Poetry with the theme of "love learning, love labor and love the motherland"

To love learning, we must first understand the purpose of learning:

In drought, farmers look forward to the spring rain, but their eyes look at the rice. Have children ever asked: to whom do you complain about grievances?

I traveled across the ocean to a foreign country, and I didn't hesitate to work hard. I will never forget the old village chief, who gave me this hometown soil in those years.

If you love labor, you should regard it as the most beautiful thing:

The dam is a paradise road, and the cart is a love house. The big machine tool is a grand piano, and the assembly line is a staff.

in a big port, people are satisfied, and great kindness, great love and great blessings. Life is a song, and labor is a dance.

To love the motherland, we must strive to realize the Chinese dream:

There is no natural danger in loving the world, and the river will never return if it goes east. Poetry gallops in Hebei, painting in Henan.

the general trend of the atmosphere is generous, with great benevolence and righteousness. In the dream, they often meet each other, and they wake up only thousands of years apart.