1, there is coal in the furnace.
Ah, my lady! I live up to your kindness and you live up to my thoughtfulness. I burned like this for the person I love! Ah, my lady! You should know my predecessor. Don't you think I'm reckless? Need me, a black slave, with a heart like fire.
Ah, my lady! I think my predecessor used to be a useful pillar. Buried alive for many years, until now I have to see the light again. Ah, my lady! I have often missed my hometown since I saw the light of day again. I burned like this for the person I love!
2. In the cornfield.
I am a young general in the middle of the cornfield, watching red tassels flying around the ground, green swords flying, and fruits hiding under red tassels and green swords showing their teeth. We can read their language. In ordinary days, there are no old friends, only the wind is blowing and the long hair of corn is blowing.
In the middle of the corn field, we gained the strength to overcome tomorrow, and the corn leaves kept flapping at me. The golden corn cob is tumbling in boiling water. What a beautiful day, what a beautiful country I think of. In the middle of the cornfield, the cornfield falls on the map of * * * and China, and countless battles and victories will shine on us forever!
I love this land.
If I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat: this land hit by the storm, this river of sadness and indignation that will surge on us forever, this endless angry wind, and the incomparable gentle dawn from the forest, and then I die, and even my feathers rot in the land. Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply.
4. Motherland, my dear motherland.
I am an old waterwheel worn by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years. I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead. I am a barge on the muddy beach with withered ears of rice and disrepair of subgrade, pulling the rope deeply into your shoulder. Motherland! I am poor, I am sad, I am your ancestor. Painful hope! It is a thousand-year-old flower between Tian Fei's sleeves. Motherland! I am your brand-new ideal. I just broke free from the spider web of myth.
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow, and I am your tearful smile nest. I am the newly painted white starting line, but the crimson dawn is spreading. Motherland! I am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters. You have nurtured my loss, thought and boiling with scarred breasts, so get your wealth, glory, freedom and motherland from my flesh and blood!
5. "Prison Song".
The door where people come in and out is locked, the hole where dogs climb is open, and a voice is shouting: Climb out and set you free! I long for freedom, but I also know that a person's body can't climb out of the dog hole! I can only look forward to the day when the underground fire rushes up and burns this living coffin with me. I deserve to live forever in fire and blood!