When I was a child/homesickness was a small stamp/I was here/my mother was there.
When I grow up/homesickness is a narrow ticket/I am here/the bride is there.
Later/homesickness was a low grave/I was outside/my mother was inside.
Now/homesickness is a shallow strait/I am here/the mainland is there-this is ok and simple. Is it the first grade of primary school? Besides, it makes sense.
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!
This period of history embodies greatness,
Indulge in the sunshine in October,
This momentum is full of passion,
Built a monument to stand in the east of the world.
A glorious era,
With strong hands,
He wrote a glorious chapter of the new China,
People proudly pointed out the direction.
Suffering mother,
Wipe the tears from your eyes,
Show your inner joy, be happy sincerely,
The motherland bravely moves towards prosperity.
Praise our history,
There is a myth that Pangu created the world.
Generate the light that shines with life.
Praise our history,
There are four great inventions,
Sow on this barren land.
Praise our history,
With the wisdom of Laozi and Confucius,
The flame of thousands of years of civilization has illuminated us.
Praise our history,
Silk porcelain crossed the ocean,
Everyone knows that this belongs to our hometown.
Praise our history.
In the smoke,
A powerful terracotta army lineup.
Praise our history,
Standing in that solemn place,
The power of the Great Wall in Wan Li.
……
Praise our history,
Thousands of years of ancient land,
How many tragic stories have been left behind,
The century-old shame hat of the sick man of East Asia,
We finally threw it into the Pacific Ocean,
We have realized our dream of reorganizing rivers and mountains.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
The splendid land is full of spirit.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
Picturesque and poetic.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
The roaring iron cow combed the sound of the field,
Roll up the joy and singing of harvest.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
Oil-poor land supports the backbone of steel,
The oil derrick stands in the sand sea.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
A rainbow across the Yangtze River,
The majestic Three Gorges Dam blocked thousands of miles.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
"Two bombs" of red clouds pierced the sky,
Satellites travel in space.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
The people's army is mighty and magnificent,
An iron wall to defend the motherland.
Fifty-four spring and autumn periods,
The people are riding the spring breeze of reform,
Realize the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.
……
Through our future,
In this sacred land,
Bob sends out the power to shake the world,
Brilliant face is shining with glory and pride.
Motherland,
I'm proud of you,
The splendid culture of the Chinese nation,
In the long history,
Stir in my chest forever.
Motherland,
I'm proud of you,
In this wonderful and magical land,
The hope of soaring has sprouted again.
The giant pen of history will write your glory in the new century!
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Poetry recitation "Praise of Civilization"
It is difficult for a person who does not know civilization to make progress, and it is difficult for a nation who does not know civilization to be truly liberated. Therefore, we should start from ourselves and shoulder the responsibility of self-improvement, so that civilization will always exist in our words and deeds. Because you have civilization, you have everything beautiful!
Being a civilized person is a choice without loss and a profound understanding of the universe and human order. Because civilization itself is relaxed, free and easy, practical, "give me a fulcrum, I can hold up the earth!" " "Civilization is sometimes as incredible as great scientists say.
China is an ancient civilization with a history of 5,000 years. The Chinese nation has always been a civilized and polite country, gentle, elegant and courteous. A person's gestures, voice and smile all reflect a person's temperament and cultivation. Xun Ziyun: "If you don't learn etiquette, you can't stand it. You can't live without manners. It's not good to be rude. Rude is uneasy. " Civilization and etiquette are the foundation of our study and life, and the arm of our healthy growth.
Mr. Tao Xingzhi, an educator in China, has a famous saying: "A thousand teachers teach people to seek truth, and ten thousand students learn to be human." It is said that teachers should first educate students to be sincere people, and students should learn to be civilized people and social people. Only in this way can we truly be "patriotic and law-abiding, humble and honest, United and friendly, diligent and self-reliant, dedicated and dedicated".
These small details from ordinary life may be inconspicuous and easy to be ignored, but their thoughtfulness, comfort and warmth can make people feel like spring breeze, and their hearts are moist.
Perhaps, it is easy to find uncivilized places in life. However, if we find more civilized manners from respecting others, we can purify our hearts more than just condemning bad habits. It evokes a kind of kindness, that is, we should put ourselves in others' shoes and don't want others to do anything to us. Mutual appreciation, mutual respect and mutual care among people are the basis of social harmony.
In this era of attention to detail, a title, a greeting and a move may leave a deep impression on people. The quality of your impression depends on whether your words and deeds come from respect for others, and those who respect others will always respect others. Cultivate etiquette and practice etiquette. Let's start from now on. Let's join hands with the whole school and let the flowers of civilization and etiquette bloom in every corner of the campus.
Interviewee: Anonymous 9-2 1 18:55.
Streets in the sky
The street lights in the distance are very clear.
There seem to be countless stars shining.
Stars in the sky. Now,
It seems that countless street lamps are on.
I think that empty sky,
There must be a beautiful market.
Some items on display in the market,
It must be a rare thing in the world.
You see, the shallow Tianhe,
Certainly not very broad.
Cowherd and Weaver Girl across the river,
I'm sure I can ride a cow.
I think now,
You must walk in Tianjie.
If you don't believe me, please look at that meteor.
Even if they walk with lanterns.
Brief introduction of the author
Guo Moruo (1892-1978), formerly known as Guo Kaizhen, was born in Leshan, Sichuan, a modern romantic poet, playwright, historian and ancient philologist in China. In his early years, he studied medicine at Okayama University and Kyushu Imperial University in Japan. At Imperial University, poets began to engage in literary creation. 1920, the poet published a series of important works in "Current Affairs, Learning Lights", 192 1, and published a collection of poems "Goddess". This collection of poems is a milestone in the history of China's modern poetry, which initiated the romantic style of China's new poetry. In the same year, poets, Yu Dafu and others organized the creation society and founded the quarterly magazine Creation. 1923, poet, graduated from Imperial University. 1926, the poet became the president of Guangdong University. In July of the same year, the poet went north with the National Revolutionary Army. 1August, 927, participated in the Nanchang Uprising and joined the China * * * Production Party. During the uprising, the poet created a large number of historical dramas, publicized the revolution and satirized Chiang Kai-shek's ugly face, and was wanted by Chiang Kai-shek. 1February, 928, started the Japanese exile life of 10. During this period, the poet devoted himself to studying the ancient culture of China, and established his position as a historian and an ancient philologist. From 65438 to 0937, he secretly returned to China, actively participated in the anti-Japanese national salvation movement, and created a large number of historical dramas with the flavor of the times, such as Hu Fu and Qu Yuan. After liberation, the poet has been in charge of cultural work, successively serving as president of China Academy of Sciences, vice chairman of the National People's Congress Standing Committee (NPCSC) and vice chairman of China People's Political Consultative Conference.
Baihua (Ye Saining)
There is a birch tree,
Standing at my window,
Covered with snow,
Like covered with silver frost.
On the furry branch
The ice is full.
Like a skirt made of snow—
The tassels sparkled.
Birch trees are shrouded in
Dreamy silence,
Golden Mars
Jump on the snowflake.
Sunset lazily
Shining around it,
Put more broken silver.
Spread all over the branches
Responder: Federal Army swordsman-doorman level 2 9-22 1 1:09.
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References:
The first volume of the sixth grade Chinese book in primary school
Respondent: Zhang Youzhi —— the probation period is 9-22 14:26.
Motherland, my dear motherland.
Shu Ting
I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.
Tired songs that have been spun for hundreds of years;
I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead,
Do what you do in the tunnel of history;
I am a withered ear of rice; It is a roadbed that has been in disrepair for a long time;
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Pull into your shoulder;
-the motherland!
I'm poor,
I am sad.
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope,
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years;
-the motherland!
I am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the spider web of myth;
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow;
I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging;
I am the newly painted white starting line;
This is crimson dawn.
It is sprayed;
-the motherland!
I am one billionth of you.
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Yours; Abundance, your glory, your freedom;
-the motherland,
My dear motherland!
This poem draws lessons from the circumferential sentence "I am Goya, ... I am ..." Goya is the work of the former Soviet poet Woznetsky, but it has a creative development. Circumferential sentences often appear in works that express strong feelings, and are best used to render sad and painful feelings. Shu Ting wrote about the relationship between "I" and the motherland. With this sentence pattern, the depth of pain and love increases. The first section is a reflection on the history of the motherland, and five groups of images are carefully selected to symbolize the backwardness, poverty and disaster of the motherland for thousands of years: the first four lines are steady and long, colorful, giving people a feeling of deep thought; The fifth and sixth lines are short and have no description; The last three lines are long, short and tight, showing emotional ups and downs, and the main body appears. The second section connects the preceding with the following, revealing that the flower of hope hidden in the soul of the Chinese nation has never withered. Although the disaster is heavy and the ideal lasts forever, it has not been realized so far. In this section, short sentences are followed by long sentences, and then the subject appears again. It seems that the meaning is still unfinished, and a deep regret is sprinkled on the pen. In the third section, I poured out my hopes and passions and used five groups of images to describe the face of the motherland in the historical turning point. Each image has its own unique meaning, and five groups are used together to form a metaphor, which strengthens the excited and enthusiastic mood and expresses the poet's happy mood. Before the fourth festival, the two lines used "one billion" and "9.6 million square meters" to form a contrast between small and big, indicating that "I" is a member of the motherland, but my chest contains the whole motherland. Then, raising "I" with breasts, from my flesh and blood, becomes a contrast, highlighting the blood-milk relationship between "I" and the motherland; Even confusion, deep thinking and boiling are the opposites of richness, glory and freedom, so that we can see the endless joys and sorrows. If the first three sections are about the relationship between "I" and the motherland, then the fourth section is about the relationship between the motherland and "I" in turn. Syntactic ambiguity is the expression of extreme emotions, which ends with a double call to the subject and reaches its climax.
There is not a word in the whole poem, which is described by images and runs through with emotions. The selected image is concise, vivid, unique and appropriate, and every word is closely related to the described scene. Lyricism is not an all-in-one view, but pays great attention to its ups and downs, from sadness and depression to joy and height, and from excitement to profundity, interwoven with a variety of complex and dignified feelings such as sadness, anxiety, fierceness, disappointment and hope, sigh and pursuit, which embodies the poet's unique euphemistic, deep, soft and meaningful lyric personality.
Responder: Bingxin Firefox-Juren Level 4 9-23 19:27
Two Students' Original Patriotic Poems Win Glory for Mother (Children's Poems)
Mother of the motherland
You are the blue sky.
We are flying birds.
Mother of the motherland
You are a piece of Wang Yang.
We are the happy fish in the sea.
Mother of the motherland
You are a rich and beautiful grassland.
We are happy and naughty lambs.
Ah, the motherland
You are a kind mother.
Children should study hard.
make progress every day
Strive for strength since childhood
Growth adds luster to you.
(Shaoxing, Zhejiang, Li Hongwei)
Motherland, thank you
Wujiang Luxiang Experimental Primary School Wu (6) Ban Qian Jiali
Motherland, thank you!
Thank you for giving me a golden life!
Yellow skin, black hair, black eyes,
Let China's blood flow on me!
Motherland, thank you!
Thank you for giving me a beautiful environment!
Visit Huangshan Mountain, climb the Great Wall and cross the Three Gorges.
Let me wander freely in this green mountain and green water,
Motherland, thank you
Thank you for teaching me profound knowledge!
Learn astronomy, geography, Ming history,
Let me swim freely in the ocean of knowledge!
Motherland, thank you
Thank you for everything!
A thousand words can be summed up in one sentence:
-Thank you, my mother.
Respondent: stardo 123456- magic apprentice level 1 9-23 22:25
Motherland, my dear motherland.
Shu Ting
I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.
Tired songs that have been spun for hundreds of years;
I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead,
Do what you do in the tunnel of history;
I am a withered ear of rice; It is a roadbed that has been in disrepair for a long time;
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Pull into your shoulder;
-the motherland!
I'm poor,
I am sad.
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope,
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years;
-the motherland!
I am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the spider web of myth;
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow;
I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging;
I am the newly painted white starting line;
This is crimson dawn.
It is sprayed;
-the motherland!
I am one billionth of you.
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Yours; Abundance, your glory, your freedom;
-the motherland,
My dear motherland!
Interviewee: Mysterious, Big and Narrow-Tong Sheng Level 1 9-24 20: 16
It's all nonsense.
Interviewee: 0o unlucky pig o0- probation period level 1 9-24 20: 17
Dai Wangshu's "I Use Broken Palm"
I used my injured palm.
Explore this vast land:
This corner has been reduced to ashes,
That corner is just blood and mud;
This lake should be my hometown,
(In spring, the bank is full of flowers.
There is a strange smell when the tender willow branches are broken. )
I touched the coolness of seaweed and water;
The snow peaks in Changbai Mountain are freezing cold.
The water and sediment of the Yellow River slip through the fingers;
The rice fields in Jiangnan are so soft ... now there is only Artemisia scoparia;
Litchi flowers in Lingnan are lonely and withered,
There, I was immersed in the bitter water of the South China Sea without fishing boats. ...
Invisible palms swept the mountains without complaint,
Fingers stained with blood and ash, palms stained with darkness,
Only the far corner is still intact,
Warm, clear, firm and vigorous spring.
On it, I stroked it with my broken palm,
Like a lover's soft hair, a baby's milk.
I put all my strength in my palm.
Put it on, send love and all hope,
Because there is only the sun, no spring,
Will dispel the haze and bring Su Sheng,
Because it's the only place where we don't live like animals,
Die like an ant ... there, eternal China!
Feathers and wings
Shu Ting's motherland, my dear motherland.
I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.
Tired songs that have been spun for hundreds of years;
I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead,
Do what you do in the tunnel of history;
I am a withered ear of rice; It is a roadbed that has been in disrepair for a long time;
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Pull into your shoulder;
-the motherland!
I'm poor,
I am sad.
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope,
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years;
-the motherland!
I am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the spider web of myth;
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow;
I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging;
I am the newly painted white starting line;
This is crimson dawn.
It is sprayed;
-the motherland!
I am one billionth of you.
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Yours; Abundance, your glory, your freedom;
-the motherland,
My dear motherland!
Guo Moruo's Coal in the Furnace
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?
In the chest of my black slave,
As long as there is a heart like fire.
Ah, my lady!
I think my predecessor
Originally a useful pillar,
I've 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!
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. ...
Wen Yiduo's "A Word"
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!"
Taiwan Province Province] Huang's Chinatown
This is a port.
The local accent of China people.
There is no need to ask where the guests are from.
A bright yellowish complexion.
Yangzhou Yima
Chang 'an Quegong
Yan yuan became a kind of queen.
The wind is Xiao Sheng in history.
It sounds like
A song as soft as a dream
It is a castle that will never be stationed.
Twenty-four flowers from China gathered together.
You are a bluegrass that can take root without soil.
Drinking the cold of frost and snow
Bloom the fragrance of the East.
Unique flag image
The waves of the Yellow River always flow eastward to the sunny side.
This is an excellent relief.
Yangshao Ming yellow glaze in Yin Ruins.
Clouds will change.
Like an emissary from Yumen Pass in the West.
The sea is the Silk Road in your heart.
Lonely sails and distant shadows
The bright moon in my hometown is looking up at the magnetic field of Beidou.
You become a careful collector.
I was once poor and pawned my soft hands.
Just refused to pawn the furniture brought from the motherland.
Five thousand years is not an antique that can be auctioned casually.
But a magic lamp that can bring happiness.
Pang Yu Liang is in the cornfield.
In the cornfield
I am a young general.
Look at the red tassels flying everywhere and the green swords flying.
The fruit is hidden under the red tassel and green sword.
Show their teeth
We can read their language.
There are no old friends in ordinary days.
Only the wind is blowing, blowing endless corn long hair.
In the cornfield
We will gain the strength to overcome tomorrow.
The corn leaves are still beating me.
The golden corn cob rattled in boiling water.
What a beautiful day.
Just think about what a wonderful country.
In the cornfield
Corn fields fall on the map of * * * and China.
Countless battles and victories
Will shine on us forever