I had a dream:
Become a god, become immortal,
Give birth to clairvoyance,
Standing at the top,
Look at the mountains;
I used to yearn for:
Like an eagle, like a swallow,
Spread your wings in the wind,
From the mouth of the Yangtze River,
Fly to the water source ...
Take Wan Li Road,
This is my wish;
Reading thousands of books,
Learn to drop water through a stone.
This is not a dream:
At this moment,
I stood in front of the map of my motherland,
Wanshan stands taller than others,
Run to the fundus;
Hundreds of rivers return to the sea,
Into my heart.
Look at these colors.
Are image language:
Golden desert,
Dark brown is a mountain,
Blue is the lake,
Green is the plain,
Light blue is swamp,
Light gray is the bay. ...
Mom, let me tell you something:
I'm healthy,
Eyes as bright as stars,
Eyebrows bent like the moon,
Like a loose body,
If the face blooms,
Because I have one
9,600,000 square kilometres
A huge cradle ...