 years of journey shaped the rise of a nation

Now the sea has turned into a mulberry field

Flags are flying everywhere and spirits are everywhere High-spirited

Savoring the vicissitudes of the past 30 years

I saw clearly again:

Great changes are dependent on us and moving is with us

Looking forward to the future with pride, I sincerely and persistently believe

This jar of wine will exude a richer aroma

Overflowing every heart and nourishing every pair of eyes< /p>

The bright sky and brilliant imagination that nourish a nation

Poetry for the 30th Anniversary of Reform and Opening Up

Male) Thirty Years of Hard Journey

< p>Thirty years of hard work

In the tide of reform and opening up

The wise communists

Seize