I am a bird.
Fly in your vast sky
Sometimes you are cloudy, sometimes it rains.
The sunshine will never disappear.
I am a small fish.
Blue waves that travel through your sky
Sometimes you are calm, sometimes you fall down.
Finally give it back to me.
homeland ...
What a touching sentence this is.
Smile kindly like a mother.
Like a lover's complaint.
You are my lush shade in spring.
You are my golden harvest in autumn.
You are my cool summer breeze.
You are my warm bonfire in winter.
homeland ...
Thinking of you.
My heartstrings can't help trembling.
Songs flow on the strings
Sneak into the gurgling river
Thinking of you.
I can't feel calm.
Thoughts feather into light clouds.
Fly high into the sky and float to the earth.
Overlooking the vast mountains and rivers
homeland ...
You are my childhood dream.
Under the wandering oil lamp
The mysterious and confusing story of the old grandmother
It's on the dock where you're going.
Father's tearful exhortation
You are the soil of your hometown.
So rich and simple.
You are a forest of steles carved by ancestors.
Condense wisdom and blood and tears.
You are the plank road of the Three Gorges cliff.
Break and dig again
You are the dam by the Yellow River.
Rebuild after collapse
You are a sailboat.
Throughout history, young people have never fallen.
Through thousands of beaches and valleys
homeland ...
You're not just a picture.
A map shaped like a rooster
It is not a combination of several slogans.
You are history, you are reality.
You've been handed down from generation to generation.
Hope and sustenance
Among the unearthed bronzes and pottery
Have your mottled and rich memory
In the towering buildings.
Have your high-spirited style.
Your sigh is so deep and long
Your call is so irresistible
homeland ...
I mourn for you.
I used to be proud of you.
I suffer for you.
I was happy for you.
You are a seed.
Germinate in your heart and smoke leaves.
Grow into a leafy tree
You will never wither, you will never fall.
Because of your roots
Has been deeply rooted in my soul.
Into my blood, into my bones.
homeland ...
When you are sad and confused
I call you again and again.
You are the trend of cleaning up pollution.
Put the surging passion
Fill my heart
You teach me love and truth.
Even in the face of the noose
And you can't put your sincere conscience
surrender
Live for a day
I will love you wholeheartedly for one day.
Until I turn into flying dust