I love July, when birds sing and rhyme;
I love a cool breeze from Xu, and I love the quiet July.
I love the lotus leaves and fragrant lotus flowers in July.
July is a fragrant day,
July is a day full of happiness.
July is the day when you were born.
Your first cry came from a cruise ship in Nanhu, Jiaxing, Zhejiang.
Trembling the body of China, which has been sleeping for thousands of years;
Your first shot on the street in Nanchang, Jiangxi,
Trembling the insides of the Kuomintang reactionaries;
The fire you were guarding in Jinggangshan revolutionary base area,
Ignite the revolutionary fire enough to start a prairie fire;
You've been trying to create a world,
It shows your magnificent mind and great strength.
From scratch, from scratch,
In an extremely difficult environment,
Under the threat of death,
You, relying on revolutionary beliefs,
With extraordinary perseverance,
Out of the mud and not stained, but also out of the corner.
Your victory is a gorgeous flag,
Polished the eyes of Chinese descendants to revitalize China.
Your victory is a Jinjiao,
It sounded the triumph of the rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.
Because of you, the almost solidified blood of the Chinese nation has the power to surge;
Because of you, there is hope for prosperity in the eyes of Chinese children who are almost desperate;
Because of you, the glory of China can bloom for the people of China;
Because of you, the vast Yellow River and Yangtze River can flow for the descendants of the Chinese people.