Lovely China.
My motherland,
Lovely China,
You made a glorious history,
You raised a great country.
I'm proud of your age,
Thousands of years of strong winds have not broken your tall and straight back. I am proud of your strength.
Resist internal troubles and foreign invasion, and go through the years.
I'm proud of your light,
The Chinese nation firmly grasps its own destiny,
I'm proud of your spirit,
Reform and opening up are magnificent.
Lovely motherland,
Wherever I go,
I hold your arm of strength,
No matter where I live,
You have warmed my heart.
Lovely motherland,
You are the helmsman of the new century,
You use speed,
You use your strength,
Create miracles that shock the world.
You work hard,
You use your wisdom,
Has carried on another more brilliant development!
Motherland,
Motherland,
You are always full of hope,
Motherland,
Motherland,
You are always full of vigor and vitality!
Motherland, my dear motherland.
Author: Shu Ting
I am an old waterwheel worn by your river,
Tired songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.
I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead,
When you grope in the tunnel of history.
I am a withered ear of rice;
This is a roadbed that has been in disrepair for a long time.
This is a barge on the beach.
Pull the rope deep into your shoulder,
? Motherland!
I'm poor,
I'm sorry,
I am your bitter hope for generations!
what's up Flying? Between the sleeves,
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years,
? homeland
I am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the mythical spider web,
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow,
I am your tearful smile.
I am the newly painted white starting line,
This is the crimson dawn,
Spray it!
? homeland
I'm one billionth of you,
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters,
You fed me with scarred breasts,
Thoughtful me,
Boil me,
Then take it out of my flesh,
Your abundance,
Your glory,
Your freedom!
? homeland
My dear motherland.
Poetry praising the party
Hold the dawn of happiness to people's hearts.
Is your strong character,
On the battlefield filled with smoke,
Write a magical chapter for us.
When the flood raged,
When the earthquake came,
You stand in front of people,
Give a helping hand and save lives.
You're standing in a river that burst its banks,
Casting dams with the body;
You're lying under the collapsed ruins,
Hold up a safe day;
In the operation of debris flow,
Jumping at the buried people in the footsteps of giants,
My heart was touched at that moment.
I'm proud of you,
I'm proud of you,
You will always be a star on the national flag, shining all the time.
You are the morning sun spraying blood,
Write music with life.
You never admit it easily,
But it tells the dazzling brilliance with broadness.
This is your iron will,
Powerful arms hold up the rainbow of the motherland,
Hold the dawn of happiness to people's hearts.
Is your strong character,
On the battlefield filled with smoke,
Write a magical chapter for us.
"Water tune song title? Return to Jinggangshan
Ling has been here for a long time and returned to Jinggangshan.
Looking for the old place thousands of miles away, the old look has changed.
Everywhere I go, there are songs and dances, and there are more gurgling water.
The road leads to clouds.
After Huang Yangjie, you don't need to think about danger.
The storm is moving, the flag is stirring, it's people.
Thirty-eight years later, with a flick of a finger.
You can stay on the moon for nine days, but you can catch turtles in five oceans.
Nothing is difficult to the man who will try.
"Recall Qin E? Loushanguan
The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon.
First frost morning, horseshoe broken, horn swallowed.
Xiongguan road is as iron as iron, and now it is still one step away from the beginning.
From the beginning, Cangshan was like the sea and the sunset was like blood.
"The seven laws? Long March
The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle.
Wuling Mountain is choppy, and Wumeng is walking in the mud ball.
Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold with the cross rail.
I'm glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile.