If we say that two years ago, Wenchuan left a scar on children in China,
Just recovered from the Bashu Spring Festival,
Death's talons cut my mother's cheek again,
Yushu was instantly in ruins.
At that moment, I heard the majestic plateau crying.
Your crying shocked the whole of China,
More than 1000 aftershocks followed.
My Tibetan grandmother and my young children, how can you bear it!
My handsome Kangba people, how do you stand in the tremor of the earth!
At this moment, the distant Yushu is our burning heart, and the feeling of pain descends to an altitude of 3 thousand miles, suffocating everyone's breath this spring;
Your injury is our pain, and our pain is your tears.
How difficult it is for me to prosper my country and my vast land of China.
It has always been a whole of life and flesh.
Together, we are with Yushu, and the party and the people are together.
Ah, in the past week, 6,543.8+0.3 billion pairs of loving arms,
How to reach out to the bloody plateau together, save lives and convey hope,
How to put Yushu's black and blue children into the warm embrace of the big family of the motherland?
From the trip to China after the General Secretary interrupted his foreign affairs visit,
I see Yushu has no time and space,
From the face of the first Sichuan team member who arrived in Yushu,
I understand that love is boundless and has a new meaning.
Yushu will not fall, Yushu will stand forever,
I once heard you ring the bell of Princess Wencheng's entry into Tibet at the source of Heyuan civilization, awakening the desert Gobi.
I once hugged you in King Gelsall's immortal epic. The bell of the Millennium Temple in Jiegu Town is striking the historical legend.
Your beautiful life is like a Gesang flower blooming on the plateau, which is closely related to the land in spring.
Together, we are with Yushu, and the army and the people are shoulder to shoulder. At this moment, compatriots who are suffering in tents!
Please believe that,
You are mom's favorite horse,
You are an eagle flying in the motherland,
With us here, you will have your new green home and beautiful new house.
Looking back at the flood fighting in 1998 and the fight against SARS in 2003, as well as the snowstorm and the 5 12 earthquake in 2008, we can see that which disaster relief was not the cohesion of China's great love across Qian Shan.
In which era, the disaster is not the earth legend of 56 nationalities building new homes?
Today, in front of your world's largest Nima pile,
We swear to use the power of the whole country to make your tomorrow better.
We want the broken-winged eagle to spread good luck again on the way across the cold zone.
We will let the injured steed gallop in the rainbow sky full of blessings on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
Together, we are with Yushu; Brothers and sisters of all ethnic groups are together.
At this moment, we should tell the future loudly.
All we lose from any disaster is tears.
Even if the pain takes away all the tears,
You can only get one ending,
That is the plateau of life, again and again,
In the hands of unyielding Chinese sons and daughters,
Together, we are with Yushu, and victory is with the motherland!