Ai Qing's I Love This Land
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...
And then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...
I love my motherland. I love my motherland
Love the Yangtze River in China
A swift river
It embodies the wisdom of the working people.
I love my country.
I love the Great Wall in China.
Rolling dragon
On the land of China.
I love my country.
Love every inch of China.
The history of oppression is long gone.
Ushered in a brand-new China.
Ah, I love my motherland!
Motherland, my dear motherland, I will light 63 red candles for you.
Who raised the bright five-star red flag for us?
Who laid a beautiful land of peace for us;
Who is it, holding high-spirited noble heads for us;
who is it? This is the manifesto of our socialism.
It's you, my motherland, my dear motherland!
Fifty-six constellations, fifty-six flowers, fifty-six nationalities, brothers and sisters, one family,
Fifty-six languages converge into one sentence: "Love my China!"
Motherland, my dear motherland!
Your sons and daughters firmly believe that the motherland's tomorrow will be better, the world's tomorrow will be better and mankind's tomorrow will be better!
These are the poems I arranged for you, which are suitable for girls to recite. I hope you like them.