The poem "Wish" by Fan Linlin

Song title: wish

Singer: Fan Linlin

Album: Wish

Fan Linlin: I hope.

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At that time, I bulging out my wish.

Simple people expect.

The soul is sowing the dream of prosperity.

Turn over the land for beauty.

Although winter is too long, it cools the excited smile.

Mount Tai is still standing, and spring is still eternal.

Generation after generation bravely explored tomorrow.

The bumpy road is covered with sweat and blood.

The moment when the dragon is about to take off

Heavy wings speak of difficulties.

It is my wish in China to rebuild Wan Li's rivers and mountains.

It is always blood that burns.

Immortality is always faith.

We say to the sun: yearning will not change.

We said to the Yangtze River: Pursuit will not change.

We say to the earth: poverty will always change.

We say to the Yellow River: Life will always change.

We say to the sun: yearning will not change.

We said to the Yangtze River: Pursuit will not change.

We say to the earth: poverty will always change.

We say to the Yellow River: Life will always change.

At that time, I bulging out my wish.

Simple people expect.

The soul is sowing the dream of prosperity.

Turn over the land for beauty.

Although winter is too long, it cools the excited smile.

Mount Tai is still standing, and spring is still eternal.

Generation after generation bravely explored tomorrow.

The bumpy road is covered with sweat and blood.

The moment when the dragon is about to take off

Heavy wings speak of difficulties.

It is my wish in China to rebuild Wan Li's rivers and mountains.

It is always blood that burns.

Immortality is always faith.

We say to the sun: yearning will not change.

We said to the Yangtze River: Pursuit will not change.

We say to the earth: poverty will always change.

We say to the Yellow River: Life will always change.

We say to the sun: yearning will not change.

We said to the Yangtze River: Pursuit will not change.

We say to the earth: poverty will always change.

We say to the Yellow River: Life will always change.

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