Praise the party, great mother.
Born in Nanhu cruise ship,
Like the rising sun in Ran Ran in the sky.
The motherland has experienced many vicissitudes,
Like a sleeping lion,
Under your dazzling light,
Suddenly open your eyes.
Long tassels of autumn harvest riots,
Gunfire of the August 1st Uprising,
The horn at the head of Jinggangshan,
The battle song of the long March,
Party, my dear mother,
You hold high the banner of sickle and axe,
Lead the sons and daughters of China to forge ahead bravely.
The dawn of Zunyi conference,
Victory against the Japanese invaders,
Reconciliation of Xi 'an Incident ...
The party, my mom,
With your extraordinary wisdom,
Turn the tide, save the people and set the country's luck.
Several cooperation between countries,
The formation of the United front,
Adaptation of the Red Army of Workers and Peasants ...
The party, my mom,
Show you all the places:
Open-minded,
Sincerity of loving peace.
The wheel of history rolls forward,
No one can stop it,
The party, my mom,
With extraordinary courage,
Leading a million heroes,
Crossing the river, chasing the poor and tying the black dragon,
Raise a five-star red flag over the motherland.
The party, my mom,
Every minute of your life's journey,
Full of energy.
Your dusty sweat,
Soaked every inch of the motherland.
You walk through thorns,
From hope to new hope.
Build the Three Gorges, fight floods and collect Hong Kong and Macao,
Party, my dear mother,
With your mother's feelings,
Warmed the hearts of Chinese people all over the world.
Party, my dear mother,
With your strong arms,
Safeguarded the unity of the motherland and the dignity of the nation.
today，
You're still alive, you're still alive,
Leading hundreds of millions of people in China,
Play a symphony of reform and opening up.
Ah, the party, my mother,
I can't forget it,
You overthrew three mountains,
The people only tasted the joy of turning over.
Ah, the party, my mother,
I can't forget it,
You, leading the reform and opening up,
Only when you are rich can you enter people's lives;
Ah, the party, my mother,
I can't forget it,
You advocated the development of the western region.
Gobi has just risen, and the new city is being built.
From the East China Sea to Tibet,
From Nansha to northern Xinjiang.
The party, my mom,
Under your wise and correct guidance,
We sang the story of spring,
Head high into the new century.
The party, my mom,
I won't forget you,
And your strength.
It's you, with your strong character,
Hide happiness in the hearts of the people.
You're the one who killed people on the battlefield filled with smoke,
Write a magical chapter for us.
I can't forget it,
When the flood raged,
You stepped forward.
I can't forget it.
When it snows,
You stepped forward.
I can't forget it.
When the earthquake came,
You take a step forward,
Ah, the party, my mother.
You're standing in a river that burst its banks,
Build a flood dam with your body;
You stand in front of people,
Give us an arm to lean on.
You're lying under the collapsed ruins,
Hold up a safe sky for the people;
You ran bravely in the mudslide,
Run to the buried person with solid steps,
At that moment,
my heart
Touched.
Ah, the party, my mother.
I'm proud of you,
I'm proud of you,
You will always be the star on the national flag.
The lights are flashing all the time.
You are the morning sun spraying blood,
Write music with life.
You didn't confess easily,
But it tells the dazzling brilliance with broadness.
You are a loud military song,
Shout out your ideal with strength,
You don't have a beautiful melody,
But it ignited the passion of blood with youth.
You are the unyielding backbone.
Wash away slander with integrity.
You're not complaining,
It is to practice glorious beliefs with actions.
Ah, the party, my mother,
This is your iron will and strong arm.
Raise the rainbow of the motherland and carry the ideal of China.
Ah, the party, my mother,
I remember,
if
It's not the red flag.
How can there be magnificent mountains and rivers today?
if
It's not a single spark, it can start a prairie fire.
How can there be a happy life today?
if
Not that kind of tenacious belief.
How can there be the glory of China today?
Ah, the party, my mother.
I remember,
Red July
We use the wave of red flags.
Gorgeous dress
A magical land between heaven and earth
Red July
We use passion like fire.
raise one's voice in song
Immortal hymn of the century
Red July
We use affectionate pen and ink
write
Eighty years is a hard journey.
Ah, the party, my mother.
I remember,
Dust of the years
You can't hide your eternal youth
facial features
A long historical process
You can't get rid of what you are fighting for.
perform
Pioneers and descendants
Have a glorious belief.
-China * * * producer.
Ah, the party, my mother.
In difficult times
You are an immortal torch.
Hope spreads in my heart.
in ordinary times
You are an ever-burning lamp.
Guide the pace of progress
therefore
The heart lamp lit by you
burning life
light
Red China.
therefore
This hymn
Song for you 90 years.
I didn't sing enough.
But the more you sing, the more lively it becomes.
Singing this song,
We heard the call of the motherland again;
Singing this song,
The party's entrustment rang again;
We will receive the red flag of revolution,
We will provoke the great cause of our parents;
We will create the future world,
Birds and flowers;
We will spend these days,
Cook into sweet and delicious music ...
Ah, the party, my mother,
I grew up in your arms,
I thrive under your gaze.
Today is your birthday,
Let me sing this song for you,
Without the * * * production party, there would be no new China! !