Bring vitality and hope to the vast land,
In midsummer, it was them,
Shade the earth with lush shade from the scorching sun.
When the autumn wind is rustling and the trees are sparse,
Or they, spelling out the power of life,
Leave a bright color for the world.
Even if, away from the branches,
Even if you fall into the mud,
Spell out the bright red of the blood sample,
Last dedication to Mother Earth.
This dedication has no regrets,
Isn't it a portrayal of the working people who have struggled for survival for generations?
This dedication permeates Changhong,
Isn't it a symbol of the heroes who fought for the nation after wave?
I like maple leaves,
I admire maple leaves,
I want to praise the maple leaf to the boundless world,
I want to write an article dedicated to the maple leaf and the vast rivers and seas.
I also want to tell you the spirit of maple leaf.
Let it-
In the silent meditation of adults,
In children's childish nursery rhymes,
Condensed into a powerful heroic spirit,
Become an eternal belief.
Let it-
Into the blood of our country,
Cast the temperament of the descendants of the dragon!