Floating over mountains and valleys,
Like a long ribbon,
Dance out of the desert Gobi.
Sometimes carefree,
Sometimes anxious,
Jiuqu Wanting,
On and off.
Ma Benteng is like a cloud,
A trickle floated on the cliff.
For thousands of years,
Wandering in the dust and smelling the rain.
Tortuous,
Perseverance is not afraid of the long journey.
Vast land,
Sit in the clouds and have fun.
The soul of the earth,
Witness the historical changes,
The ancient land of China,
Flying flood overflows thousands of miles.
Through the mountains,
Flowing through the courtyard,
Sometimes look at it,
Sometimes roar.
After the stormy waves separated the two sides,
Waterfalls carve stones and cover mountains and rivers.
Years are long,
In Qin dynasty, the bright moon wore Taihang.
Silver night sky,
The stream trickles into the sea.
Lang lang gan Kun,
The fog turned into a breeze.
Lonely smoke in the desert,
Things have changed,
The river is still sinking,
Give birth to the next generation of Chinese children.
All the way east,
Lonely and lonely,
Nine twists and turns,
Watering the world's splendid Sichuan.
The land of China,
The change of government and opposition,
Standing tall in the east,
Inheriting Chinese civilization for five thousand years.
today，
The Chinese dream of great rejuvenation,
Go into the Asia-Pacific and the world.