The youth recited the prologue of the party's poem.

Our great motherland has a vast territory and magnificent mountains and rivers.

She stands in the east of the world like a giant.

Beautiful scenery in Jiangnan,

The majestic mountains and rivers in the north,

The majestic Yangtze River,

The Himalayas, known as the roof of the world ...

Is so charming.

We love our motherland as much as our mother.

Because mother is the source and destination of our body and mind.

Vast sky, blue sky,

It gave birth to the splendid history and civilization of China for five thousand years.

Blue sky, vast sky,

It has created the industriousness and kindness of China people from generation to generation.

Under this clear and vast blue sky,

We work hard and sing.

Under this clear and vast blue sky,

We carry forward the past and fly freely.

Not all white doves walk under the blue sky.

There will be rain, snow, wind and frost.

Not all grass grows under the blue sky.

There will be yellow sand.

Today, let's open a window of the soul together.

Today, let's hold hands with love.

Looking for distant longing eyes, listening to the singing of our love melody.

Standing in front of the map of China, I studied it carefully.

Ah! How like a colorful golden pheasant with a chest!

When its crown is shaken, it will scatter countless agates.

That's sorghum on the bank of Heilongjiang;

When its tail wags, it shakes off countless pearls.

That is the crystal grape in Xinjiang;

Once its belly swells,

Golden and bright,

That is wheat and rice in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River;

Once its foot takes a step,

A smell came to the nose,

That's honey from Hainan Coconut Grove and Taiwan Province Province.

Ah! Motherland!

Great motherland! I love you!

I like your long history,

I love your splendid civilization,

I love your magnificent mountains and rivers!

I am your child,

I am proud to have a respectable and amiable mother like you!

When you hold me in your arms, I feel your warmth;

When you dragged me to run with you,

I am responsible for the responsibility on my shoulders.

Looking up at the five-star red flag under the blue sky and white clouds,

I swear again and again:

For your dear motherland,

I want to stand up boiling blood, full of love and pure heart!

Motherland, I love you!

Motherland, I love you!

Motherland, I love you!

You are the land of perseverance and self-improvement, the mother who gave birth to me and raised me!

The Yangtze River gave me life and made me grow.

Yellow River, give me wisdom and make me mature;

Taishan, give me a stalwart body,

The Great Wall has given me infinite strength.

It was my mother's solid arms that lifted me up.

You are the endless motivation in our life,

You are a safe haven for children to return from a long voyage.

Motherland, our great mother!

You are marching towards the new century and striding towards your tomorrow.

Motherland, I love you!

Hope is ahead.

-Celebrating the 60th anniversary of the founding of New China.

Sixty years after the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC),

Think back to Chairman Mao's crisis.

How to strategize to turn the tide?

He used superb wisdom and extraordinary courage

Break through the enemy's encirclement and interception difficulties

……

Recall the past and look at today.

The party has changed-it's bigger!

The country has also changed-it has become stronger!

Whenever I sit in a spacious and bright office.

Sitting in front of a brand-new computer

It's time to wave the flag for tax publicity.

I am so excited and touched.

The first blooming morning glow on the horizon

Illuminated our journey of gathering wealth for the country.

When night falls,

We are very happy to come back.

With a golden full moon

Brought heavy good news.

Golden tax badge

Shining with our fiery passion

Blue tax suit

Carrying our broad mind.

Roll up a trickle

Huge waves flowing into the sea

Pick up the golden sand.

Wan Li Great Wall, a country of harmony.

This is the duty and mission of tax officials.

This is the glory and dream of tax collectors.

We use loyalty and sweat

Create a * * * and a soaring new country.

Red notes are combined into international songs.

Reflections on the Red Spread of Hammer and Sickle

Although the world is constantly changing

May red shine forever in the wind and rain!