If faith had a color
If faith had a color,
it must be Chinese red.
When the sun rises from the great eastern country,
after all, there will be a bloodline steaming!
If faith gives birth to another dream,
it must be the Chinese dream.
When the moon rises to the land of China,
it will always be there We meet again after thousands of rivers and mountains.
If ideals had a color,
it would be fireworks red.
When all the light is yours,
all the stars will shine in the night sky.
If an ideal is reborn in the fire,
it must be the Chinese dragon.
When the earth has experienced war,
it will always be there. After the vicissitudes of life,
life after life and love.
If faith had a color,
it would be blood red.
When life shines in the flag,
Whose youth would not yearn for Kunpeng.
If faith spreads its wings again,
it must be the Chinese phoenix.
When the truth rings for nine days,
there will always be The long journey,
relies on the long wind of revival in the world.