Ai Qing's I Love This Land is selected from the North. If I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat.

If I were a bird, I would sing with my hoarse throat about the land hit by the storm, the river filled with our anger forever, the wind blowing fiercely forever, and the tenderest dawn from the forest ... Then I would die and my feathers would rot in the soil. Why are tears always in my eyes? That's because I love this land so much ...-This poem was written by the famous patriotic poet Ai Qingyu 17, 19381month.