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Modern poems about loving the motherland are very short.
1. A short modern patriotic poem (the shorter the better) 1. I love my motherland.

I love my motherland,

Love the Yangtze River in China,

A swift river,

It embodies the wisdom of the working people.

I love my motherland,

Love the Great Wall of China,

Rolling dragon,

On the land of China.

I love my motherland,

Love every inch of China,

The history of oppression is long gone,

Ushered in a brand-new China.

Ah, I love my motherland!

2. Motherland, my dear motherland

I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.

Old songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.

I am a miner's lamp with your forehead blackened.

When you grope in the tunnel of history.

I am a withered ear of rice; This is a roadbed that is in disrepair.

This is a barge on the beach.

Draw the rope deep

Pull it into your shoulder

-Motherland!

I am very poor.

I am sad

I am your ancestor.

Painful expectations.

It's a flying sleeve.

Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years

-Motherland

I am your brand-new ideal.

Just broke free from the mythical spider web.

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

I am your tearful smile.

I am the newly painted white starting line.

This is crimson dawn.

Spraying

-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

Your richness, your glory, your freedom.

-Motherland

my dear motherland

I love this land.

If I were a bird,

I 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. ...

4. Prison Song

The doors that people come in and out are locked,

The hole the dog climbed was open,

A voice shouted: climb out and set you free!

I long for freedom, but I also deeply understand-

How can a person's body crawl out of a dog hole!

I can only look forward to that day,

The underground fire is burning,

Burn this living coffin with me,

I deserve eternal life in fire and blood!

5. Teach me how to miss her.

There are several clouds floating in the sky.

There is a breeze blowing on the ground.

Ah!

The breeze blows my hair,

Teach me how to miss her.

Moonlight loves the ocean,

The ocean fell in love with the moonlight.

Ah!

Such a honey-like silver night,

Teach me how to miss her.

The falling flowers on the water flow slowly,

Fish swim slowly downstream.

Ah!

Swallow, what did you say?

Teach me how to miss her.

Dead trees shake in the cold wind,

Wildfire burns in the twilight.

Ah!

There is still some afterglow in the west,

Teach me how to miss her.

Patriotic poetry is a kind of poetry theme. It is a kind of poetry theme that expresses one's love for the people of the motherland in the form of poetry.

Famous patriotic poets include Qu Yuan, Du Fu, Lu You, Xin Qiji and Wang Wei.

2. Modern poems about patriotism, the shorter the better, my motherland.

My motherland,

The mountains are towering,

The majestic mountain peaks overlook the storms of history.

Twilight is boundless,

Let the wind and cloud pass.

The solid back has withstood the vicissitudes of hundreds of millions of years.

My motherland,

The river runs,

The mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history,

Rush forward bravely,

Wash away the filth of a hundred years,

The stormy waves hit the canyon, and there were many ups and downs of fate.

My motherland,

Vast territory and rich resources,

Beautiful scenery breeds splendid traditional culture.

The desert accepts the sunset,

Full moon and drunken lotus,

How many splendid civilizations are still shining on the vast land.

My motherland,

The people are hardworking,

Fifty-six ethnic groups sympathize with each other,

The magnificence of oriental charm,

The romantic style of humanistic style,

How many beautiful and moving legends have been passed down through the ages.

This is my motherland,

This is my beloved motherland.

I like your long and splendid history,

I like the flowers on every inch of your land,

I love your magnificent rivers and mountains,

I love you. The people are tenacious.

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,

Black eyes reveal a humble smile,

I love my motherland deeply,

Strong personality, tall and straight,

I love my motherland deeply,

The vast sea border is full of all my sustenance.

My motherland,

Lovely China,

You made a glorious history,

You raised a great country.

I'm proud of your age,

The wind of a thousand years can't break your tall and straight back,

I'm proud of your strength,

Resist internal troubles and foreign invasion, and go through the years.

I'm proud of your light,

The Chinese nation firmly grasps its own destiny,

I'm proud of your spirit,

Reform and opening up are magnificent.

Lovely motherland,

Wherever I go,

I hold your arm of strength,

No matter where I live,

You have warmed my heart.

Lovely motherland,

You are the helmsman of the new century,

You use speed, you use strength,

Create miracles that shock the world.

You work hard and use your wisdom,

Has carried on another more brilliant development!

Motherland, motherland,

You are always full of hope,

Motherland, motherland,

You are always full of vigor and vitality!

3. What are the shorter patriotic poems? 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!"

4. A patriotic modern poem is short. Use Ai Qing's, >

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. ...

—–

Use Bandelli's music, or daydream, or music without climax.

5. Who can tell me that modern poems about patriotism should be short enough to see your smiling face?

I can hear your voice.

Really feel your pulse and heartbeat.

The motherland around us

But your clear and hazy image

Don't ask Lan Qingqiu.

The road of keeping pace with the times frequently refreshes the starting point of the first line

Don't ask the meaning of forest depletion.

The Spring and Autumn Huazhang continued to write in the bloody sacrifice without smoke.

Don't ask the way of the mountains and rivers in Wan Li.

Looking ahead, the trend is still high and persistent.

Mo Wen splendid rivers and mountains float with silk.

Passionate and talented.

6. Modern poems praising the motherland should be short. "Motherland, my dear motherland" is your brand-new ideal, just breaking away from the spider web of myth; I/am the germ of your snow quilt/ancient lotus; I/am the whirlpool of your tears/laughter; I am a new/snow-white starting line; Yes/crimson dawn is blowing; -the motherland! I/am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters; You/feed me lost, thoughtful and boiling with scarred breasts; Then/get your richness, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood; -Motherland, dear/Motherland! ★ Psalm 3 ★: My motherland, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River cross the mountains and rivers of China, showing a splendid journey everywhere, such as golden lamps illuminating the sails of a long voyage. My motherland, with your wise soul, led all the people in the world to open up a broad road, making the motherland as beautiful as a flower and depicting the glory of the East. My beautiful motherland, reading the burning soul from your spirit and your blueprint, has the difficulty for you to open up a brilliant tomorrow. Charming and beautiful, full of simple feelings, I hope the motherland will be more prosperous and brilliant. My motherland, the Yellow River, the Yangtze River and the Great Wall, has created eternal rivers and mountains of reform and opening up. Develop a vision to illuminate the world. I am proud of the glory of my motherland. At the dawn of my motherland, the sun holds a firm belief and turns surging fighting spirit into eternal persistence to create a better tomorrow. The cradle of the great motherland's oriental civilization is like a Mercedes-Benz train, holding up the burning belief to meet the dawn of the century and sail for a more brilliant future. Following the footsteps of history, the earth has accumulated the essence of civilization. Walking at the beginning of the century, I think of my motherland, full of passion-here I am song for you, the motherland-you are the confluence of thousands of years of history and the source of civilization. You are the snow-covered Hukou Waterfall of the Yellow River in Tianshan Mountain. You are dignified, deep, broad and broad. The river is your breath, and the boiling ocean is your blood. You are the theme of the world and the whole of my life. Motherland-you are the cry of Tiananmen Gate, the flaming flame of socialism, the horn of the people's revolution, and the sail of riding the wind and waves. You are strong, confident and enterprising, and the avant-garde grand blueprint of socialism is active in your wisdom, and the rising sun in the East is spreading your vitality. You are the creator of the world and the socialist practitioner of the motherland. Motherland-you are the spring breeze along the South China Sea coast and a touch of sunrise in Luohu Village. You are a railroad track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and a derrick in Tarim Oilfield. Your foresight, skill and courage, and the great changes in the small fishing village have proved your courage. The smiling faces of the people write about your great motherland-your motherland that created life and transformed the world. Motherland-you are the banner of world peace and the messenger of human civilization and progress. You are a soldier who defends the truth and raises children. You are honest, caring, strong and kind. People all over the world admire your mind. The sons and daughters of China are grateful to your mother-like motherland-you have soothed the pain of human beings in the war and brought the dawn of peace. Motherland, Motherland-you have gone through a thousand years of history and crossed the world civilization. You've always known that. Firmly for Intel, you are kind and loving, defending Greenpeace. We are proud to be your children. We are proud to have such a motherland-we are United with you. We support you to move forward. Your children firmly believe that the future of the motherland is better, the future of the world is better and the future of mankind is better. This poetic name pervades your every season. It's the white dove who wakes up in the blue sky on the first morning in October! Motherland, I have loved you for too long ... October! My motherland, please give me a torch. I will follow your footsteps, let every dream flow with sweetness, and let all voices be covered with golden notes. Please spread the colorful clouds for me. I will inject eternal vitality into your gorgeous life. The first October is always like tears, full of the echo of the Republic. It passes through your heart and extends to the most passionate melody in my heart. Motherland ... for whom is the crown of October worn? On the first morning in October, in front of Tiananmen Square, I felt the aftertaste of osmanthus and the drums of harvest. I recall the historical sounds carved on white marble, and my thoughts have changed. How can the mountains and rivers in Wan Li not cultivate my beautiful character and integrity? ! The rising October has been celebrated in Qian Fan, and my singing has turned my motherland into a flock of high-flying white doves, flapping their wings and flying ... whatever you choose.

7. Patriotism and Modern Poetry (Short) 1

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 embankment 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!

2

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!

1, Wen Yiduo's ode to the sun (excerpt) The sun-the golden bird of speed-the sun! Let me ride you around the earth every day, and I can see my hometown once a day!

2. Homesickness When Yu Guangzhong was a child/Homesickness was a small stamp/I was here/my mother grew up there/Homesickness was a narrow boat ticket/I was here/my bride came back there/Homesickness was a short grave/I was outside/my mother was inside, but now/Homesickness is a shallow strait/I am here/the mainland is there.

3. Qinyuan Spring 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.

8. Short National Day patriotic poems (modern) motherland, my dear motherland.

-Shu Ting

I am an old waterwheel worn by your 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 the withered ear of rice, the disrepair roadbed;

This is a barge on the beach.

Draw the rope deep

Stuff it on 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 nest with tears hanging;

I am the newly painted white starting line;

This is crimson dawn.

Spraying

-the motherland!

I'm 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

Your richness, your glory, your freedom;

-the motherland,

My dear motherland!