Thousands of miles of silver in northern China
Spring wakes up in the snow and ice in winter.
Bo generator in the vast snowfield
Thousands of troops are ready to go.
Endless mountains and mountains.
Camellia opens her bright eyes.
Looking at the beautiful scenery from the top of the mountain
The valley is warm and windy.
Full of girl's warm breath.
The Yangtze River and the Yellow River are swift.
Mountains and valleys are full of vitality.
The south of this country is full of smoke and waves.
Endless waves reverberate
There was clear thunder.
Drive away the cold and push north.
Spring Festival travel rush charter flights open the door to spring.
China children begin their spiritual journey.
Forget your ancestors and split the motherland.
Is a sinner of history
Broken into pieces under the iron fist of1300 million people
Reunification is the wish of the Chinese people.
Unification is the prospect of historical development.
Only reunification can lead to peaceful reunification and unlimited scenery.
Free cross-strait exchanges
Visit the scenery of Bao Dao and the motherland.
Blood is thicker than water, and the nation has made great efforts.
9.6 million China land
Fifty-six nationalities for thousands of years.
Ancestor's body and blood are condensed.
Chinese people cherish every inch of land.
Than cherish your own life.
Qianlijiang River.
burst with vitality
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are green
full of vigor
There are beautiful scenery every spring.
Man roams in heaven.
Olympic flag planted in Beijing
Market economy status
Business travel around the world
Five thousand years of glory
Rejuvenate with new vitality
9.6 million China land
Show beautiful scenery
Bright sunshine in spring
Rise in the hearts of Chinese people at home and abroad
The melody of spring
Echoes in the hearts of 56 ethnic groups.
The beauty of spring
Shown on 9.6 million China land.
Modern poetry praising spring
Ice and snow melt,
The pace of spring is near again.
Everyone longs for spring,
Yearning for the apricot rain soaked in clothes,
Looking forward to blowing a cold breeze.
First, the small forest effect in cities.
Green again, my grove.
Ants and flying insects in the Woods
These humble lives come with spring.
Under the soil, I heard the sound of earthworm crawling.
Knock down the mud-sealed door with a soft head
I saw a flock of goats on the grass in the grove.
Waving his long beard and bleating.
Shook my youth and soul.
A black goat came to me leisurely.
Tears of happiness hung on his face.