In the prime of life
Your figure is the focus of our constant gaze.
Your forehead is a map that we often think of.
Your tree rings are a chapter that we often think about.
Let the night sky of the four seasons always be exquisite handicrafts.
Motherland, please accept our gifts.
We dedicate 60 stars to you.
Countless times, we are addicted to the vast sea of books.
Suddenly I looked up and found that the light was not so bright.
Therefore, we hope that stars will replace lights.
Motherland, please accept our gifts.
We dedicate 60 rivers to you.
When there is a dry year,
People always pray that God will bathe them.
With the rain, we have sweet laughter.
With rivers, we have flowing waves.
Motherland, please accept our gifts.
We dedicate 60 trees to you.
Everyone knows—
The tree is a big green umbrella with a heart.
Trees are places where hikers take a nap.
Trees are the first singers and dancers to greet the dawn.
Motherland, please accept our gifts.
We dedicate 60 songs to you.
Those songs show the people's good days.
Those songs describe the magnificent rivers and mountains in China.
Those songs guide the bright future of national liberation.
Listening to those songs is undoubtedly enjoying a gentle gospel.
Motherland, please accept our gifts.
We dedicate 60 clouds to you.
When the wind comes,
We let the cloud cast a solid "party style" wall.
When the drought rages in the season
We let the clouds sow an upright rain.
Motherland, please accept our gifts.