Author: Dragon One Day
The sun rises, the wind plays with clouds, and the sky flies jade.
Pigeons are flying, red flags are flying and five stars are shining.
It is auspicious inside and outside the Great Wall, and purple gas rises in the north and south of the Yangtze River.
Welcome to National Day, watching people smile, as sweet as honey.
The plague invades and kills.
The wolf outside, with a gun.
The person who stands in my way is overreaching.
The descendants of the Chinese people have lofty aspirations, and the land of China is a miracle.
Looking to the future, who dares to bully?
I love this land.
Ai Qing
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...
-And then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...
Besides, China in the moonlight, young China's talk, my motherland, I am proud that I am from China, and the prosperous China, my motherland or my dream as a horse are all appropriate.