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What are some poems or poems that praise the martyrs and their hometown?

October in the Motherland

Motherland! This poetic name permeates every season of your life

It is a white dove under the blue sky

Wake up the first morning of October

Ah! Motherland, I love you too deeply and for too long...

October! My motherland

Please give me a torch

I will follow your footsteps

Let every dream drip with sweetness

Let all the singing voices be filled with golden notes

On your day——

Please spread the colorful clouds all over the sky for me

I I want to inject eternal vitality into your beautiful flowers

The first October is always like tears and falling flowers, full of echoes

***The sound of the Chinese songs pass through your heart

Extending to the most passionate melody

In my heart you are not just a green island to rest

You are a flower for me to step on. The red clouds rising with the rhythm

No matter the mountains, rivers, valleys, fields, trails, and blue seas

Countless failures and successes make October fuller

Ah! Motherland...

Who wears the crown of October?

On the first morning of October in front of Tiananmen Square

I felt the aftertaste of osmanthus and the sound of harvest drums

I recalled the white marble sculptures The voice of history

Thoughts have changed

Flying clouds

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers

How can I not cultivate my beautiful character and ethics? ? !

The rising October has already seen thousands of sails racing

And my singing about my motherland

transforms into a flock of soaring white doves

The vibrations are endless

The vibrations are endless...

"Motherland, my dear motherland"

I am your dilapidated old waterwheel by the river

Spinning tired songs for hundreds of years

I am the blackened miner’s lamp on your forehead

Lighting you as you snail and grope in the tunnel of history

I am a shriveled ear of rice; a roadbed in disrepair

I am a barge on the silt

Stretching the rope deep

Your shoulders

——Motherland!

I am poverty

I am sorrow

I am your ancestors

The painful hope

Yes "Flying" sleeves

Flowers that have not fallen to the ground for thousands of years

——My motherland

I am your new ideal

Just escaped from the cobweb of myth

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

I am your laughter nest with tears

I am the newly painted snow-white starting line

It is the crimson dawn

It is gushing

——The motherland

I am you One billionth

is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters

You fed it with your scarred breasts

I am confused, I am deep in thought, I am boiling

Then get it from my flesh and blood

Your wealth, your Glory, your freedom

——Motherland

My dear motherland

My motherland

My motherland, the mountains are majestic , the majestic mountain peak overlooks the wind and rain of history, and the twilight is vast, letting the wind and clouds pass by. The solid back has withstood hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes of life.

In my motherland, the river is surging, the mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history, the rapids rush forward, washing away the filth of hundreds of years, and the stormy waves crash into the canyon and stir up many bumps of fate. My motherland has a vast land and rich resources, and its beautiful scenery has given birth to a magnificent traditional culture. The desert collects the setting sun, the bright moon intoxicates the lotus flowers, and many brilliant civilizations are still shining on the vast land. My motherland has an industrious people, fifty-six ethnic groups that help each other, the wonderful oriental charm, the graceful humanities, and so many beautiful and moving legends that have been passed down through the ages. This is my motherland, this is the motherland that I deeply love. I love your long and splendid history, I love the flowers on every inch of your land, I love your beautiful and magnificent rivers and mountains, and I love the tenacity and perseverance of your people. My motherland, the motherland that I deeply love. You are the rooster with your head held high ----- awakening the silence of dawn. You are the dragon soaring into the sky ----- dominating the storm of the times. You are the majestic lion ----- dancing in China. Xiongfeng, you are the origin of human wisdom - the spark that ignites civilization. You have a sacred name, that is China! That is China, my motherland. The motherland that I deeply love. I deeply love my motherland. My beating heart beats the pulse of five thousand years. I deeply love my motherland. The surging blood rushes through the waves of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers. I deeply love my motherland. my motherland, my yellow skin is printed with the color left by my ancestors, I deeply love my motherland, my black eyes reveal my humble smile, I deeply love my motherland, my strong character stands tall like Mount Tai I love my motherland deeply, and the vast sea is filled with all my sustenance. My motherland, my lovely China, you have created a glorious history, and you have raised a great nation. I am proud of your longevity. Thousands of years of strong winds cannot break your straight back. I am proud of your strength. You have withstood internal and external troubles and weathered the wasted years. I am proud of your light. The Chinese nation has firmly grasped its own destiny. I am proud of your spirit. The reform and opening up are majestic. My lovely motherland, no matter where I go, I hold your strong arm. No matter where I live, you warm my heart. My lovely motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century. You use speed and strength to create miracles that shock the world. With your hard work and wisdom, you have carried out another more brilliant development! The motherland, the motherland, You are always full of hope, The motherland, the motherland, You are always full of vigor and vitality!