I love my family's poems praising the motherland.

My ancient and young motherland,

I am a seedling in your vast land,

Swing in your warm and considerate arms,

I am a bird in your boundless sky,

Singing in your warm heart,

In my veins,

The surging waves of the Yellow River,

In my heart,

Blooming with civilized flowers,

The ideal in my heart,

Show it in the blue sky of the motherland.

The east of the world,

There is a magical and beautiful country,

The vast sea,

It's her broad mind,

Great wall,

Is her strong backbone,

Speaking of the Yellow River,

It's her rushing blood,

Qinghai-Tibet Plateau,

It's her stiff arm. ...

She-

It's my motherland.

Great People's Republic of China (PRC).

I love my pencil and notebook,

Even though the pencil is already very short,

There is only one book left.

This is earned by my parents' work.

Full of sweat and hope.

I love my family and my village,

Every family has its own warm bed,

This village is where our ancestors lived.

I love my family, we are one,

My family always listens to my advice.

I love my school and hometown,

School helps me learn and grow,

My hometown nurtured and trained me.

When I grow up, I will walk around,

Where can I come and go freely?

The only place is my motherland,

She is my biggest and most beautiful hometown.

The environment of the motherland can no longer be destroyed,

Love the motherland and listen to my opinion:

Only a democratic motherland is healthier!