If I were a bird, if I were a bird, if I were a bird,
I can't fly in the air,
I will walk in the hills and valleys,
Recall the vows of eternal love.
If I were a bird,
I won't stay on the cable,
I'll spend the night on the branch,
Waiting to sing the next morning.
Their own clear ballads.
If I were a bird,
I won't be infatuated with that variety.
A magnificent new nest,
I'll give up my old house,
Reminds people of dribs and drabs.
If I were a bird,
I won't indulge in the noise of the city,
I will return to the fog
Surrounded by dense forests,
Gently comb my dust-free feathers.
If I were a bird, I would fly all over the world alone.
Sing or cry
For the truth, for this simple land
If I were a bird.
I want to walk with the clouds.
Pick every beautiful place in the four seasons.
Entrust to the breeze
Give it to the willow branch where I once lived.
I kissed the lake.
If I were a bird.
I want to fly as high as the sky
Tell naughty raindrops
Gently don't wet the warm nest on the tree.
If I were a bird.
Never mind how young you are.
Because I have my own pride.
In other words, in my lifetime,
Every copy, every second.
Always flying in the arms of the sky
I love this land.
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the tender dawn from the forest.
And then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply.
If I were a bird, if I were a bird, if I were a bird,
Will spread their powerful wings,
Fly to the glory of 5000 years.
Starting with the Five Emperors Huang San,
To Confucius, Mencius and Zhuangzi;
From Qin brick to Han tile,
To Zheng He and Bao Fang;
From Lanting Jishi,
Go to Danqing Gallery;
Flying in from Dunhuang,
To Yungang, Shanxi;
From Li Bai and Du Fu,
Put it on Su Xinhao.
We should appreciate the treasures of China one by one.
If I were a bird,
Will spread their powerful wings,
Fly to all directions of the motherland.
From the sea in the northeast,
To the desolate Gobi desert;
From the vast Nansha,
Go to Wuyue Sangang;
From the plain like Dai,
Go to the backbone of the world;
Solitary smoke in the desert,
To Jiangnan water town;
From the ancient Yellow River,
For the Yangtze mother.
We should visit China's hometown again and again.
If I were a bird,
Will spread their powerful wings,
Fly to the glory of China.
The explosion of a nuclear bomb,
Arrive? Shenzhou? Soaring;
Harvest from farmland,
To industrial growth;
From cell phones and computers,
Digital camera;
From the high-rise buildings in the city,
Go to the farmhouse;
From poverty in the past,
Well-off society so far.
It is necessary to spread the great changes in China.