1, by Modern Yu Guangzhong
2. Original text
When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp. I'm here and my mother is there.
When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I'm here and the bride is there.
Later, homesickness became a temporary grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside.
Now, homesickness is a shallow strait. I am here and the mainland is there.
Second, "Prison Song"
1, by Modern Ye Ting
2. Original text
The door where people come in and out is locked, and the hole where dogs crawl away is open.
A voice shouted: climb out and set you free!
I long for freedom, but I also know that a person's body can't climb out of the dog hole!
I can only look forward to the day when the underground fire rushes up and burns this living coffin with me. I deserve eternal life in fire and blood.
Third, "I love this land"
1, by Modern Ai Qing
2. Original text
If I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm, this river that always flows with our sadness and anger,
The angry wind blowing endlessly, and the incomparably gentle dawn from the forest ...
-Then I died, and even my feathers rotted in the ground.
Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply. ...
Fourth, "the market in the sky"
1, by modern Guo Moruo
2. Original text
The street lamp in the distance is very clear, as if there are countless stars shining.
Stars appear in the sky, as if countless street lamps were lit.
I think there must be a beautiful market in the empty air.
Some items on display in the market must be rare in the world.
You see, the shallow Tianhe is definitely not very wide.
The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl crossing the river will surely ride the cow.
I think they must be wandering in the street at the moment.
Don't believe me, please look at that meteor, even if they come with lanterns.
V. "I think"
1, by Modern Gao Hongbo
2. Original text
I want to put my little hand on the peach branch.
With a bunch of buds and a thousand rays of sunshine,
You, you-you are singing the song of spring.
I want to connect my feet with the roots of willow trees.
Reach out to the wet and soft land and absorb sweet nutrition.
Long, long-grow into a green tent.
I want to put my eyes on the kite.
Look how soft the white clouds are and how bright the sun is.
Look, look-the blue sky is my classroom.
I want to plant myself in the land of spring.
Turn into grass, green will shine, and small flowers will bloom beautifully.
It is my greatest wish to become catkins and dandelions.
I can fly, fly, fly to distant places.
However, if you fly far away, you should discuss it with your parents. ...