Standing in front of the map of China, I studied it carefully.
Ah! How like a colorful golden pheasant with a chest!
Its crown wobbles, scattering countless agave, which is sorghum on the bank of Heilongjiang;
When its tail wags, it shakes off countless pearls, not just crystal grapes in Xinjiang;
Its belly is quite golden and bright, and it is wheat and rice in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River.
It's a sweet smell when you step on it. It's honey from Hainan coconut grove and Taiwan Province province.
Ah! Motherland! Great motherland!
I love you!
I love your long history, from "rules of culture and scenery" to "rules of harmony and rejuvenation"
How many "xing" and "governance" are there in the middle?
They gave me the courage to overcome difficulties;