Angry hair rushing to the crown, leaning on the fence and drizzling. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy. Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will the courtiers regret it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected. Hungry, hungry, eating pork, laughing, thirsty for Hun blood. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque
2.
Motherland, my dear motherland.
I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.
Old songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.
I am a miner's lamp with your forehead blackened.
When you grope in the tunnel of history.
I am a withered ear of rice; This is a roadbed that is in disrepair.
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Pull it into your shoulder
-the motherland!
I am very poor.
I am sad
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope.
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years
-Motherland
I am your brand-new ideal.
Just broke free from the mythical spider web.
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow.
I am your tearful smile.
I am the newly painted white starting line.
This is crimson dawn.
Spraying
-Motherland
I am one billionth of you.
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters.
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me.
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom.
-Motherland
my dear motherland
3. Teach me how to miss her
Liu Bannong
There are several clouds floating in the sky.
There is a breeze blowing on the ground.
Ah!
The breeze blows my hair,
Teach me how to miss her.
Moonlight loves the ocean,
The ocean fell in love with the moonlight.
Ah!
Such a honey-like silver night,
Teach me how to miss her.
The falling flowers on the water flow slowly,
Fish swim slowly downstream.
Ah!
Swallow, what did you say?
Teach me how to miss her.
Dead trees shake in the cold wind,
Wildfire burns in the twilight.
Ah!
There is still some afterglow in the west,
Teach me how to miss her.
Written in the 1920s, Britain and Liu Bannong miss their motherland.
Later, it was sung by Zhao Yuanren, a master of Chinese studies.
4. You are a (Tibetan family)
You are the peak of Mount Tai,
Lofty and hard;
You crossed the Yangtze River and the Three Gorges,
Surging,
When I think of you after 6 1 year,
A shower and a strong wind roared in my ear.
You are a blazing fire,
Burn the rotten things clean;
You are the mirror of light.
Concentrate people's hopes,
You are making a brand-new history,
Inherit the fine tradition.
People cheer and salute you,
You are broad-minded and don't take credit.
Your feet are rooted in the earth,
Your reputation soared into the sky.
Times are developing,
You are the dragon in the clouds;
At present, you are brave and fearless,
Hold on to the iron fist and never relax.
You are the lightning that breaks the darkness,
You are the dormant thunder,
You are the sea of wisdom,
You are a sky lamp hanging high,
You are a people's warrior with unlimited power _ _ _ _!
You are full of heroism,
Forever, forever young.
5 Hu is still there, the temples are autumn first, and the tears are empty.
But make Longcheng fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain.
Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
Nine humble people dare not forget the country, but still want to close the coffin.
10 Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation turns green in spring.
Petals shed like tears, and lonely birds sang their sadness.
12 ended the king's world affairs and gained fame around his death.
13 sleeping in a remote village doesn't feel sorry for myself, but also wants to defend the wheel platform for the country. The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
When 14 died, I knew everything was empty, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!