Long live the motherland! Like a bell ringing in the sky.
Every note is a thrilling spring thunder.
Long live the motherland! The loudest compliment
Let me cry.
Long live the motherland! Chorus for five thousand years.
As vivid and magnificent as the wind blowing the wheat waves
Visit the grassland and watch the eagle and goose parade.
Walk into the mountains and watch the scenery in the seasonal cycle in the wind and bird songs.
The flag of the new century rises in Ran Ran.
Let me cheer and revel in the towering buildings.
Look at Wan.
There are infinitely beautiful scenery.
Long live the motherland! Standing tall is the green hill.
It's the green water that refuses to take a firm side.
The immortality of the mountain has shaped the magnificent scenery of 5000 years.
The water has lost its prestige for 5,000 years.
In the fireworks of the festival
I am the bud of burning and explosion.
Long live the motherland! long distance call
Wonderful compliment
In the ranks of people
I am a wheat on the national emblem.
On the flowers and green trees of the motherland
I'm a flight planner.
Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland!
How many dynasties have you experienced?
A generation of tianjiao is gone.
God's palace collapsed.
Only the Great Wall of Wan Li will never die.
Long live the motherland! A hymn of my life
The light in my blood
In my life,
Everything outside can be given up.
The only thing I can't give up
Is our great ~ ~ ~ ~ China people * * and China.
Qingming Emotion-Dedicated to Martyrs
A loud thunder rolled over the tombstone.
Like applause
Nobody wants to.
Go to sleep forever at the age of eighteen
Only the green ones.
For back protection.
The dream of those white doves
Crawl on the ground automatically
Build a great wall
Forgetting is a sin.
But don't use "forever young"
Comfort these sleeping people.
Maybe one day.
Tombstones also wrinkle.
Imitate, not them
The one I've been longing for for for a long time
The general's age
Still silent.
A martyr worshipper
Must be as silent as a martyr
Only thunder has the right to rumble on it.
Like the echo of the battlefield
or
Our voices