I am your shabby old waterwheel. I have been spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. What's the name of this poem?

This poem was written by Shu Ting's Motherland, My Dear Motherland. I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years; When you grope in the tunnel of history, I am a miner's lamp with black forehead; I am a withered ear of rice; It is a roadbed that has been in disrepair for a long time; It is the barge on the muddy beach that pulls the rope deep into your shoulder; -the motherland! I'm poor and I'm sad. I am the pain of your ancestors, and I am a flower that never falls to the ground between the sleeves of "flying"; -the motherland! I am your brand-new idea, just breaking away from the spider web of myth; I am your snow quilt, the germ of ancient lotus; I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging; I am the newly painted white starting line; It is the crimson dawn, in generate; -the motherland! I am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters; You fed me with scarred breasts, confused me, considerate me and boiled me; Then get your wealth, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood; -Motherland, my dear motherland!