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The first thing you need to do is to write a poem in honor of your country.

I, Qinyuanchun - Ode to the Motherland

Jiuzhou Xiangyu, the north country ice city, the South China Sea Bitou. The flag is hunting, iron bones are strong, enjoy the peace and prosperity of the world to enjoy. It is a grand plan, relying on the children of China, to build together. The dragon will take off one day, and the world's people will lead the way. Casting the soul of China, independent creation; strong national economy, solid and reliable. Harmonious society, youthful pride, justice and fairness. The program is lifted, the true socialism, the scenery is unique!

Second, Nian Nujiao - Ode to the Red Flag

The red sun burns blood, soaking that, pole pole battle flag hunting. The flag's clanking iron bones gathered, China's outstanding children. The axe and sickle, the big knife and spear, overthrow the three mountains. The Chinese people established a brand new world. The democratic regime of workers and peasants, the people are now in charge, and they are full of vigor. The socialist economy has been built by fighting for the sky and the earth, and the socialist economy has been built by ****. The forefathers and mothers of the past were eagerly looking forward to a new world for the nation. The red river and mountain, *** and guide forward.

Three: Ode to the Heroes

The iron shoulder carries the righteousness, and the wonderful hand writes the article. The great task of revitalizing China is engraved in my heart. I am not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, to eliminate the evils of the state and establish a social transition. The first thing I want to do is to get a good grip on the steering wheel and serve the people. Strong state capital, the rise of democracy, the rule of law. All people are united in cohesion, **** production party members first. Hold high the banner of Marx and Lenin, develop nationalism, and raise the red flag. The predecessors should be unhurt, happy to surprise the world.

Four, Bodhisattva Barbarian - Ode to the People

The workers, peasants, soldiers, businessmen and non-commissioned officers are all the masters of the divine state. The people of China have been working hard to make a great success of the country. The state's economy is strong, the people are all protected, the river and mountain **** forever, Yao Shun full of streets and lanes.

Fifth, Cai Sang Zi - Road

The only way to Yangguan Road, wrong contempt melancholy, wrong contempt melancholy, turn around the corner did not see a straight road. The boat is sinking on the side of a thousand sails, and see the light of spring, and see the light of spring, and the sound of drums and flags to lead the way.

Sixth, broken formation - return voyage

Daily traveling thousands of miles to say slow, pull down the flag to catch the road. The shallow water is a shallow bend, and the hull of the boat is damaged in countless ways. The most hurtful thing is the depths. The huge ship is y fond of the sea, and the shallow bend can be accommodated? The blue waves came with a blast of the siren. All the people praise in unison! =-Born to be a jackal*/ AnswerAdoption rate:11.7% 2009-09-13 20:23 Prosecution of the Motherland's October

The Motherland! This poetic name

pervades every season of your life

It was a white dove that woke up the first morning of October under the blue sky

Ah! My country, I love you too much for too long ......

Oh, October! My Motherland

Give me a torch

I'll follow in your footsteps

Let every dream drip with sweetness

Let all singing throats be drenched in golden notes

Liming in your day-

Please spread a sky full of colorful sunshine for me

I'll spread a sky full of colorful sunshine for you.

I want to breathe eternal life into your Weiweiwei

The first October is always like tears falling from a flower stained with echoes

*** and the sound of the country's footsteps walks through your heart

stretching to the most exciting melody

In my heart, you're not just an island of rest

You're a red cloud for me to ascend to the beat.

Whether mountains, valleys, fields, paths, or seas

Countless failures and successes have made October fuller

Ah! Motherland ......

For whom is October's crown worn?

On the first morning of October, in front of Tiananmen Square

I felt the afterglow of danggui and the vibration of harvest drums

I recalled the sounds of history on the alabaster carvings

Thoughts have been transformed

Flying clouds

Miles of mountains and rivers

How can they not inculcate in me a good character and integrity?

The rising October has a thousand sails

And my singing My Motherland

Transformed into a flock of soaring doves

Vibrating quills

Vibrating quills

Motherland, My Dear Motherland

I am the worn-out old waterwheel on your river

I am the old waterwheel on your river. I am the worn-out old waterwheel on your river

spinning a weary song for centuries

I am the smoky lamp on your forehead

shining on your snail's pace through the tunnels of history

I am the parched sheaf of rice, the disrepair of the roadbed

the barge on the silted beach

strangling the fiber rope deep

into your shoulders

-- "O Motherland, my dear Motherland! -- O homeland!

I am the poverty

I am the sorrow

I am the painful hope of your grandfathers and grandmothers

The flower that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years between the sleeves of the "flying sky"

- O Motherland! - O motherland

I am your new ideals

fresh from the cobwebs of myth

I am the germ of the ancient lotus under the blanket of snow

I am the smiling nest of your tears

I am the freshly brushed snow-white starting line

the crimson dawn

that is erupting

-- O motherland

I am the flower that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years on the sleeve of the "flying sky.

-- O Motherland

I am one billionth of you

The sum of your 9.6 million squares

You have fed

the confused me, the deep-thinking me, the seething me, with your scarred breast

Then, from my flesh and blood

To obtain

your richness, your glory, your freedom

- Motherland

My dear motherland

My motherland

My motherland, with its lofty mountains, its majestic peaks overlooking the winds and rains of history, its twilight coloring, and its permissiveness. The winds and clouds pass by. The solid back of the top of the hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes of calm. My motherland, the great river rushes forward, the vast torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history, the rapids advance bravely, cleanses the hundred years of filth, the shocking waves beat the canyon surging up how many destinies have been bumpy. My motherland, the land is vast, beautiful scenery has nurtured a magnificent traditional culture, the desert to collect the remaining sun, the moon drunken lotus, how many bright civilization on the vast land is still glittering. My motherland, the people are hard-working, fifty-six nationalities together, the charm of the Oriental splendor, the flow of the humanities, how many beautiful and touching legends have been passed down through the ages. This is my motherland, this is my deep love of the motherland. I love your long and splendid history, I love the flowers on every inch of your land, I love your magnificent scenery and mountains, and I love the resilience and perseverance of your people. My motherland, my y loved motherland. You are the head of the high voice of the rooster ----- wake up the silence of the dawn, you are the sky soaring dragon ----- rebuke the wind and clouds of the times, you are the mighty lion ----- dance the wind of the divine state, you are the origin of human wisdom ----- ignite the spark of civilization. You have a sacred name, that is China! That is China, my motherland. I y love the motherland. I love my country y, the vast sea is filled with all my hopes. My motherland, lovely China, you have created a glorious history, you have nurtured a great nation. I am proud of your longevity, thousands of years of fierce winds could not break your upright back, I am proud of your strength, resisting internal and external troubles and breaking through the years. I'm proud of your brightness, the Chinese people to firmly grasp their own destiny, I'm proud of your spirit, the reform of the courage to go forward to open up a magnificent. Lovely motherland, no matter where I go, I hold your arms of strength, no matter where I live, you warm my heart. Lovely motherland, you hold the rudder of the new century, you use the speed, you use the strength, to create a shocking world of miracles. With diligence and wisdom, you have made yet another glorious development! The motherland, the motherland, you are always full of hope, the motherland, the motherland, you are always vigorous

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