The waves of Honghu Lake beat the waves, my motherland, the lullaby of Nanniwan, the dragon boat tunes, picking pomegranates, strolling around the new city, the moon on the 15th, sending the Red Army Chairman Mao a bright light, the three major disciplines and eight points of attention, returning to Yan'an, socialism, good, my motherland, singing The motherland learns from Lei Feng. The sun shines brightly in the sky. The waves of the lake hit the waves. We meet in Obo. By the butterfly spring, I sing the song of Yan’an and play my beloved earthen pipa. The flowers of May are blooming. The sweet-scented osmanthus blooms for ten miles. The moon bends and shines. The red plum blossoms of Kyushu are blooming. Who doesn’t talk about my hometown? Good people say that Shanxi has beautiful scenery. Sing a folk song to the party. Why are the flowers so red? The east is red. Plum blossoms are red. Praise for going back to my parents' home. Ode to coral. Xinjiang is beautiful. Red flags. Hymns to the grassland. Returning from target practice in the prairie at night. Turning over. Love. Butterfly spring. The hero's hymn. Deep and meaningful. Singing over the Great Farewell Mountains. Happy festivals in the snowy mountains and meadows Great Beijing Our fields The red sun shines on the golden mountains of Beijing The song of Karama Yi on the frontier Horses, please walk slower How happy we are I look forward to Beijing with deep affection and march across the world on horseback with a gun. The people's army is loyal to the party. Let us swing the oars and be obedient. We must listen to the party. Socialism shines. Folk songs are like spring rivers crossing Chishui and surprising soldiers. I love the blue sky of the motherland. I offer oil for the motherland. We are walking on the great road. On the road, happiness will not fall from the sky. Many hands water the flowers of happiness. In that distant place, the revolutionaries are forever young. The beautiful grassland. My home, Shandandan, is blooming red and bright. I ride a horse across the grassland. Our leader Mao Zedong comes one after another. Daoshan Chinese People's Volunteer Army War Song The rising sun never sets on the grassland Listen to my mother tell you about the past China China The bright red sun never sets