Spring grows in the embrace of the motherland, singing and praising the motherland. Our beautiful motherland embraces the lovely Chinese mother red scarf. Let's join hands with the care of Gulangyu Party. Dear Li, I love Venus. I like the red scarf of the party. Growth depends on beautiful flowers with bright sunshine. How happy we are. We happily sang the fireworks of our field festival. Festival dance music * * * gave birth to children's songs, Shandandan blossoming, brilliant guerrilla songs, defending the Yellow River, supporting the army, and marching on the flower drums left by the martyrs. This is the place where Premier Zhou worked. We want to be a good boy like Lei Feng. Uncle Lei Feng, please listen to me and answer my birthday present. I sang a song for my teacher. If I am a teacher, there are flowers in the festival, and the teacher understands me best. Dear teacher, what are you thinking? The world is inseparable from your teacher's four seasons. I love Milan, teachers, mothers, red candles and flowers, and lovely schools. What a beautiful campus, campus bell, campus wind. We are friends, holding hands, singing and smiling at the sea. White sails in my hometown grew up in the cradle of knowledge, with colorful notes and green fairy tales. Childhood is like a young pioneers friendship song, golden childhood, happy time, happy cheerleading. I am a child of Zhuo Ma on the Yarlung Zangbo River, a young sun in the north, a mature apple, a sunny love, a young athlete, a March, a sunflower and a little girl on a swing. Where do you pick mushrooms? The beautiful childlike girl playing Qin Yue is knocking on my little wooden drum. Round fairy tale hymns are better than endless songs sung by slugs in the ears of many stars. Zhuang boys grew up under the red flag. The Red Army "Wawick" Dai dolls laughed and laughed, and spring dance made snowmen all year round. I'm thinking of a happy party. Quietly, quietly, put pigeons on the Great Wall and shake hands on the Great Wall. The spring of the motherland has come. I like spring, my morning glory, beautiful sunflowers, golden keys and mountains. Time has given all my love to the stars, a small camel bell, a piccolo, a small swift and a small white sail that gently blows drizzle and learns to fly. Little Haiyan, we are birds in the happy little pigeon forest, small poplar creek and the sea, the moon, the stars, the sun, colorful clouds and spring rain. What charming and happy seeds are sent to distant boats and small trees, grow up quickly! Where are the seedlings planted in spring, summer, autumn and winter? The sun came out of Liuyang River, and I was very happy to guess the countryside. Half a moon got up and sang for two hours in the moonlight, and the cowherd turned around. Jasmine, Chinese cabbage, Chinese cabbage and swallows echoed in the valley. Petals fly to Taiwan Province Province, and a bird flies to the sky. We live on the same planet, and 56 nationalities sing a song together. We guess who I am with the world, quietly listen to the children on the rainy moon, and plant my heart in spring. Without the production party, there would be no new China. When the national flag was slowly raised, the China Youth League sang our * * * and our motherland! Motherland! I love you! Growing up in the embrace of the motherland, I dedicated the most beautiful songs to the motherland. Like my mother, I will sing a song for the party. I like Tiananmen Square in Beijing. Who will tell me that we love peace? Premier Zhou and we are very close to Chairman Zhu De. Learn from Lei Feng's good example. Lei Feng is among us. Uncle of the People's Liberation Army is still standing guard to learn to be the song of the Red Scarf of the People's Liberation Army, the song of the Young Pioneers, and the teacher of the young flag-bearer of the Happy Squadron! Good morning! Sing a song to the teacher. Teacher, don't walk in front of the teacher. The little host's song, the little athlete's March, morning exercises, exercise for the motherland. Let's do radio exercises. The sewing kit of five love songs on the way to school is a family heirloom. Be polite from an early age. The world needs a warm heart to read books. Wish you a happy holiday. Birthday candles fly very fast. Grow up quickly. One two three four five six seven She's children are really happy. Golden childhood spreads its wings and flies. Friendship blooms. Wan Li's fragrant ball sparkled with silver. Tibetan teenagers accumulate fat songs. Song of the expedition. The shepherd ballad turns over and rides on the little flying horse. Goose seagulls and spring girls are coming. Lovely spring I'm sorry, birds, spring breeze, spring hiking, green motherland, songs of stars, lovely little poplar, young pioneers, afforestation songs, small pine trees, mowing songs, singing China folk songs alone. I will always be your friend when I grow up. Baby China, without the motherland, how can I grow up in the embrace of the motherland? Spring motherland today is your birthday. China China is unforgettable. Looking up at the map of the motherland tonight is in a dream. In my dream, I thought of Chairman Mao. We are flowers, and we love spring. The fairy tale wish in spring is our wish. The colorful bridge goes to the island teacher in Taiwan Province Province, and it is a good teacher's love on holidays. Every time the teacher's heart walks past the teacher's window and listens to my mother telling me about the past, I sing a lullaby to my mother. I love my mother's eyes. My mother gave me a heart. I thank my mother for being with my mother. My mother and my mother Gesangla are birthday dolls near the Yellow River. I am a little singer. Please sing a song for the geese in the cabin in the mountain nest. Blind aunt basking in the moonlight in the forest? Homesickness picks a bunch of flowers, the Yellow River, my Chinese soul, and the songs by the lotus pond are all in the shade. I fold a small paper boat, bend a small wooden boat, the moon boat, and the stream gurgles. Hai Wa's song, the cradle of the sea, planting and painting the sun, the sun and the moon are not as good as my moon. The moon is bent like a golden hook, and the moon is bent. I love my hometown. The grassland is our home. I am a little singer in the countryside. I'm a little singer in the mountains, I'm a little Miao, I'm a little shepherd in Yugu, a little snail, a little poplar, a small umbrella, a small sickle, a small bamboo bridge, a small melon shed, a small flute, a small shoulder, my river can sing, a small rocking car in my childhood, a beautiful little conch cow and a little girl picking mushrooms and ears of rice. Good morning, ten minutes is the most beautiful winter in the south. There is no snow. Have such a good friend. Farmers in water towns are kind-hearted. Children in the mountains love little Balang who plays tambourine. The sun of my childhood, the colorful childlike innocence of my childhood is a bird, cherry red, playing with autumn, playing with golden autumn, painting four seasons, rain flowers, stones, wild chrysanthemums, small pine forests in the clouds, my beloved carriage, how much I want to see it, please come to my dream and don't pick me up, grass, grass, peacock, water, hen and firefly go far away. I think the spring here is the sweetest. I am a little rider on the grassland. Tujia children welcome guests. I pick strawberries, catch loaches and collect soups. Children in fishing villages have round green spaces and square black eyes. My little basket sang a duet for my grandmother. Performing and singing to catch up with the new century, two little girls, grassland red scarf, heart-to-heart party, lovely alumni flower, which golden pole are you, blowing grass and whistling, winter fairy tales, deep in the alley, we are dear good friends, feeding me Daniel and picking up stars, my mother's name is China, and I know nothing about the camel world in Adela. My brother asked the blue monkey. Steamed cake: I drive a train as a driver. The train went to Shaoshan to pick watermelons and deliver strawberries. Pumpkins are planted in Jinggangshan. Uncle Cuban is very happy. Uncle affandi Jaxy looked at us and smiled. Little ya ya grows flowers. Three dolls grow sunflowers to make lanterns. On Sunday, three children on the Yangtze River Railway Bridge were no longer lonely here. Children in the frontier love the army and suffer less. Song of Trouble: Little Cavalry, Beijing Baby in Hutong, I call the stars to pick up shells. Grandpa sun and grandma yue said to me, look at the song cow. The calf took a car full of pineapples to the PLA. The small nut sickle is my good partner. I have a pair of omnipotent Hei Hai, Selina West Lake flowers and Chinese and foreign movie songs. Red Star, the little hero of the Eighth Route, took me to fight. Red Star Song Cradle on horseback Grandpa puts moon cakes on me. Children of the poor like spring. Children's songs, trumpeter songs, grassland hymns, I am a happy little bell. My mother told me that the moon is round. Let's row a boat and plant flowers. Sixteen-year-old summer camp travel song. Flowers bloom to the sun. Wan Li Xiangbaicao Garden is spring. How nice it is to shovel snow songs, small umbrellas take me to fly, toy songs, little swallows, we are in a good time, we are happy birds, small conchs, the sun in the sky, good morning, and we are bathed in the world of spring love. How can I grow up under the candlelight of seventeen? what is love ? Where is the way? Go to beautiful nature. Boat songs, spring rain, underground spring is me. I take a small carriage. I like the stars in the sky. Draw the most glorious work quickly. Aha, black cat sheriff, little gourd baby, cute little macaque, good friend Beibei, dog skiing song, two good friends, small gifts, insect dance music, peacock dedicated to the People's Liberation Army Snow Lotus, and a gratifying day for Beijing birds. How wonderful the waves on the Danube are! The red flower of revolution is blooming and crying. I hope my sister will go home early. As long as my mother smiles, the guerrillas sing red scarves, the memories of the bumper harvest of apples on summer nights, and the sincerity and love of the two little stars make me happy. The birthday song recalls the last rose in childhood, and the summer scenery is infinitely good. The teacher's notice is the lovely Smurfs Leo's song Astro Boy's song is not afraid of the clever singing fairy's song. Am I an elf? Good morning, mom. Good morning, Maya Song Ke. It is better to rush. I am late. Happy birthday to those who can't come. I have no thread on me. The song of Transformers Cat Disney Mickey Mouse People call me Donald Duck's labor song. I hope to go home from work and turn edelweiss into rice. The lonely shepherd's foreign songs are in our hands. Song of orange stalks, song of Korea, song of white boat, song of spring, elephant and drum. Spring has come and it's raining. Four Seasons Songs in Hometown Seven Little Crows Playing Flutes Children Red Dragonfly Toys March Forest Waterwheel Cherry Blossom Eagle Mother's kindness to plant rice and sleep peacefully! Nani kitten lovely Lelong Lelong fish lantern song I wish you happiness hide-and-seek childlike Afghan moon song here is a river, there is a beautiful river moonlight, dear mom and dad, wonderful little village girl! Wonderful! My village is like a heroic guerrilla uncle. Get up quickly. My kitten lullaby. Who is he? Parrots and geese play games on campus, killing ducks and chickens. Papaya happens to have a small animal. There is a doll. My little sheep is chatting in my little garden. Polka lullaby, wild roses and trout. Good moon, you are so quiet. You long for the golden clouds in spring on Christmas Eve. Let's burn the wonderful time of doll summer camp and have a bonfire party! By the campfire, the young pioneers planted trees and sang songs. We are now the song of spring for primary school students. There is a small birch tree in the field. Dolby Nushka, a comrade-in-arms, marched bravely in his hometown. The echo of four cygnets in the forest. Kelly, little monkey, may the world always have the sun. My chicken and my pony are happy. The little bee reports that spring has come, and spring is riding on singing wings. Happy new year, birthday song, merry Christmas, calendar song, week song, we are together, shining little star, birds in cages No.1, No.2 and No.345, the cradle of London Bridge, lovely home, our music, happy hall, boat to France, ancient songs, shepherd girl in the distant forest, and little star still sleeping? Long live the street youth commune, goodbye friends, swans, fruit trees, seedlings and children. The fields are calling my banjo, rowing me out to sea, lullabies and cable cars. Talucia dolls and bears dance and draw pictures. The coolies mow grass songs in the zoo, the flutes and cuckoos are in Kajideluo forest, the shepherds look after goslings and shepherds, sing folk dances, and remember their hometown. The earth is as beautiful as a corolla. I am a young pioneer on the trip. See you young pioneers in summer! Beautiful summer vacation, children, come and sing and dance the songs of primary school students. Fly, Xiaoyan, the beautiful morning glow. We are happy children. Ducks, Lanyatlan, Happy Summer Camp, March of Little Drummer, the train started at dusk in May, the bonfire, the hen of the goat Paul, the song of the young singer Mandolin, the little donkey climbed the hillside to sleep, and the morning star, please come and see the harvest song of our farm. In Christmas, summer and spring, we will talk about the flute with crisp sound, salad, the song of touching shells, the scenery of alpine pastures, the song of eight goslings, the song of Albanian young pioneers, and a star has arrived. Mary has a little lamb jumping at me. I am a young musician who sings and goes forward in the summer vacation. This is a beautiful little world. King, a cowboy in Texas, clapped his hands and sang happily. On the pasture, relatives of his hometown, Jingle Bells and Whistle, and the dog Alama Sirunda's Birch Forest came to my beautiful place. Red river valley jump rope mango season. Pigeons are happy drums. My swing, my kitten's skates and lullabies. How beautiful the train birds are. I'll get the door. what is love ? During the holiday, the songs of the little panda, my little wooden horse, the beautiful little carp lullaby, the little bull, the baby eagle blowing the conch, the ears of the little carpenter, the first day of Mr. airplane's school, and the little flower drum hairdresser shearing the wool, which is what should be done. I want to be a dancer, my head and my shoulders. Congo lullaby, we fight for our motherland. Today is a great day, Tipidou. Let's catch fish. Harry, it's time to get up. Corn tortillas, big eyes, antelopes, travel songs, absurd songs, sweet sugarcane pigeons, sunset? Historical songs, newspaper songs, snowflakes flying, I'm afraid I can't resist the thorn of Zizyphus jujuba. Unity is strength. We are democratic youth, three little babies, sparrows and children. Poor Chou-heung's best friend is here. Flower girl's red tide song, May 4th patriotic song, children's labor song, road song, flying flower song, shepherdess's piling song, the flowers of the motherland in May, and shepherdess's children's song. It's a good boy to whistle in the west wind, Xiao Mu cannon in Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei, red tassels in lobules, national heroes, the sun shining everywhere, singing in two small places, herding cattle and soldiers in the north and south, and children's songs are all the same. The three-year-old girl grows tall. Children's songs find friends. I'm Baby China. How beautiful our motherland is. We have loved our beautiful motherland since childhood. What lovely children we have love our motherland. Motherland, we love your national flag. How wonderful it is for children of all ethnic groups to be together. Now Hada's hometown is dedicated to the PLA Navy. I also rode a horse to inspect the little red flowers, happy flowers and Petunia. Children, please tell me that Ge Sang left her mother very early and grew up very early. There are only mothers and good teachers in the world. Good morning, I will be a teacher, a traffic light, a boat, a train, a car and a tall building. I will ask the stars to look at the stars and tell me. The little stars pick the stars and tell them quietly how happy the moon is and how happy fireflies are. Small dance music is happy. Little Balang dimple picks peas, looks for steamed bread, shakes flies, washes handkerchiefs and pays attention to hygiene. I have a pair of small hands and eyes. My name is "light". I like birds. I like flowers. Give up your seat in the New Year and save water. Good boy wants it. To be honest, "Sorry" and "Nothing" play with the drum on the seesaw, thank you. The little alarm clock guessed right. Careless little painter Li Xiaoduo got the fruit. I love my kindergarten. I sat in a row and gave a happy concert. Children's waltzes, lullabies and musicians. Please sing a song. What kind of songs do you like to sing? Make up some songs. Write songs. Love songs, live songs, zodiac songs, night songs. The echo of the valley is really nice. Tell me about red rooster. A few feet, two elephants, two slugs, a braggart, an eagle and a chicken tell you the kitten's song. Xiaohua Mall blamed the little black pig, pig, tail song, rooster, mother duck and aunt chicken, white goose song, duckling, quack duck, lost little white duck, swallow, golden peacock, pigeon, white rabbit and mouse. Turn into Mickey mouse frog, you sing lamb songs, little monkeys, naughty old buffalo horns bend the happy prince's boat. Dandelion blossoms. I am a little flower. I love snow lotus iris watermelon dolls. I smell the fragrance of lotus. Xiaoye runs very fast. Small water droplets never stop. Small snowflakes are flying in the rain. Snowman folk songs live happily for thousands of years. Aunt Wang nailed the jar and reduced the cow. Two kittens make Chinese cabbage smaller for the New Year. A bamboo pole is so bent that the drum rings and the sheep sings and drums. Uncle in the city, my family came to the cradle of Brother Goose. People in mountainous areas sing folk songs. Congratulations on becoming the Red Army Niang Fengyang Flower Drum (1) Fengyang Flower Drum (2) Peach Tree Plum Tree Horse The sun is out, and it's lucky. Look at the lights and let the cows sing folk songs. Good aunt looks up to heaven. It's getting dark, a bird cub, a Mongolian warrior pastoral song, a Huang Peng bird, a Mongolian serenade, a happy flower, a happy heart, a Wahaha shepherd boy song, a black boy dance and a white crane! Please borrow your wings. Dong doll love mountain Dong children's song welcome song. Rooster star lights blow lusheng Thani. Teenagers love the frontier and are not afraid of big tigers. * * Producers include Red Sun, Toad Song, Ancient Poetry, Chunxiao, Qingming, Goose Singing, Early Memories of Jiangnan, Baidicheng, at Lusu Stray Song, Seven-step Poetry, Silent Night, Siguan Mountain, Moon and Moon Bend, and photos of Kyushu's homecoming.