Sing in the heart to the motherland (poetry)

Sing to the motherland in my heart (poems)

Pull a piece of bright red clouds from the distant horizon,

Pick a white wave from the boundless sea,

Pick a green grass from the ancient mountain ,

picked up a golden fine sand from the small green lake,

carefully weaves the "garland" in the heart,

accompanied a silent song to the motherland.

In the vast territory of the motherland,

I love the vast sky and the vast sea,

I love the boundless forests and the mountains,

I love rivers rushing, p3p

I love the fragrance of rice flowers and the swaying waves of wheat.

I love the hardworking and kind-hearted people who have worked for generations and lived here.

I love birds flying in the air, flowers blooming on the ground,

I love fish playing in the water, roosters singing at dawn,

I love the vitality of spring and the heat of summer.

I also love the dignity of autumn and the tranquility of winter.

I woven my love into a wreath,

But how can a small wreath contain this infinite love?

I wish the earth and air of my motherland be full of fragrance,

I wish the cities and villages of my motherland prosper and prosper,

I wish the elderly and children of my motherland happy and healthy,

I wish my motherland The adult and young people are civilized and progressive.

I sang my hopes into a silent song,

It is hard to express this sincere wish.

The flower garland cannot be woven with nostalgia for the motherland,

Singing cannot sing the best wishes for the motherland,

only our wisdom and labor,

makes the motherland’s mother smile.