You have a long history and a vast territory.
You have a surging Yellow River and a vast East China Sea.
There's Kuafu chasing the sun, the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon.
There are many bosom friends in The Book of Songs, but Li Sao is not lonely.
Tears and pain in eyes, blood and fire in dreams.
How many things did Hanwu in Qin Huang do?
Singing wind songs from generation to generation.
Ah, motherland, your brave child.
Keep looking up and down.
Your sky is blue and the stars are shining.
Your river is surging, and Kunlun is towering.
Dunhuang is magical and the Great Wall is magnificent.
The Great Rise of Shenzhen and the Western Development
There is love in the heart and truth, goodness and beauty in the dream.
How many things change with each passing day
Singing romantic songs from generation to generation
Ah, motherland, your excellent child.
Full of blood and vitality.
The word motherland
The word motherland is more majestic than the Yellow River.
More brilliant than the Milky Way, more magnificent than Mount Everest.
The word motherland has been soaked with blood and tears.
Suffer from suffering and poverty
The word motherland is a burning torch.
Defended, passed down and praised by dragons.
When the sea rises and the moon rises, the word motherland
Moonlight seeps into our hearts and dreams.
The word motherland is broader than breadth.
More sacred than sacred, the word motherland.
This is an ocean that contains hundreds of rivers and is full of meteorology.
The word motherland is a rooster-shaped starry sky.
Let's cheer, worship and look up.
The word motherland is more real than soil.
Sweeter than milk, the word motherland
When the bell rings, it is a heavy ear of rice and a shiny gear.
Illuminate the name of the new century, the word motherland
Let us be proud and excited.