If I have a tricolor flower and tear off a yellow petal, suddenly one day:
The eyes of the blind are bright. Watch Donald Duck with us.
Disabled people throw crutches and dance disco with us.
The dumb can talk and sing "Mother's Kiss" with us.
The little match girl wears down jackets like us and eats bread and sausages together. ...
If I have a tricolor flower and tear off a blue petal, I will suddenly fly:
I want to fly to all parts of the motherland to have a look and appreciate the colorful charm of China; I want to fly over the endless green prairie, see the bright green grass and galloping horses, listen to the melodious flute and cheerful songs; I want to fly to the natural and simple Shan Ye countryside, stay in the endless rice fields, smell the faint and charming fragrance of rape flowers, and feel relaxed and happy; I want to fly to Beijing, the capital, climb the majestic Tiananmen Gate, climb the majestic Great Wall of Wan Li, and quietly listen to the old stone telling China's past. ...
If I have a tricolor flower, tear off a red petal:
Since then, there has been no more war, hunger and sadness in the world, but peace, prosperity and happiness everywhere. ...