I am proud, I come from China.
Wang Huairang
Among countless blue eyes and brown eyes,
I have a pair of black eyes like jewels.
I am proud, I come from China!
Among countless white skin and black skin,
My skin is as yellow as the earth,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China-
The Loess Plateau is my chest,
The flowing water of the Yellow River is my boiling blood;
The Great Wall is my raised arm,
Mount Tai is my heel.
I'm from China.
My ancestors walked out of the forest for the first time.
My ancestors started farming first.
I am a descendant of the compass and printing.
I am a descendant of pi and seismograph.
In my country,
There are not only immortals in history.
Keywords Confucius, Sima Qian, Li Zicheng, Sun Yat-sen,
And immortality in the history of literature
Hua Mulan, Lin Daiyu, the Monkey King, Lu.
I am proud that I am from China!
I'm from China.
My voice is as rough as the Yellow River,
Not only in the United Nations building,
Speak out China's comments,
Also at the Olympic Games,
Shouting "China scores".
When applause sent the flag of China to the blue sky,
I wish I were from China!
I'm from China.
My huge arms are like the Great Wall,
Not only the drill pipe of the diamond oil production machine
Predict that the center of the earth can't hit oil,
Send communication satellites to our ancestors.
White clouds that I have never seen in my dream.
When the five oceans listen to the voice of the East,
I am proud, I come from China.
I'm from China.
I am a descendant of the murals in Mogao Grottoes.
Let the flying murals be with us.
I'm Tian Fei,
Flying is us.
I am proud, I come from China!
Ode to the motherland
In the stormy waves of Hukou of the Yellow River
I heard lasting passion.
On Mount Everest, Xue Hai.
What I stare at is a kind of true purity that has not changed for thousands of years.
At the top of the Oriental Pearl Tower
I feel supercilious.
In the tunnel of terracotta warriors and horses
I feel a kind of boldness and depth.
In a fire rising in a foreign country
I feel a blessing and sincerity. ...
Oh, motherland, what are you?
You are the land under your feet.
There used to be beautiful scenery and traffic here.
Used to be a giant in the Qin and Han Dynasties.
This used to be the ruins of the watchtower looted by Eight-Nation Alliance.
It used to be a place to eat chaff and swallow vegetables thousands of miles away.
However, you are a hot spot of perseverance and self-improvement.
Now, you are the carrier of the times with strong spring breeze and progress. ...
Oh, the motherland
You are more than 9.6 million square kilometers of mountains and rivers.
On a white hair pulled out of the night
Reflect your vicissitudes and love.
From Wen Yiduo's stagnant water and green waves
I saw the suffering and greatness of the country.
On the podium of the United Nations
I heard the voice of our representative.
On 9.6 million square kilometers of land
I heard the attachment and longing of 65.438+300 million descendants. ...
You use a bright red five-star red flag
Register with the world
Where are the descendants of China people?
There is a soul deeply branded with five-star steel seal.
There is the heart of the Great Wall.
You use a huge hammer sickle
Announce to the world
Smash an old porcelain with a hammer.
You can also harvest a new China with a sickle.
Stand tall among the nations of the world
You speak Chinese in three loud and strong dialects.
Announce China's progress to the world.
-The people of China have stood up since then.
-development is the last word.
-China * * * Producers Party uses the idea of "Theory of Three Represents"
Shape oneself
Enter a new era and a new century.
You are pursuing the same in the rapid change.
You pursue ever-changing in the constant.
Chinese sons and daughters who have traveled through history
With the spirit of rising from the ground.
With your enthusiasm and persistence
Write a magnificent present and future for you.
Motherland, everything can change.
Only children's love for you will not change.
Only children will make you rich and powerful.
It took 100,000 years to have the momentum of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River.
Still surging like that
It's too lofty, too smooth.
I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.
Old songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.
I am a miner's lamp with your forehead blackened.
When you grope in the tunnel of history.
I am a withered ear of rice; This is a roadbed that is in disrepair.
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Pull it into your shoulder
-the motherland!
I am very poor.
I am sad
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope.
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years
-Motherland
I am your brand-new ideal.
Just broke free from the mythical spider web.
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow.
I am your tearful smile.
I am the newly painted white starting line.
This is crimson dawn.
Spraying
-Motherland
I am one billionth of you.
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters.
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me.
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom.
-Motherland
My dear motherland!