Even if my heart follows it
The Yellow River rushes and meanders on the land of the northland.
My heart is searching for it excitedly.
The Yangtze River rushes on the hot land in the south of China and reaches the East China Sea.
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It is a golden flash on the coast where China people live.
On both sides of the river is a paradise for longing.
Suddenly look up, the motherland is good.
Bow your head and be happy, and your hometown is beautiful
At the foot is the holy land I am pursuing, and I suddenly look back.
Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.
The years flow quietly, along the road of time.
The motherland is thriving.
Looking back on the past, a romantic figure through the ages
Look at the present, be a hero.
I am happy to walk on the country road.
So what?
You will know the paradise of flowers and birds when you are in the Rhododendron.
Walk into the grass sea and feel the tranquility of the sea;
The rising sun climbed from the sacred mountain, and countless willow branches danced with the sea;
Deep homesickness, who are you drunk with?
Who wrote the rural folk songs?
Stand in the breeze and feel the fragrance of green trees and weeds.
Spring blossoms for an instant, and it is infinitely warm.
All the country roads extend in all directions.
Patches of green woods adorn their hometown.
Suddenly, I feel that the sword against heaven is piercing the sky.
Love the motherland, but also love my hometown.
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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
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Time flies, in the blink of an eye,
Our great motherland has gone through xx years in the wind and rain.
Looking back on the course of the motherland in xx years,
How many times have I fallen into the swamp,
How many times have we interrupted the dream of taking off,
However, we are United, with goals and firm beliefs.
Finally, our motherland stands among the nations of the world.