Polished by heavy rain;
This song,
The more polished, the brighter;
The more grinding, the more flashing;
This song,
Singing for half a century,
The more singing, the more lively;
This song,
Rooted in the hearts of generations,
Prosperity in the hearts of generations ...
This song
Live in our hearts;
It's integrated into our lives,
Into our blood;
With it,
Life will be full of color;
With it,
Life will be full of prosperity. ...
This song,
The connotation is extremely rich;
Worth chewing for a lifetime;
This song,
Tell us the truth-
There is no producer,
There will be no new China;
Nothing for us;
It was the party that overthrew the three mountains.
The people only tasted the joy of turning over,
It is the party that leads the reform and opening up.
Only when you are rich can you enter people's lives;
It is the party that advocates the development of the western region.
Gobi rises as a new city block;
Singing this song,
We heard the call of the motherland again;
Singing this song,
The party's entrustment rang again;
We will receive the red flag of revolution,
We will provoke the great cause of our parents;
We will create the future world,
Birds and flowers;
We will spend these days,
Cook into sweet and delicious music ...
There is a song,
Light up our years;
Fragrant our life;
There is a song,
Raise the ideal sail;
Fill the gaps in the journey;
There is a song,
The more you sing, the brighter your eyes;
The more you sing, the wider your mind becomes;
This is the torch of progress.
When you are thirsty, it is a clear wave;
When it's dull, it thunders.
It is the constellation when it is lost;
It is a bright moon in my heart,
It is a green leaf of the tree of life;
The name of this song is-
hometown