This is a affectionate land
How many lives have been left behind
How many stories of joy and sorrow have been buried
They are Who are they?
Why are they here?
There are nameless farmers and soldiers.
There are sword-wielding generals and bandits.
There are splashes of ink. poets and scholars
There are countless dynasties and emperors
From ancient times to the present
Where have they been?
This is a deep feeling Our land
How many memories of life have been imprinted
How many beautiful hopes have arisen
Where did we come from?
Why We have to come here too
We were born in loess
Why do we endure hunger and cold
Why do we suffer from war and separation
Who gave us The path of good and evil
Who gave us the distinction between good and evil
Why do loyalty and treachery go together
Why do serving the country and treason go together
Countless lives have come here
Why do we have to experience fame, wealth, honor and disgrace
I can’t help but ask God
This is a affectionate land
< p> Is the foundation of my lifeI am like her mulberry tree
Like her river
Like her green mountain
< p> A craneA trace of white cloud
Walking gently
Will not leave any sound
I know
p>I have to leave here eventually
I want to remove all the dust from my life
Take away the purity and innocence of my soul
I will Become a star above her head
Shine blessings on her from afar
I think
This is also the sincere expectation of this land
My affectionate land
Why did I come