The name of the poem is "October in the Motherland"

O Motherland! This poetic name

Fill your every season

It was a white pigeon under a blue sky

Woke up on the first morning of October

Yes! Motherland, I love you too much and for too long......

October! My homeland

Please give me a torch

I follow in your footsteps

Let every dream drip with sweetness

Let all the voices be stained with golden notes

Rub your day –

Please spread the sky full of colorful clouds for me

I want to breathe eternal vitality into your flowers

The first October was always like tears falling and flowers were filled with echoes

The trampling of the Republic walks through your heart

Extend to the most impassioned melodies

In my heart, you are more than just a green island to rest

You are a red cloud for me to rise to the beat

No matter the mountains, valleys, fields, trails, and the sea

Numerous failures and successes make October even more fulfilling

Yes! Fatherland......

For whom is the October crown worn?

The first morning of October in front of Tiananmen Square

I felt the afterglow of the cinnamon and the sound of the harvest drums

I recall the voices of history on the white marble carvings

Thoughts have changed

Flying clouds

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains

How can you not cultivate my good character and integrity?!

The rising October has been a thousand sails

And my singing of My Motherland

Transform into a flock of soaring white doves

Shake up

Zhen Zhen ......

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