Motherland, song for you in the name of youth
Who is cultivating his indomitable name in the fertile yellow land
Who is flying all the sufferings lightly across the motherland in her mother's smile
Oh, when I sing proudly for you in the name of youth
How can I restrain
the excitement? Mom
Actually, I don't like crying
When the bright five-star red flag
flies high in the east of the world
I deeply know
how to take the road of self-improvement as a Chinese child
I know what the so-called dignity means
Because my kind mother
had a hard time
I know what all the struggles are for. P > it's not that I love to cry. Mom
Tears in her eyes are actually a kind of talk.
When the majestic national anthem resounds through the sky, the dragon's blood is boiling in my body.
That's the only reason why I stand upright.
I can't forget your suffering.
My sad mother
irrigates the ravaged homeland with blood and tears.
I can't forget your suffering.
I am strong. Eventually, it will burn
a thunder will break the long-silent sky
your hero's children
hold out their fiery youth with both hands
plant the May 4th banner in the fertile soil of the motherland
your hero's children
cry out for scientific democracy in the dark
The Chinese nation has bathed in a magnificent spiritual sunrise
I look up at the sky over and over again
I < The main road is
filled with the pride of bloody sons and daughters
Young Liu Hulan
holds his head high under the bloody bayonet of the enemy
In fancy years
The name of youth is full of smiles
My dear brother
faces the raging flood
recasts the Great Wall of Wan Li with youthful arms
. Is youth!
Let passion burn in life
Burn the flame of hope!
young people! Is the youth!
Let the blood boil in the body
Make an unswerving vow!
motherland! Is the motherland!
This word, which weighs more than 1, kilos
, lets go forward with a rising sun
!
Today, we can finally
sing loudly
sing the roaring Yellow River and Yangtze River
The blood of 5,-year-old Chinese civilization
flows in our young veins
Today, we can finally
sing loudly
sing the soul of the Wan Li Great Wall
9.6 million Chinese land
. We can finally
sing loudly
under the bright red flag
with the merits and medals of blood and sweat
Today, we can finally
sing loudly
sing the vision and dreams as full as the black land on the vast Yuan Ye
We praise youth
We sing the motherland
We extend our young arms to the sky <