The lyrics of Hong Kong's return poems are relatively long.

Song of the Seven Sons-Hong Kong

I am like Huang Bao who keeps vigil in front of Fengge.

Mother, although my position is very small, my situation is very dangerous.

Now the terrible sea lion pounced on me,

Spit my flesh and swallow my ointment;

Mom, I cried and howled, but I shouldn't have called you.

Mom, let me hide in your arms!

Mom! I want to come back, mom!

Welcome the return of Hong Kong.

It will take a hundred years to wash away the shame of China people. The main stream of the Yangtze River flows in Kunming and the Yellow River flows in the sun and the moon. The pace is clear and the man is ambitious. * * * Celebrating the Reunification Day,

As the dragon flies.