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Anonymous users2024-02-11Qinyuan Spring Snow, ***, written by our Grandpa Mao.
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Anonymous users2024-02-10Shu Ting: Motherland, my dear motherland.
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Anonymous users2024-02-09The mountains and rivers of the motherland are beautiful, the earth is in spring, and hundreds of millions of people are happy.
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Anonymous users2024-02-08Today is your birthday – song.
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Anonymous users2024-02-07A large river with wide waves.
The wind blows the rice and flowers on both sides.
My family lives right on the shore.
I'm used to hearing the captain's horn.
I'm used to seeing the white sails on the ship.
The girl is like a flower.
How broad-minded the young man is.
In order to break new ground.
Awakens the sleeping mountains.
Let the river change its appearance.
This is the beautiful motherland.
It's where I grew up.
In this vast land.
There are bright scenery everywhere.
Good mountains, good water, good place.
All roads are wide.
Friends came and had good wine.
If the jackal comes.
It was greeted with a shotgun.
This is the homeland of heroes.
It's where I grew up.
In this ancient land.
There is the power of youth everywhere.
Good mountains, good water, good place.
All roads are wide.
Friends came and had good wine.
If the jackal comes.
It was greeted with a shotgun.
This is the Motherland of the Strong.
It's where I grew up.
In this warm land.
There was a bright sun everywhere.
Song: Motherland, Loving Mother.
who does not love their mothers.
With that hot pure heart.
who does not love their mothers.
With that hot pure heart.
Dear Motherland.
Kind mother.
The Yangtze River and the Yellow River are jubilant.
Jubilant with affection.
Our deep affection for you.
who does not love their mothers.
With that glittering wonderful youth.
who does not love their mothers.
With that glittering wonderful youth.
Dear Motherland.
Kind mother.
The blue sky and the sea are full.
Stored with loyalty.
Our loyalty to you.
Lala la poetry.
My motherland, the motherland I love so much.
You are the rooster that roars high--- awakens the silence of dawn, you are the dragon soaring into the sky--- the storm of the times, you are the majestic lion --- dancing the majestic wind of China, you are the origin of human wisdom --- ignite the spark of civilization.
You have a sacred name, and that is China!
That's China, my motherland.
My beloved motherland.
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Anonymous users2024-02-06Heart-like motherland.
There is a feeling when approaching you.
Like a stream flowing to the sea.
Like a sunflower chasing the sun.
Those magnificent and high-spirited image melodies.
Let my blood surge.
A moment of staring gaze.
The contemplation is extremely solemn.
In the face of the grandeur of the conquest.
The mind is intoxicated by the Kyushu area.
Souls dance in the air.
Golden and brilliant undertones.
Hold up the majesty of Kunlun Taihang.
The Yangtze River and the Yellow River dance with nine ribbons.
Everest Merry is draped in holy snow.
The morning glow is red all over the east.
The light of thought.
Projected on the once devastated and gloomy earth.
Faith that never changes.
Inherit the ideals of a group.
and the direction of a team.
The mountains that stretch through Shifu.
Able to pass through your skull and spine.
Completed the ascent pose in the wind and rain.
Forge the dragon's sturdy bones.
That's the roof of our home.
The place where the smoke fills the house is my hometown.
The hope of the fathers and villagers is like a crop.
Grows quietly in the loess.
A field where flowers bloom every year.
The ups and downs sing and the mountains of rice stalks.
Yours is a boon, a ray of sunshine of peace.
Our gratitude is silent labor.
What I look forward to most is your smile.
It was a silent drizzle.
She will be incarnated in our hearts.
Willows in the breeze.
A sweet spring in the desert.
Patches of white sails on spring water.
White clouds outside the window.
The blue sky over which the pigeons fly.
Your shape is not only.
Like a that announces the dawn.
More like a person's heart.
You're beating, we're alive.
If you stand still, we will die.
Even if the sky is once again permanently dark.
Even if the earth is once again completely barren.
Heart-like motherland.
As long as I have a line of flowing river.
A tall wildflower.
As long as I have a morning.
I'll be able to hold you.
Broad light.
Every granule of your cells.
All of them condense the factors of a nation's arrogance.
Your strong bones.
It is the silhouette of a force.
Stand in front of you.
The right palm is pressed against the left chest.
That posture is emotional, five mountains, and three rivers.
It's a pour.
A kind of sincerity. A kind of truthful and quiet telling.
A kind of self-questioning up and down search.
That pose caress the heart.
It's your heart-like motherland.
It's an ode to motherly love.
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