1, the flowers in May bloomed all over Yuan Ye, and the flowers covered up the blood of people with lofty ideals. In order to save this dying nation, they waged a tenacious struggle with Japan. Today's northeast has been dead for four years, and we are suffering every day! If you lose your freedom, you lose your job, and you have to endure the ruthless whip in humiliation!
The enemy's iron hoof crossed the Great Wall, and the land of the Central Plains was still singing and dancing. Forget this country, forget us! I can't help but be filled with anger, and we are looking forward to this roar; The roar started this unfortunate group, and the oppressed shook their fists together!
2. Party, you are sunshine, I am a singer, and I want to sing aloud. Singing golden sunshine and our great party, I am a painter, and I want to paint a colorful land, a great, glorious and correct party. Party, dear party, it was you who broke the waves in South Lake, and it was you who raised the sword and gun in Beijing and Hong Kong. It was you who lit up Yan 'an and raised the morning sun in Beijing.
Ah, it's you who ushered in the liberation of the Chinese nation with the salute at Tiananmen Gate. Party, dear party, you bring light and hope. It is you who drive away evil, and it is you who drive away sadness. The journey of the four modernizations is your beacon. Revitalize China, you blew the horn. The sun is shining and your truth is shining. The land is magnificent, and your flag is flying.
3. Blooming spring, lingering eyes of remnant winter, solar terms occupied by spring, feeling the story of a spring breeze melting the frozen season, the intersection of early spring, ready to move, the sunshine in spring, together with gentle smiles, goose yellow branches, flaunting their desires in the sun, trying to touch the wings of the sun, burying the greed of remnant winter in spring and ringing the wind chimes of years.
Looking forward to a colorful flower party, let the fields of hope, birds and flowers, stage a spring ballet. At this time, the spring has been awakened by the horn of endeavor, and the faces of men, women and children are filled with joy, rushing in the fields, smearing the sleepy earth with mud on their foreheads, smearing bright smiles, dancing with birds and jumping happily on the green branches.