China's juvenile poetry text

Walking from the deep valley, I am a graceful wild lily;

Walking from the green forest, I am a wild goose soaring in the sky;

Walking from the Gobi where the loess is flying, I am a poplar on the yellow sand;

Walking from the snowy northeast, I am a plum blossom who is not afraid of the cold.

Ah! The future pillars of the Chinese nation are our young people in China!

On the first day of January, gunfire will usher in the New Year.

On the fifteenth day of the first month, Lantern Festival has patriotic feelings.

On National Day, lanterns are decorated.

Celebrate the birthday of the motherland;

On Tiananmen Square, it is solemn.

Look up at the national flag with respect,

Best wishes to the motherland.

The fertile soil of China gave birth to descendants of the Chinese people.

China's 5,000-year-old tradition is firmly in our hearts.

Instead of growing flowers in a greenhouse,

Instead of pursuing useless wealth,

Not immersed in a short victory,

Never forget the hardships of Chinese mothers,

Learn the unyielding quality of plum blossoms;

Learn the indomitable spirit of bamboo;

Learning lotus is not in line with the secular character;

Learn from Ao Shuang's indomitable fighting spirit,

Listen, melodious flutes are playing all over China.

Look, the sunflower faces the morning sun.

Fifty-six crayons together,

Opened a new picture.

Let the motherland proudly admire:

Ah! These are my children!

This is a descendant of the dragon!