Author: Zhou Yuxin
When the majestic Great Wall stands in the world,
When the majestic Tiananmen Square is covered with the colors of the motherland,
The soldiers stood upright in their posts,
Defend the motherland,
When the national anthem sounded,
An avalanche of sound,
It is the echo of the changes in China.
The whole world heard it,
When the first five-star red flag Ran Ran was raised,
Flag of victory,
Flying in the wind of the sky,
People looked up,
The whole world saw it,
When China built tall buildings,
This achievement has condensed the sweat of many people.
Indulge in the sunshine in October.
This is China,
We stand up!
2. Motherland
Author: calendar dust
Jiuqu Yellow River,
The winding Yangtze River,
Five thousand years of history,
-The pearls are in the east.
I can't remember ancient times,
Myth stories spread,
Descendants of Emperor Yanhuang,
Write down the glory of the yellow skin ......
Remember the ideal,
Casting the hope of dragon people,
Generation after generation,
Just to straighten China's spine.
Civilization and wildness,
Deduct the confrontation between justice and evil.
Memories of blood and tears,
Nurture new hope,
Seven continents and four oceans,
At sunrise, the majestic China stands tall,
Summer light brightens the world. ......
3. Song of Zuguo
Author: Zhang Yurong
With the spring breeze of reform and opening-up, China leaped into the Oriental Dragon.
Chinese sons and daughters are full of lofty sentiments, and dare to teach China to transform himself.
Qiong Yu shrugged the clouds and the stars shone.
Aircraft and high-speed rail show their magical powers, and cross-sea bridges are like rainbows.
The aircraft carrier Liaoning carried heroes, and Chang 'e flew a boat to travel in space.
Green mountains and green waters are lush, blue sky and white clouds are red.
The country, the country, the people, the peace and the courtesy, the food and clothing, and the happiness.
Unite and prosper the city, I am full of Chinese dreams.
4. 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 the withered ear of rice, the disrepair roadbed;
This is a barge on the beach.
Put the rope deep,
Stuff it on your shoulder,
-the motherland!
I'm poor,
I am sad.
I am your ancestor,
Painful hope,
This is the "flying" cuff,
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years,
-the motherland!
I am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the spider web of myth;
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow;
I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging;
I am the newly painted white starting line;
This is the crimson dawn,
It is sprayed;
-the motherland!
I'm one billionth of you,
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;
With your scarred breasts,
Feeding,
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;
So from my flesh and blood,
Get your wealth, your glory and your freedom;
-the motherland,
My dear motherland!
5. Qinyuan Spring Snow
Author: Mao Zedong
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.
Behold! Within and without the Great Wall, the boundless land is clad in white. And up and down the Yellow River, all the endless waves are lost to sight.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!
This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.
Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang, Han Wudi, literary talent is slightly inferior; Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu, slightly less civil servants.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
The scenery in the north is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snowflakes in Wan Li are floating.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only boundless whiteness left. The whole Yellow River immediately lost its rolling water potential.
The mountains are dancing like silver snakes, and the hills on the plateau are running like many white elephants. They all want to try to compete with a higher god than themselves.
On a sunny day, it's especially nice to see the red sun and white snow complement each other.
Jiangshan is so charming that countless heroes fall in love.
Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang and Han Wudi were slightly inferior to Wen Zhi. Emperor Taizong and Song Taizu were not so talented in literature.
Genghis Khan, the hero who dominated my life, only knew how to shoot an eagle with a bow.
These characters are all in the past, and they can be called heroes who can make contributions, depending on today's people.