Like his father’s generation
/Liu Xing
picked up a handful of red clay,
it was still so hot;
Picked a bunch of azalea,
still so fragrant;
called "Brother Comrade",
still so touching.
Ji'an, Xingguo, Jinggangshan, Ruijin, Nanchang,
They all say that this is the cradle of China,
You are a ship with its mast exposed on the vast sea, < /p>
You are a sun that is about to burst out in the east.
It is said that this is the hometown of the general.
...
Looking up at that hot land,
We still regard you as the spiritual high ground of the nation;
Looking back In those years,
there was the ideal light for us to keep moving forward.
Today's Nanchang,
Although you have many tall buildings,
you can never
cover the city in our hearts. .
The most unforgettable thing for me is
The heroic spirit of the Iron Bull.
Why?
My fathers raised the flag here;
Why?
My brother carried a gun here.
From August 1st,
we have a name,
we choose the flag of our fathers;
we choose The gun of our fathers;
We have inherited the bloodline of our fathers;
We have inherited the courage of our fathers.
He who can fight will win the battle.
When he is called, he will come. If he comes, he can fight and he will win.
Our land is vast,
but not an inch of land is redundant;
Our ocean is very rich,
but a reef Can't let it go.
The history of the Chinese nation being bullied has become history.
On the road to enriching the country and strengthening its army,
make the same oath:
If war comes one day,
our Flesh and blood will build a new Great Wall,
Let the soul of the nation fly forever,
We will definitely be like our fathers,
Like our fathers.