The poem "We love our motherland"

My ancient and young motherland, I am a young plant on your vast land, swaying in your warm and caring arms. I am a bird in your boundless sky, singing in your warm heart, the waves of the Yellow River are surging in my veins, the flowers of civilization are blooming in my heart, and my ideals are being revealed in the blue sky of my motherland. In the east of the world, there is a magical and beautiful country. The vast sea is her broad mind, the Great Wall in Wan Li is her strong backbone, the Yellow River is her surging blood, and the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is her rigid arm ... She is my motherland and the great people of China.