The wheel of history is rolling forward, and no one can stop it. Party, my mother, with extraordinary courage, you led millions of heroes, crossed the river, chased bandits, tied the black dragon and raised a five-star red flag over the motherland.
3. The sky in July is colorful, the earth laughs and sings in July, the starlight in July illuminates the road of the long night, and the rosy clouds in July ignite the fire in the heart. July's face was filled with laughter, and a song of blessing flew in China in July: Happy birthday to the Chinese producers' party and our beloved mother! China, our eternal home, I hope you can write a new song! A hundred years ago, a hammer of thought awakened the lion who had been sleeping for thousands of years.
Party, my mother, every minute of your life journey is full of vitality. Your dusty sweat has soaked every inch of the motherland. You walk through thorns, from hope to new hope.
Born on the South Lake cruise ship, just like the rising sun in the sky. The vicissitudes of the motherland, like a sleeping lion, suddenly opened their eyes under your dazzling light. The long tassel of the autumn harvest riots, the gunfire of the August 1st Uprising, the horn of Jinggangshan Head, the battle song of the Long March, the Party, my dear mother, you hold high the banner of sickle and axe and lead the people of China to forge ahead bravely. The convening of Zunyi Conference, the victory against the Japanese aggressors and the reconciliation of the Xi Incident. ...