You come from a war-torn battlefield, full of pride of victory.
You lead us in reform and opening up,
Full of laughter and joy of harvest.
Seeing you, blowing in the wind,
It's like seeing the motherland begin to move forward.
Seeing you, floating high,
Like seeing the new face of the motherland.
We are young eagles in the new century,
Today, we hone our wings;
Tomorrow, we will fight the sky!
Today, under your banner, we are going to report;
Tomorrow, we will follow you to a new goal!