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Traditional culture poetry reading manuscript

Ode to the Motherland 1

Years bear the footsteps of history

The earth has accumulated the essence of civilization

Walking at the beginning of the century, I

think of my motherland,

I am full of * *

Motherland-here I sing a song for you

Motherland, Motherland-you are the confluence of the sources of accumulated civilization with a thousand years' history. You are the waterfall in Hukou of the Yellow River covered with white snow in Tianshan Mountains. You are dignified, deep, broad and broad. The surging river is your breath and boiling ocean is your blood. You are the theme of the world and everything in my life.

Motherland, Motherland-you are a cry of Tiananmen Gate, a flaming flame of socialism, a clarion call of the people's revolution, a sail sailing through the wind and waves, you are strong, confident and progressive, and the grand blueprint of avant-garde socialism is active in your wisdom, and the rising sun from the east is spraying your vitality. You are the creator of the world and the practitioner of socialism

Motherland, Motherland-you are a spring breeze on the coast of the South China Sea, a touch of sunrise in Luohu village. You are a track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, a set of derricks in Tarim Oilfield. Your foresight, skill, boldness and great changes in the small fishing village have proved your courage. The smile on the people's face is about your greatness.

Motherland-you have created life and transformed the world.

Motherland, Motherland-you are the flag of world peace and the messenger of human civilization and progress. You are the warrior who defends the truth and nurtures your children. You are upright, loving, strong and kind. The people of the world admire your mind. Chinese children appreciate your maternal love.

Motherland-you have soothed the pain of human beings in the war and sent the dawn of peace.

Motherland, motherland-you have gone through a thousand years of history and crossed the world civilization. You are clear through the ages. Firmly for Intena, you are kind and loving, defending green and peace. We are proud to be your children. We are proud to have such a motherland.

Motherland-we are United with you. We hold you forward. Your children firmly believe that

the motherland's tomorrow will be better, the world's tomorrow will be better and mankind's tomorrow will be better.

Motherland Poetry 2

Motherland! This poetic name pervades your every season. It was the white dove who woke up the first morning in October under the blue sky < P >! Motherland, I love you 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 the voices be covered with golden notes. Please spread the rosy clouds all over the sky for me. I will inject eternal vitality into your luxuriant growth. The first October is always like tears falling with echoes. The sound of harmony has passed through your heart and extended to the most passionate melody. In my heart, you are not only a green island to rest, but also a red cloud for me to step on the beat. No matter the countless failures and successes of mountains, rivers, valleys, fields, trails and the sea, October is more full! 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 fragrans and the sound of harvest drums. I recalled the historical voices carved on white marble, and my thoughts have changed. How can the mountains and rivers of Wan Li not edify my beautiful character and integrity? ! The rising October has already started in Qian Fan and my singing. My motherland has turned into a group of high-flying white doves, which are vibrating and vibrating ...

Poetry of the motherland 3

I am an old waterwheel worn by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead. I am a shriveled ear of rice as you grope in the tunnel of history. It's the disrepair roadbed or the barge on the silt beach that pulls the rope deep into your shoulder-< P > motherland! I'm poor, I'm sad, I'm the painful hope of your ancestors, and it's the flower that hasn't fallen to the ground for thousands of years-

Motherland, I'm your brand-new ideal, and I just broke free from the spider web of myth. I'm the germ of your snow-covered ancient lotus, and I'm your laughing nest with tears. I'm the newly painted white starting line, and the crimson dawn is spreading-

Motherland, I'm your one billion and you're 96. The sum of 1, square meters. You have fed me with scarred * * *, thoughtful and boiling. Then get your richness, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood-my dear motherland ... > > 1 points of traditional culture poetry reading manuscript

Ode to the Motherland 1

Years bear the footsteps of history

The earth has accumulated the essence of civilization

Walking at the beginning of the century, I

think of the motherland,

full of ***

Motherland-here I sing songs for you

Motherland, Motherland-you are the confluence of the sources of accumulated civilization with a thousand years' history. You are the waterfall in Hukou of the Yellow River covered with white snow in Tianshan Mountains. You are dignified, deep, broad and broad. The surging river is your breath and boiling ocean is your blood. You are the theme of the world and everything in my life.

Motherland, Motherland-you are a cry of Tiananmen Gate, a flaming flame of socialism, a clarion call of the people's revolution, a sail sailing through the wind and waves, you are strong, confident and progressive, and the grand blueprint of avant-garde socialism is active in your wisdom, and the rising sun from the east is spraying your vitality. You are the creator of the world and the practitioner of socialism

Motherland, Motherland-you are a spring breeze on the coast of the South China Sea, a touch of sunrise in Luohu village. You are a track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, a set of derricks in Tarim Oilfield. Your foresight, skill, boldness and great changes in the small fishing village have proved your courage. The smile on the people's face is about your greatness.

Motherland-you have created life and transformed the world.

Motherland, Motherland-you are the flag of world peace and the messenger of human civilization and progress. You are the warrior who defends the truth and nurtures your children. You are upright, loving, strong and kind. The people of the world admire your mind. Chinese children appreciate your maternal love.

Motherland-you have soothed the pain of human beings in the war and sent the dawn of peace.

Motherland, motherland-you have gone through a thousand years of history and crossed the world civilization. You are clear through the ages. Firmly for Intena, you are kind and loving, defending green and peace. We are proud to be your children. We are proud to have such a motherland.

Motherland-we are United with you. We hold you forward. Your children firmly believe that

the motherland's tomorrow will be better, the world's tomorrow will be better and mankind's tomorrow will be better.

Motherland Poetry 2

Motherland! This poetic name pervades your every season. It was the white dove who woke up the first morning in October under the blue sky < P >! Motherland, I love you 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 the voices be covered with golden notes. Please spread the rosy clouds all over the sky for me. I will inject eternal vitality into your luxuriant growth. The first October is always like tears falling with echoes. The sound of harmony has passed through your heart and extended to the most passionate melody. In my heart, you are not only a green island to rest, but also a red cloud for me to step on the beat. No matter the countless failures and successes of mountains, rivers, valleys, fields, trails and the sea, October is more full! 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 fragrans and the sound of harvest drums. I recalled the historical voices carved on white marble, and my thoughts have changed. How can the mountains and rivers of Wan Li not edify my beautiful character and integrity? ! The rising October has already started in Qian Fan and my singing. My motherland has turned into a group of high-flying white doves, which are vibrating and vibrating ...

Poetry of the motherland 3

I am an old waterwheel worn by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead. I am a shriveled ear of rice as you grope in the tunnel of history. It's the disrepair roadbed or the barge on the silt beach that pulls the rope deep into your shoulder-< P > motherland! I'm poor, I'm sad, I'm the painful hope of your ancestors, and it's the flower that hasn't fallen to the ground for thousands of years-

Motherland, I'm your brand-new ideal, and I just broke free from the spider web of myth. I'm the germ of your snow-covered ancient lotus, and I'm your laughing nest with tears. I'm the newly painted white starting line, and the crimson dawn is spreading-

Motherland, I'm your one billion and you're 96. The sum of 1, square meters. You have fed me with scarred * * *, thoughtful and boiling. Then get your richness, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood-my dear motherland ... > > The whole class should recite poems with momentum, and the theme is to carry forward the traditional culture of the Chinese nation. 2 points

It is suggested to recite "China Shuo", which is very imposing and heroic. Poetry can be divided into girls' department and boys' department, recited together and staggered, which will definitely have a very shocking live effect. Now the original works may not achieve the shocking effect. Poetry reading about Chinese traditional culture, 3-4 minutes, and competition. Urgent!

Since ancient times, the Chinese nation has always been a nation that pays attention to moral education and personal cultivation. A sweet smile, a persistent pursuit, and a comforting tolerance have merged into a touching note on the ode to virtue.

I've always loved literary works with Chinese civilization, and I've always wanted to feel the vicissitudes and civilization of ancient China. Reading the distant Neolithic Age and listening to the last dynasty, the civilization of the Chinese nation surpassed the long history. On the eastern continent, she wrote a legend that the whole world was full of praise with great creativity.

during the three kingdoms period, after Zhuge Liang's death, Jiang wan presided over the state affairs of Shu. There was an official named Min Yang who accused Jiang Wan behind his back: "You can't be as confused as Zhuge Liang!" Someone passed this message on to Jiang Wan, demanding that Min Yang be punished. But Jiang Wan said: "I am really not as good as my predecessor. Min Yang is not wrong!" Later, Min Yang was arrested and imprisoned for something, and some people guessed that he would not live this time. But Jiang Wan let bygones be bygones, handled it impartially, and exempted Min Yang from the felony. Jiang Wan is honest and generous, and people praise him as "the prime minister can punt in his stomach". Tolerance is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation and an essential moral quality of contemporary people. Tolerance is full of understanding. With understanding, there will be understanding and sympathy; More understanding means less misunderstanding, less resentment and more harmony.

the beauty of the city makes us pursue, the tranquility of the countryside makes us yearn for it, and the civilizations of all ages seem to disappear in this beautiful country.

Not long ago, I saw a news that a female college student was recruited by an enterprise in Harbin, and her quality was good in all aspects. Just because she gave up her seat on the bus many times, she was called "lack of competition consciousness" and failed to apply. Faced with such a news, I had to be surprised and wanted to ask, lovely people in the world, where are the civilizations and virtues from ancient times to the present?

The old man who fell was afraid to help him, and 18 people walked past Xiao Yueyue who was hit ... I was shocked by indifference. What binds the warm arms that we are about to extend? What binds us to virtue? What has frozen our civilization that has remained unchanged for thousands of years?

Students often litter on campus. As a "etiquette supervisor", I have been saying this to students who litter and don't listen to instruction: What you left behind is garbage, but what I picked up is civilization! Yes, littering is a common thing, but littering is dirty and undesirable in the face of civilization and virtue!

The way forward has been paved for us by the ancients. The next step is for us to stubbornly stick to it. Everything depends on human effort. We must first have the virtues of middle school students and the virtues of the Chinese nation. People without virtues are not noble. Don't let bad habits contaminate the flowery youth, let alone let bad habits accompany you to spend the best life! Let our campus bloom beautifully from now on, and let our society generate spark civilization! Let's embrace civilization and walk hand in hand with virtue! Grateful ancestors, carrying forward Chinese traditional culture, poetry reading

Ode to the Motherland 1

Years bear the footsteps of history

The earth has accumulated the essence of civilization

Walking at the beginning of the century, I

think of my motherland,

I am full of ***

Motherland-here I sing songs for you

Motherland, Motherland-you are the confluence of the sources of accumulated civilization with a thousand years' history. You are the waterfall in Hukou of the Yellow River covered with white snow in Tianshan Mountains. You are dignified, deep, broad and broad. The surging river is your breath and boiling ocean is your blood. You are the theme of the world and everything in my life.

Motherland, Motherland-you are a cry of Tiananmen Gate, a flaming flame of socialism, a clarion call of the people's revolution, a sail sailing through the wind and waves, you are strong, confident and progressive, and the grand blueprint of avant-garde socialism is active in your wisdom, and the rising sun from the east is spraying your vitality. You are the creator of the world and the practitioner of socialism

Motherland, Motherland-you are a spring breeze on the coast of the South China Sea, a touch of sunrise in Luohu village. You are a track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, a set of derricks in Tarim Oilfield. Your foresight, skill, boldness and great changes in the small fishing village have proved your courage. The smile on the people's face is about your greatness.

Motherland-you have created life and transformed the world.

Motherland, Motherland-you are the flag of world peace and the messenger of human civilization and progress. You are the warrior who defends the truth and nurtures your children. You are upright, loving, strong and kind. The people of the world admire your mind. Chinese children appreciate your maternal love.

Motherland-you have soothed the pain of human beings in the war and sent the dawn of peace.

Motherland, motherland-you have gone through a thousand years of history and crossed the world civilization. You are clear through the ages. Firmly for Intena, you are kind and loving, defending green and peace. We are proud to be your children. We are proud to have such a motherland.

Motherland-we are United with you. We hold you forward. Your children firmly believe that

the motherland's tomorrow will be better, the world's tomorrow will be better and mankind's tomorrow will be better.

Motherland Poetry 2

Motherland! This poetic name pervades your every season. It was the white dove who woke up the first morning in October under the blue sky < P >! Motherland, I love you for too long ... October! Please give my motherland.