1, the party, my mother,
Every minute of your life's journey,
Full of energy.
Your dusty sweat,
Soaked every inch of the motherland.
You walk through thorns,
From hope to new hope.
I love the flowers of my motherland in October.
She's smart,
Because she is in my heart.
There are 56 incense-
Ah, this fragrance is unforgettable in my heart for four seasons.
From the peach blossoms in the north in spring,
In the severe winter, the smell of rice and flowers in Hainan is fragrant.
From the mountain village of Fujian where litchi trees are full in summer,
In autumn, the grapes are ripe and the fruits in Turpan are full of fragrance. ...
Colorful flowers bloom every day,
Harvest is in sight,
Among these perfumes,
I saw the most beautiful sight-
Her snow white and green,
As beautiful as the clear sky at dawn,
Hope for the future ...
Wan Li has clear skies and magnificent mountains and rivers.
The red flag fluttered.
Look at Kyushu Fiona Fang and celebrate the world;
Rivers sing, fragrant everywhere.
Social stability and people's happiness,
A new chapter in reform and opening up.
Like the dragon of the world, New China stands tall in the East.
Today's glory depends on the direction of the party, government and national policies.
Looking back on the eventful years, life is ruined;
There are many difficulties for the people, but the night is endless.
Bullets, risking their lives,
In exchange for a new red sun.
Cherish and keep the red of rivers and mountains forever,
forever and always
The motherland is a history book that records five thousand years of wind and rain.
She has been traveling for a long time, ready to go.
The client is a delicate writer.
With an impassioned pen,
With the ink of democracy and science,
Huge, fluttering like the wind,
Write a new chapter in the motherland!
Party flag always reflects his heart.
Fight for life and move forward forever.
Break the waves, the red boat sails,
A bright light shines on the mountains and rivers.