Now list 7 songs:
1. "Mom Teach Me a Song"
Author: Shen Xiaocen
Mom Teach Me a Song A song
Without the Communist Party, there would be no new China
This song flew out of my mother’s heart
This song accompanied her throughout the mountains and rivers of the motherland
I sing songs taught by my mother
Without the Communist Party, there would be no new China
This song flies out of my heart
2. "I Love Tiananmen, Beijing"
Words: Jin Guolin
I love Tiananmen, Beijing, the sun rises on Tiananmen;
Great leader Chairman Mao, guide us forward;
I love Tiananmen in Beijing, the sun rises on Tiananmen;
The great leader Chairman Mao, guide us forward.
3. "Small Dimples"
Author: Wang Junchang?
Small dimples, small dimples, one on the left and one on the right. ?
What’s in the dimple? ?
There are clouds, green waves, and spring and flowers. ?
Dimples, dimples, how beautiful, so happy. ?
I bite my ears and tell you: "Children, my heart is in my heart.
Hiding my dear party, hiding my mother and motherland."
4 , "Our Heart Belongs to the Communist Party"
Author: Zhang Boyin
In the first month of the year, it was a beautiful spring day, and my parents were in a hurry to go to work. ?
Going to Beijing and going to Suzhou and Hangzhou, my grandma and I stayed in our hometown. ?
In the new semester, admission to the school is free of charge. ?
The students were given desks and stools and made up for accommodation. The students were happy and motivated to study. ?
Build schools, build new houses, and turn empty land into playgrounds. ?
The grass is green, the flowers are fragrant, and the spring breeze brings warmth and joy. ?
Have good grades, receive certificates, and grow up without forgetting the Communist Party. ?
I miss my mom, I miss my dad. Grandma taught me to sing a children's song: ?
"I am a sunflower, and the Party is a red sun." ?
The bright sunshine shines Flowers, our hearts are dedicated to the Communist Party."
5. "I Love This Land"
Author: Ai Qing
If I were a bird. ,
I should also sing with my hoarse throat:
This land battered by storms,
This river that is always raging with our sorrow and indignation,
The angry wind that blows endlessly,
And the extremely gentle dawn coming from the forest... - and then I died,
< p>Even the feathers rot in the earth.Why do I always have tears in my eyes?
Because I love this land deeply...
6. "Nostalgia"
Author: Yu Guangzhong
When I was a child/Nostalgia was like a small stamp/I was here/My mother was over there
When I grew up/Nostalgia was like a narrow stamp ticket/I am here/the bride is over there
Later/nostalgia is a short grave/I am outside/mother is inside
And now/nostalgia is A shallow strait/I am at this end/The mainland is at that end
I love the poems of my motherland, shorter ones
7. "I am proud, I am Chinese!" 》
Author: Anonymous
Among countless blue eyes and brown eyes,
I have a pair of jewel-like black eyes.
I am proud, I am Chinese!
Among countless white skins and black skins,
I have earth-yellow skin.
I am proud, I am Chinese!
I am Chinese——
The Loess Plateau is my raised chest,
The water of the Yellow River is my boiling blood;
The Great Wall is my raised arm,
Mount Tai is the heel I stand on.
I am Chinese
My ancestors were the first to walk out of the forest,
My ancestors were the first to start farming.
I am a descendant of the compass and printing.
I am a descendant of pi and the seismograph.
Among my nation,
there are not only those who are immortal in history
Confucius, Sima Qian, Li Zicheng, Sun Yat-sen,
There are also those who are immortal in the history of literature
Hua Mulan, Lin Daiyu, Sun Wukong, and Lu Zhishen.
I am proud to be Chinese!
I am Chinese
My voice as rough as the Yellow River,
not only resounds in the United Nations building,
speaks loudly The discussion about China also resounded in the Olympic arena,
loudly shouting "China scores".
When applause sends the Chinese flag into the blue sky,
I hope I am Chinese!
I am Chinese
My huge arms like the Great Wall,
not only drill the drill pipe of the oil production machine
Prophecy There is no oil left in the center of the earth,
It also sends communication satellites to the white clouds that our ancestors have never seen in their dreams.
When the five oceans listen to the voice of the East,
I am proud, I am Chinese.
I am Chinese
I am the descendant of the Mogao Grottoes murals.
Let the flying murals live with us.
I am Feitian,
Feitian is us.
I am proud, I am Chinese!