I want to praise the flowers of my motherland.
I want to praise my flowery motherland!
Please blow my words into a bunch of flowers,
Yellow in gold, white in jade, green in spring, purple in autumn,
... and blow everything away,
The autumn wind blowing brilliantly permeates the high sky and spreads all over the earth! Blow, blow!
I want to praise the flowers of my motherland.
I want to praise my flowery motherland!
Please blow my words into a bunch of flowers,
Yellow in gold, white in jade, green in spring, purple in autumn,
... and blow everything away,
It was blown into the sky and spread all over the earth.
Autumn wind brings a faint fragrance;
The mark of clear water, listen to the ripples of the road;
The Yellow River gurgles, bearing the history of countless sufferings;
The river and sand are heavy, and how many vicissitudes of life memories have been accumulated? ...
Brilliant memories,
The remaining sunshine in October,
We wait for the dawn,
The long night is gone forever;
Flag of victory,
The first five-star red flag,
Declare a new China,
Stand in the east of the world from now on!
How could I forget,
1979 spring,
A great designer,
A gentle circle,
Slowly opened the door to rich countries,
Profound changes that began quietly;
I can't forget it,
The feat of one country, two systems,
Hong Kong and Macao have returned one after another,
After several generations of hard work,
Finally got what he wanted.
In our hearts,
1998 flood fighting spirit,
Has always inspired us;
No matter how hard it is,
Even if the earth is shaking, face it calmly.
The development requirements of advanced productive forces,
The orientation of advanced culture,
The fundamental interests of the overwhelming majority of the people,
Theory of Three Represents theory,
Rejuvenate the country, strengthen the country, revitalize science and technology,
Meaningful.
Honor and disgrace are in my heart,
Honor and progress, shame and courage.
The development of science,
Harmonious society, people-oriented.
One world,
The majestic national anthem is echoing;
The same dream,
Shenzhou VII was launched,
The universe has left the figure of China people.
Sixty years, the motherland is in my heart;
Sixty years, the motherland is brilliant today;
Sixty years, the motherland's tomorrow, a long way to go! ! !
I want to be a poem, a painting, a song,
Praise you forever:
My mother, People's Republic of China (PRC).
If I want to sing,
I can sing "I love my motherland".
If I draw a picture,
I can draw my motherland.
Praise the motherland,
Praise her for her beauty.
Because she treasures the Great Wall of Wan Li and the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Dynasty;
Traces of history.
Master, choose one for yourself.