What is the topic of poetry recitation of some migrant workers' children at the Spring Festival Gala? Can you copy the original?

From the Heart, a tearful CCTV Spring Festival Evening in 2007.

Poetry Reading of Migrant Workers' Children —— From the Heart

From the Heart (Spring Festival Evening Edition)

Ask me who I am.

I was reluctant to answer before.

Because I'm afraid

I am afraid of being laughed at by the children in the city.

Our campus is very small

Cann't let go of the pommel horse

Our classroom is very simple.

And move a lot.

Our classroom is dark.

The light is only a few watts.

Our desks and chairs are very old.

Sit on it and squeak.

But our homework is neat.

Our grades are good.

Ask me what I want to say most at the moment.

I love my mother, and I love my father.

Because-

It is mother who sweeps the streets of the city wider and wider.

Because-

The tall building in the new century was built by my father.

Beijing's 2008 is also our 2008.

The teacher set it to music.

Students draw it into a picture.

In the composition class, we wrote such words.

Others and I are better than my parents.

I will compete with others tomorrow.

Migrant children are the same as children in cities.

They are all China's treasures.

It is also the flower of the motherland. ...

September 2004 10 A poem published in Beijing News. On September 9, 2004, Haidian Xingzhi Experimental School (this is a private school in Beijing), the children of migrant workers raised their hands and swore: together under the blue sky, * * * progress together and grow together. Before the swearing-in ceremony, the children of migrant workers recited this poem entitled "Who am I":

Yesterday, someone asked me who I was.

I always don't want to answer

Because I'm afraid

I am afraid of being laughed at by the children in the city.

Their parents send them to school.

Honk the horn all the way.

Either drive a Honda or a Jetta.

Our parents send us to school.

Don't talk all the way.

The trouser legs were stuck on the scooter with mud.

Our campus is very small

Cann't let go of the pommel horse

Our classroom is dark.

The light is only a few watts.

Our chairs are very old.

Sit on it and squeak.

But our homework is neat.

Our grades are good.

Someone wants to ask me who I am today.

I want to tell him loudly.

I am the child of a migrant worker.

We are also the babies of China and the flowers of our motherland.

The sky is clearer and the sun is brighter.

Grandpa Wen wrote an inscription for us.

I hope this project can spread love for us.

No more bowing, no more fear

Speak our hearts.

Ask me what I want to say most.

I love my mother, and I love my father.

It is mother who sweeps the roads in the capital wider and wider.

It was dad who built the tall buildings in Beijing.

Ask me what I want to say most.

I love my Beijing and my country.

This is a program performed by students of Zhixing Children's Primary School in Haidian District, Beijing. Simple language, simple school uniform, sincere eyes and sincere feelings can express a thousand words in a few minutes. I think this may be the most touching program of this year's Spring Festival Gala. This may be the quietest, cleanest and least lively program in this year's Spring Festival Gala. However, it is such a program that can touch the hearts of every listener and make people shocked. This program has been seen in other programs before, but it was slightly changed during the Spring Festival Evening performance.