Wan Li has clear skies, magnificent mountains and rivers, and red flags flying.
Look at Kyushu Fiona Fang and celebrate the world; Rivers sing, fragrant everywhere.
Social stability, people's happiness, a new chapter in the spectrum of reform and opening up
Like the dragon of the world, New China stands tall in the East.
Today's glory depends on the direction of the party, government and national policies.
Looking back on the eventful years, life is ruined; There are many difficulties for the people, but the night is endless.
Bullets, risk one's life for a new red sun.
Cherish it and let the rivers and mountains go red forever.
Motherland, I am proud of you! 》
When the magnificent huabiao,
Let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn,
When the majestic Tiananmen Square,
Let the clouds meet the rising sun.
The ear of history,
The salute rumbled,
An avalanche of echoes,
It is the echo of the changes in China.
A giant looks down at the world,
A loud voice,
The whole world heard it,
People's Republic of China (PRC) was founded!
When the first five-star red flag Ran Ran was raised,
Flag of victory,
Flying in the wind of the sky,
People looked up,
The whole world saw it,
The people of China have stood up since then!
my motherland
My motherland,
My beloved motherland.
You are a rooster with your head held high, awakening the silence of the dawn.
You are a soaring dragon-the wind and cloud of the all-round era.
You are a lion, dancing the glory of China.
You are the origin of human wisdom-igniting the spark of civilization.
You have a sacred name,
That's China!
That's China, my motherland.
My beloved motherland.
I love my motherland deeply,
The beating heart has been beating for 5 thousand years,
I love my motherland deeply,
Surging blood rushed to the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,
I love my motherland deeply,
Yellow skin is printed with the color left by ancestors,
I love my motherland deeply,
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The beginning of happiness Kang Langying [Dai]
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In the past,
Our life is worse than cattle and horses.
Harvest grain,
Fall to the landlord's house;
A chicken coop made of iron,
Can't raise live chickens;
Ducks in the pond,
Beaten into a bird by an old yellow dog.
Menghai place,
Everywhere is desolate,
The broad dam is covered with weeds,
Tigers and leopards flock on the road,
No one tills the fields,
The stockade is as cold as a graveyard.
The life of the poor
Like yellow thatch,
God lit the fire of sin,
I can't wait to burn it.