Sunset in the west, after a hard day,
Lost the light as hot as fire.
The door of the moon is slowly opening to the earth.
Bright Guanghan Palace,
Is slowly showing a silver light.
The stars sent by god,
Is the cloth that guards the end of that thing.
Star generals from the north and the south,
Ordered to flock to the galaxy to gather;
The milky way,
Immediately, the rough waves drowned.
Gentle and beautiful osmanthus palace master,
Holding out the Millennium osmanthus wine,
Drunk, coming from all directions.
Looking at them, one by one sleepy,
Eyes seem to be flashing.
WU GANG's winemaking techniques are engraved on the wall of the Moon Palace.
An ancient sacred tree with lush foliage on one side of the palace wall,
Is describing this sacred country,
Stories and myths of the sacred nation.
Ah-
All this, whether it's a whisper,
Or the myth of the magical kingdom of heaven,
Can't control our human desires.
Red birds are at the end of the west,
In the burning sun palace,
When you are asleep,
Hard-working and brave master of the earth,
Still depicting the spring scenery in the future.
Pangu created the world,
Send sunlight to all directions of the earth.
Nu Wa made man. Oh, my God,
Ending the long loneliness and desolation of the earth.
The descendants of Fuxi's brother and sister,
Once again sent away the desolation of the earth.
Dayu, the ancestor of human society, controlled water,
Dredge the earth and mountains, Kan Kan, whoa, whoa.
Cut Zhou, the Lord Jiang Feng Shen.
Created a beautiful fantasy of the spiritual world of human society.
Sanzang learned the scriptures, agarwood saved his mother, and white snake was affectionate.
It expresses the ancient culture of Chinese nation for thousands of years.
Ah-
Bobby Chen, Guangwu, Chao Huang, Wang Chuang,
Heroes of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom,
It sounded the death knell of feudal society,
Dig out the social cancer that has lasted for thousands of years.
The dawn of the new democratic revolution,
Finally sent away the only remaining corner of feudal society;
The ruler of the feudal dynasty,
Finally, he withdrew from the idol on the historical stage of the Chinese nation.
Ah-
A single spark can start a prairie fire in Jinggangshan revolutionary base in Jiangxi,
Anti-Japanese bonfire party of China Revolutionary Center in Yan 'an, northern Shaanxi,
China People's Liberation Army bugle,
Clean up tigers and wolves that exploit, oppress and eat people.
1949 1 October1day, this famous day,
It resounds through the land of China, east and west, north and south, and all over the world.
The deep and majestic voice on Tiananmen Gate,
Inspire every inch of land and every village of the great motherland.
"People's Republic of China (PRC) was established!"
What a sacred hope this is.
Ah, the realization of all this,
Finally, it was broadcast to the whole world in the mouth of a generation of great men.
"The people of China have stood up!" This resounding slogan,
It has spread all over the land of China and all the mountains and rivers.
People's gratitude and reverence for leaders are unrestrained.
Because this is the beginning of a new life for China people.
At the same time, it is also a scepter to control your own destiny.
Ah-
The idea of reform and opening up, the direction of economic construction,
It is also higher than the Chinese nation's hope for the future world.
Ah, human beings develop high technology and explore space.
Landing on the moon and going to Guanghan Palace is no longer a distant fantasy.
Look, Chang 'e reveals her beautiful face.
WU GANG once again stretched out his fragrant nectar.
Looking at the old scared tree, he is still telling his myth.
ChanJuan couldn't help gesturing to WU GANG.
Offer wine and dew in his hand.
The stars in heaven and local space gradually dispersed,
As if enjoying human society,
A bridge leading to the moon palace and the cold is being built.
I stand under the lush trees in the yard, although they are of the same grade.
But I can't hear the gossip of the old scared tree from the moon palace.
However, the violent autumn wind,
Wandering around me, refusing to leave.
He often hints at me and whispers to me.
Ah-
I finally understand this magical and ever-changing world.
There is always a place where our own ideal world develops.
I opened the window near the yard and hid in the autumn wind outside the window.
Haw goo goo crowded into the window and sang to me in succession.
I'm drunk, I'm totally drunk,
I have to look at the bright moon hanging in the sky in the distance.
I saw the old scared tree by the palace wall, still chattering.
They are all familiar to him, this country,
The myth of people's construction and development in this country.