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The Seven Laws: The Long March.

The Red Army is not afraid of difficult expeditions, and thousands of rivers and mountains are just waiting for leisure.

The five ridges are soaring and the waves are thin, and the Wumeng is majestic and walks the mud pills.

The golden sand water beats the clouds and cliffs warm, and the Dadu Bridge is cold.

I like the snow of Minshan Mountain for thousands of miles, and the three armies are happy after the end.

O Motherland, my dear Motherland.

I'm the old watermill on your riverside.

Weaving tired songs for hundreds of years.

I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead.

As you grope in the tunnels of history.

I am a shriveled ear of rice, a roadbed in disrepair.

It's a barge on a mudflat.

Put the rope deeply.

Stranded into your shoulders, O Motherland!

I am poverty, I am sorrow, I am your ancestors, the painful hope, the flower that has not fallen to the ground in the sleeve of "Feitian" for thousands of years.

The road to a strong country continues to extend in the footsteps of exploration, and the dream of prosperity and strength is realized day by day. Daqing Oilfield is brilliantly lit, the Yangtze River Bridge flies north and south, the mushroom cloud soars into the sky, although the road to a strong country has twists and turns, but the pace of exploration has never stopped, the wisps of spring breeze of "emancipating the mind, seeking truth from facts" have blown away the spring buds of reform and opening up, and the hot soil has surging rolling waves; The grand mind of "one country, two systems" embraced the wanderers who were scattered into the embrace of the motherland, and the gorgeous bauhinia flowers and the intoxicating golden lotus bloomed with long-lost smiling faces. The bid for the Olympic Games, the successful bid for the Bo, and the accession to the WTO ......The land of China is full of happy events.

The "July 1st" declaration brings together generations of people with lofty ideals and holds up the red sun on the eastern horizon.

A sentence is also very meaningful.

The party-state has changed dramatically.

Ninety years of wind and rain.

Sweeping away the vicissitudes of the five systems for thousands of years.

The sickle, iron, and hammer are the strength of our unity.

The red star points us in.

zhi direction.

Ninety years of wind and rain dao

Wash away the vicissitudes of thirty years.

The unconditional surrender of the Wakos.

"Serenity" in a corner of peace with the Kuomintang

Ninety years of wind and rain.

Thirty years of vicissitudes of natural and man-made disasters.

When natural disasters ravage, we resist with flesh and blood.

Anyway, we set a new course from the new one.

Ninety years of wind and rain.

It is the vicissitudes of innovation and exploration.

The open door of the country is ready for the ever-changing confrontation.

In the end, we stand on Everest and become the backbone of the world.

Implement garbage sorting and punching in solitaire.

Pray to smell a lot.

My homeland. I have a strong homeland.

Sing for the Motherland.

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