Article 1: the lovely motherland walks through the country road.
I smell the fragrance of grass and flowers in the sweet fields.
Towards the jungle of urban high-rise buildings
I saw the noise of traffic and a beautiful smile.
Go through the spring and autumn seasons
The wheel of time has brought great changes to the motherland.
And the prosperity of singing and dancing.
I keep walking.
I've been looking.
Travel all over the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland
Look at the totem of the Great Wall Dragon
The magnificence of the people in the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers.
Famous mountains and great rivers have left the admiration of friends all over the world.
The country I love
Sing very well
We will always support your dream.
Put on soaring wings
Chapter II: Motherland, my dear motherland, my dear motherland.
Five thousand years' journey
Time flies, after countless spring and autumn.
Wake up in the primitive community and witness the timetable of men plowing and women weaving.
Wake up to the drums and enjoy the life of Kingoma Railway.
Wake up in a foreign xx cannon and be humiliated by foreign powers and animals.
Across the Yangtze River and Yellow River washed by history, across Mount Tai carved in the century.
Thorns all the way, bumps all the way
Injury and hatred, along with ancient legends.
Blood and tears represent a waste of time.
Motherland, my dear motherland.
After 5,000 years of vicissitudes, you write magic with your own body.
The dim sword shadow blows away the dust of history.
Every vicissitudes of life are wrinkles carved on the forehead by years.
An incurable scar seared on the heart.
Condense the aspirations of Chinese sons and daughters in pursuit of hope.
Shuttle through the Great Wall of Wan Li built with blood and tears, and remember the glory of Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses in Ying Zheng.
Running all the way, all the fun.
Injury and hatred have proved the ancient civilization.
Blood and tears write the footprints of progress.
Motherland, my dear motherland.
Five thousand years of wind and rain, you prove it with your own body.
Break free from the shackles of history and sow civilization and peace together.
A country that has suffered a lot.
Draw the blueprint of rooster in the world map.
The five-star red flag is redder than my heart.
With the dawn, Ran Ran rises.
Motherland, you finally have your own title-China.
A nation that has experienced vicissitudes is the patron saint of hope and peace.
Raise a glass to bless my dear motherland.
In those stormy years
Severe acute respiratory syndrome, floods and snowstorms followed.
Two major earthquakes separated by 32 years.
No matter how big the disaster is, arrival
The motherland has always held its head high.
At the foot of this disaster, there will always be a land of loyal love.
Motherland, you are in my heart.
I have the courage:
Fight white waves and anger at the mouth of the lake, climb the peak of knowledge.
You are the darling of the Chinese people.
That lighted lamp
Light the road and walk with us.
Article 3: I have a strong motherland, which is a familiar face.
This is the kindest smiling face I have ever seen since I lost my loved one.
Tears glistened in its eyes,
Words are full of power.
At that moment,
I think I have a strong motherland.
It was a strange face,
Is the bravest person I have ever seen buried under the rubble,
It pried open the ruins,
Removed the boulder.
At that moment,
I think I have a strong motherland.
That's a beautiful face,
This is the face of an angel I saw in my hospital bed.
It bandaged my wound,
Attention drove away my fears.
At that moment,
I think I have a strong motherland.
That's a kind face,
It is the calmest face I have ever seen before I ran out of the classroom.
This is for its own students,
Achieved their own eternity.
At that moment,
I think I have a strong motherland.
That's a young face,
This is the most anxious face I have ever seen in a long line.
It's for the wounded in the disaster area,
Gave his blood.
At that moment,
I think I have a strong motherland.
This is a busy face,
Is the most tired face I have ever seen on the front line of disaster relief,
His eyes are bloodshot,
Too late to take care of my family.
At that moment,
I think I have a strong motherland.
That's the cutest face in the world,
That's the faces of men and women I've never seen since the earthquake in my hometown.
Far overseas,
Warm eyes fell on me.
At that moment,
I think I have a strong motherland.
The earth moves, the sky does not collapse,
Great love comes from great disasters.
At that moment,
I think I have a strong motherland.
Chapter Four: young chinese takes boundless night as ink.
Use the scarred land as paper.
After the opium war
who is it?
Write down two words-China.
It makes people feel depressed and tired.
It is more painful to read and more sad to read.
This has shrunk in the history books of the late Qing Dynasty.
Thin porcelain.
The one kneeling in the treaty of nanking.
Weak China.
On that day, countless young people
Take to the streets.
Face the drop of blood
Facing the bleak life
Their shouts were like thunder.
Stir this sleeping land
They are like bundles of flames.
Spread on a tortuous road
Beautiful flowers bloom in May.
Since then, they have joined the ranks of * * * producers.
They chose without hesitation.
Smash the darkness with a hammer
Harvest the light with a sickle
They walked along the street.
They crossed the Xiongguan Pass.
They galloped on the battlefield.
They fought bravely against the enemy.
They are going to use the gun rod as a pen.
Write a brand-new China.
They should take blood as their color.
Describe a young China.
Many years later.
When my eyes crossed the peak of history
I can still feel their breathing.
I saw it again.
I saw it again.
Youth groups
That sweaty face
I heard it again.
Their loud songs.
Reverberating on the barren land
They use their youth without regrets.
In the long years
Write a love poem
Yes, years are long and life is long.
This is a passionate poem.
This is a landscape full of flowers.
This is a magnificent symphony.
This is the monument of Top Gun.
Oh, China, I want to write a poem for you.
In the golden language of the sun
The vast blue of the heart sea
Oh, China, I want to draw a picture for you.
With the color of spring flowers
Under the five-star red flag
Today, the capital China.
It makes people read clearly and smoothly.
Today, a soaring China.
It makes people read more vividly and proudly.
This is breaking out in the east of the world.
China of Hope
This is under the leadership of the China * * * production party.
Brilliant China
This is ours.
Young chinese!