Song of the chairman of the motherland

I click: This poem was written by the author when he returned from overseas for the first time on 1974. This genre of long poems is two thousand words more than Bai Juyi's Pipa, which is really rare and worth reciting and pondering.

I have been wandering outside Wan Li for 30 years, and I am homesick all the time.

Once I came back from heaven with tears in my eyes and ecstasy in my heart.

Silver wings penetrate the clouds to recognize Beijing and see the lights moving in the distance.

How many places have long street been? It happened again today.

The family smiles at first sight and looks back at youth.

Boarding the bus, holding the invitation to return home, pointing out the new look of the capital.

The square outside Tiananmen Square is open, and Gao Cuiwei's museum is newly built.

The roadside was covered with shade trees, and no one flew into the pale yellow dust that day.

Xidanxi went to my house, and the doors and alleys remained unchanged.

The lonely and sad years have passed, and the lotus has drifted for half a lifetime.

Sitting in my old bed, gathering by candlelight.

Don't doubt that this scene is still like a dream. I will return to my hometown tonight.

Recalling the past dust in the middle of the night, looking back at tears,

When kindness is abandoned 17 years old.

Big brother is fifteen and nine years old, and his old father Chengdu broke the news.

The snipe lost its dependence and clung to each other, and it was difficult to meet a strong enemy for eight years.

Thanks to the kindness of my uncle and aunt, I was placed separately.

Once married, the garden will be soundproof from now on;

The upside-down song is generous, and seeing your family again makes you feel closer.

Two brothers, husband and wife, four teachers, nephews and nieces,

I am very happy to see my son, and my blush seems awkward.

The eldest nephew is called a model worker, and the second nephew is advanced to increase production;

Ah Quan's niece once went to the countryside and smiled proudly.

Xiaoxue is only seven years old and is now a Red Army soldier.

Double braided hair lamp stands in front, and a red scarf enters the eye.

I feel sorry for my father, but I haven't returned to my hometown to enjoy my children and grandchildren.

What's more sad is that my uncle and aunt didn't see me come back, so it's hard for the deceased to return to tears.

Bedside or old west window. I remember the bright moonlight when I was a child.

The guest's life passed in a flash.

My family told me not to come, and my words made me sour.

I recall that my husband was suddenly handcuffed shortly after I got married.

When there were fierce prisons in the Taiwan Strait, it was difficult to solve the problem.

Poor and lonely, crying until midnight, the girl in her arms is only March.

With painstaking efforts and strong support, I understand all the feelings in the world.

Although my husband is still alive for three years, the bitterness after punishment is always difficult to calm down.

I asked for a promotion according to my teaching, and my lips burned all day.

Laugh hard and you will know that you will endure tears and sadness.

After fifteen years of soul-stirring, it's hard to say that you have been detained.

I was employed by a foreign book, so I moved overseas.

Since then, the self-satisfied vision has been revealed, and the books and periodicals of the motherland are free to read.

I am glad to see that China Fruit has made great achievements in self-improvement and development.

Some newspapers tried to send home letters, and it was hard to stop the wanderer from being ecstatic.

I have a dream of returning home for 30 years, and I can finally get it.

There are many relatives and friends returning home, and the visit is kind and affectionate.

Food is an excellent way to attract people, and it is also accompanied by field trips.

There are boats on the banks of Taoranting, and the wicker in Kunming Lake is soft.

Park, Beihai Forbidden City, the scenery is intact,

There are also works of workers and peasants in the art gallery.

There are rows of factories and houses in the suburbs, and new scenery is everywhere.

There are many lush fields and millet, and the fertile land of the commune is endless.

The Great Wall is high in clouds and the mausoleum is gloomy.

Thousands of years of monarchy have forgotten history, and the people have been masters of the country since then.

After a few days of sightseeing, I forgot to be tired and went to Xiyang County by bus.

Some people argue that the red flag is spread all over the world, and what you hear is just like what you see now.

When Song Liying first met him at the station, he was greeted with a smile.

The wind and frost are like fire, and the working people are typical.

There used to be seven ditches and eight beams, only stones.

When it rains, it is a disaster, and hunger banishes generations.

No sooner had he turned over from liberation and joy than Yong Gui's hero won the battle.

For all ages, we know that success or failure lies in people.

Three winters of hard work, digging stones and hoeing ice to expand fields,

Ambition is hard to return, singing on the side of Hutou Mountain.

In today's barren land, it has become a fertile field, increasing grain every year, and it is very autumn.

Traffic frequently heard of cable car disease, crossing the valley to build a new hill.

Planting fruits and vegetables in the mountains, peaches and plums are ripe red at first.

There is laughter in the kindergarten, and everyone is like a flower.

The revolution must be divided into different routes, and we must not forget the previous poverty because of the current prosperity.

Only today's education is in the ditch, leaving young people with hardships in memory.

What we hate is the tight schedule, and we cherish sightseeing.

If thousands of tourists come, they will be baptized.

It's hard to get rid of the heat in summer when you go back to Beijing, and it's very high when the cool breeze rises in autumn.

Family reunion will eventually leave, and the wanderer will also leave sadly.

My eldest brother was ill, the most seriously injured, and he couldn't bear to board the plane when he left.

Just ask about the date of return, comfort each other and set the date of return.

Shake hands with relatives and friends repeatedly and go to the door to look back.

Look at the mountains and rivers under the window and the terraces in Fu Ling.

The flight arrived in Yan 'an in a flash, and the former residence climbed Phoenix Mountain first.

It is difficult to plan a kiln, but it is not easy to succeed.

Nanniwan Mountain is beautiful, when soldiers dug thorns.

It has become a good Jiangnan in northern Shaanxi. I don't know what rice fields look like.

Liu Baozhai, the hero of Bai Shou, put the past behind him.

There is no one in the mountains, and the paths are all opened by hand.

The jungle is the curtain of the bed, a pair? The first shot.

Dig holes from the hillside, cut vines and grass, and weave baskets.

Work and study every day, birch bark is paper charcoal as a pen,

When winter comes, you will have nothing to wear, and you will learn to shear wool and weave.

The autumn harvest has come, and potatoes, pumpkins and wild vegetables are fragrant.

Production can be self-sufficient in that year, and there is surplus grain in the second year.

The spirit of self-reliance is great, and the 359 brigade promotes beauty.

If you don't think, you will lose your mind.

Pingchou is paved with green Guanzhong, and Xi 'an has an ancient style.

Before Zhou and Qin Dynasties, the land of Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties remained unchanged.

The ruins came to Banpo Pavilion, with a river between the two waters.

Stone pottery remains for 6,000 years, and Myanmar believes that the ancestors' culture is far away.

The story of Mount Li shows that hot springs were once emperors.

I feel sorry for Du Lao, who is close at hand, and I will eventually look at Yu Yang, who is proud.

Now the palace is more beautiful, and a sanatorium has been built in the capital.

Looking back, there were still dangerous pavilions in the mountains when the regime was changed.

I can't stay in a hurry. I'm going to Hangzhou via Shanghai.

A glimpse of Shencheng in the early morning, reminiscing about the past by the Huangpu River.

The racetrack hall has been turned into a hospital, and beggars can no longer be seen in the street.

The concessions of the great powers were recovered early, and factories such as forests were built by themselves.

Citizens do morning exercises everywhere, which shows a high sense of renewal.

Improve the habit of daily luxury, and a hundred years of national humiliation will disappear for a while.

The traffic speed on the Shanghai-Hangzhou line is not enough to see the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

Lotus pickers are painting, and the cauliflower in Sang Ma is yellow and green.

Xi Zi has never been good at giving good names. When he first saw lakes and mountains,

The mountains on both sides of the strait are like stained altars, and a stream of smoke and water makes it shine brightly.

Take a boat, climb a mountain pavilion and enjoy fragrant teas.

Vultures fly to Yang Cuifeng, and fish in Huagang like red shadows.

A hurried day's visit moved me to find mountains and depths.

I went to Hangzhou and Guilin in my busy schedule.

The mountains in Guilin rise from the ground, and the strange rocks are Moby.

Wandering in the blue sky, wandering at the bottom of the palace.

A thousand years of dreamland dripping milk, dragon dancing in Yaotai Qiongshu,

You forget human feelings in this, and you are shocked when you get out of the hole.

It was fun to hang a banquet in Yangshuo in the Ming Dynasty and sail a hundred miles.

Lijiang River is soft and blue, and the green hills on both sides cut jasper.

Fish beams stand on the fishing beach, and long green shadows are planted in the bamboo forest.

Persimmon pomelo hangs on the mountain in Guo Yi, and life in this town is very good.

It's hard to enjoy a day trip, and the sun has gone west without tolerance.

Cherish poetry as the New Testament. I hope Meng Si will finally prove it.

On my way home, I stopped at Wuyang City and visited the tomb of the martyrs at dawn.

Visit the farmer's workshop, and you will never forget the fire.

Liuhua Yuexiu is beautiful, and the Pearl River water is under Haizhu Bridge.

Unfortunately, it is difficult for a wanderer to stay long, and it is also difficult to live up to the beauty of the famous city of Lingnan.

Going abroad is still the wind of 90 thousand, and the guests are still like a floating canopy.

After a night of hard work, Xu finally saw the East.

Twenty-five years after the birth of the motherland, shoulder to shoulder like children.

After reading the excellent figures, I wish the future a shoo-in.

Corrupt scholars are ashamed of their mistakes, and gradually feel that newcomers are different.

I watched a lot in Start Over, and I became stupid after that.

Wandering for a long time, ashamed of the world.

What's the use of carving worm characters? Talk about the trip to Long song.

About the author: Ye Jiaying/Kloc-0 was born in Beijing in 1924, and graduated from Fu Jen Catholic University in 1945. In the mid-20th century, he taught at Taiwan Province Provincial University, Fu Jen Catholic University and Tamkang University successively./Kloc-0 moved to Vancouver, Canada in 1969 and was employed as a tenured professor at the University of British Columbia in Canada. 199 1 was awarded "Fellow of the Royal Canadian Society" and became the only China Classical Literature Fellow in the history of the Society. Now he is a librarian in central research institute of culture and history (the only foreign librarian) and the director of China Institute of Classical Culture of Nankai University.