Crossing the mountains, crossing the plains, crossing the surging Yellow River and the Yangtze River

The title of this song is "Singing the Motherland".

This is from "Singing the Motherland".

Singing the Motherland" is a patriotic song written and composed by Wang Xin, and the lyrics are as follows:

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind, and the victory song was so loud.

Singing about our dear motherland, from now on to prosperity and strength.

Singing about our dear motherland, from now on to prosperity and strength.

Over the mountains, over the plains, across the rushing Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

The vast and beautiful land is our dear hometown.

The heroic people have stood up, and we are united and fraternal and strong as steel.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind, and the victory song was so loud.

Singing about our dear motherland, from now on to prosperity and strength.

Singing about our dear motherland, from now on to prosperity and strength.

We are industrious, we are brave, and independence and freedom are our ideals.

How many hardships have we overcome to achieve today's liberation.

We love peace, we love our homeland.

Whoever dares to infringe on us will be doomed, and the five-star red flag will flutter in the wind.

Singing about the Motherland. The full lyrics are:

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind.

How loud the victory song is.

Sing about our dear motherland.

From now on, we will become prosperous and strong.

Over the mountains. Over the plains.

Across the surging Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

Vast and beautiful land.

It is our dear hometown.

We love peace.

We love our hometown.

We are united and fraternal, strong as steel.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind.

How loud the victory song is.

Sing about our dear motherland.

From now on, we will become prosperous and strong.

Over the mountains. Over the plains.

Across the surging Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

Vast and beautiful land.

It is our dear hometown.

We love peace.

We love our hometown.

We are united and fraternal, strong as steel.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind.

How loud the victory song is.

Sing about our dear motherland.

From now on, we will become prosperous and strong.

Sing about our dear motherland.

From now on, we will become prosperous and strong.

Song - Sing about the Motherland.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind, and the victory song was so loud;

Singing about our dear motherland, from now on to prosperity and strength.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind, and the victory song was so loud;

Sing about our dear motherland.

From now on, to prosperity and strength, over the mountains and over the plains;

Across the surging Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

The vast and beautiful land is our dear hometown, and the heroic people have stood up!

We are united and fraternal, strong as steel.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind, and the victory song was so loud;

Singing about our dear motherland, from now on to prosperity and strength.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind, and the victory song was so loud;

Sing about our dear motherland.

From now on, to prosperity and strength, over the mountains;

Cross the plains, cross the surging Yellow River and the Yangtze River!

The vast and beautiful land is our dear hometown.

Heroic people, stand up!

We are united and fraternal, strong as steel.

This song is so familiar that it can also be called the second national anthem, and the name is "Singing the Motherland". At the beginning, the five-star red flag fluttered in the wind. This song should be familiar to people all over the country.

From "Singing the Motherland", the lyrics of this song. The original singer is Lin Miaoke.

This lyric is from "Five-Star Red Flag".

Sing the motherland, this song.

Singing about the Motherland. This is a patriotic song.

Singing about the Motherland. A majestic tune.

This song is to sing the motherland.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind, and the victory song was so loud; The first sentence is known as the five-star red flag.

Singing about the Motherland.

Bai - Lin Miaoke.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind.

Victory singing is many

Mo Liang dao

Sing our dear motherland back.

From now on, we will be prosperous and strong.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind.

How loud the victory song is.

Sing about our dear motherland.

From now on, we will become prosperous and strong.

Over the mountains. Over the plains. Across the surging Yellow River and the Yangtze River. Vast and beautiful land.

It is our dear hometown.

The heroic people stood up.

We are united and fraternal, strong as steel.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind.

How loud the victory song is.

Sing about our dear motherland.

From now on, we will become prosperous and strong.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind.

How loud the victory song is.

Sing about our dear motherland.

From now on, we will become prosperous and strong.

Over the mountains. Over the plains.

Across the surging Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

Vast and beautiful land.

It is our dear hometown.

The heroic people stood up.

We are united and fraternal, strong as steel.

"Ordinary Road" - Pu Shu.

Lyrics: Wandering on the road.

Are you leaving. Fragile proudly.

That used to be what I used to be.

Boiling, restless.

Where are you going. Enigmatic and silent.

Are you really listening to the story?

I used to cross mountains and seas.

It also passed through the sea of people.

I used to have it all.

In the blink of an eye, they were all scattered like smoke.

I was lost, disappointed, lost all directions.

Until you see the ordinary, the only answer.

When you still. Still fantasizing.

Your tomorrow. Will she be better or worse.

Another day for me.

I used to ruin everything I had.

Just want to leave forever.

I have fallen into infinite darkness.

I want to struggle and can't extricate myself.

I used to be like you, like him, like the weeds and wild flowers.

Desperate and longing.

also crying and laughing.

Go forward, just go like this.

Even if you've been given something.

Go forward, just go like this.

Even if you are taken away from something.

Go forward, just go like this.

Even if you're going to miss something.

Go forward, just go like this.

Even if you would. I used to cross mountains and seas.

It also passed through the sea of people.

I used to have it all.

In the blink of an eye, they were all scattered like smoke.

I was lost, disappointed, lost all directions.

Until you see the ordinary, the only answer.

I used to ruin everything I had.

Just want to leave forever.

I have fallen into infinite darkness.

I want to struggle and can't extricate myself.

I used to be like you, like him, like the weeds and wild flowers.

Desperate, longing, crying and laughing, ordinary.

I used to cross mountains and seas.

It also passed through the sea of people.

I've asked the whole world.

Never got an answer.

I'm just like you, like him, like the weeds and flowers.

Secretly, that's the only way I'm going.

Time is silent. Such and such.

Tomorrow is just around the corner.

The wind-blown road is still long.

Where your story goes.

"Song of the Far Eastern Partisans" during the Civil War in the USSR

My Chinese heart - Zhang Mingmin, the word is yellow.

The rivers and mountains are only in my dreams.

The motherland has not been quiet for many years.

But no matter what, it can't be changed.

My Chinese version of the heart.

Dresses though worn in the body.

My heart is still Chinese.

My ancestors have long since taken everything from me.

Branded with the Chinese seal.

The Great Wall of the Yangtze River. Yellow Mountain, Yellow River.

It weighs a thousand pounds in my chest.

Anytime, anywhere.

The heart is as clear.

Blood shed in the heart.

Surging with the voice of China.

Even if you are born in another country, you can't change it.

My Chinese heart.

- For the dragon -

From: Axis Powers Hetalia Wang Yao Center Fan Chronicle "For the Dragon".

Lyrics: Huanji.

Singing: Hetu.

On the palm of the hand, the eternal moonlight.

The sadness smiled and passed by.

Looking forward to you, standing on your side.

It's the madness you were born to be a dragon.

Remember that your name is Yan Huang.

On the beacon on the remnant sun of the battlefield.

Next to the broken blade, the years flow quietly.

Twelve crests You look around from afar.

The Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

It's your innate flamboyance.

The wind and rain swept away the red walls and green tiles.

Danqing leaves tomorrow's yellow flowers.

The ink fragrance in the Chinese characters is warm.

An expression that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Prosperity and disgrace mottled his cheeks.

After a thousand years, the lead was washed away.

The soil that has always been held on to is under your feet.

unswerving to death.

On the beacon on the remnant sun of the battlefield.

Next to the broken blade, the years flow quietly.

Twelve crests You look around from afar.

The Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

It's your innate flamboyance.

The wind and rain swept away the red walls and green tiles.

Danqing leaves tomorrow's yellow flowers.

The ink fragrance in the Chinese characters is warm.

An expression that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Prosperity and disgrace mottled his cheeks.

After a thousand years, the lead was washed away.

The soil that has always been held on to is under your feet.

unswerving to death.

The wind and rain swept away the red walls and green tiles.

Danqing leaves tomorrow's yellow flowers.

The ink fragrance in the Chinese characters is warm.

An expression that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Prosperity and disgrace mottled his cheeks.

After a thousand years, the lead was washed away.

The soil that has always been held on to is under your feet.

unswerving to death.

Hidden in the heart of the eternal moonlight.

The desolation that no longer looks back at is in the arms.

I look forward to you and stand here.

Remember what it looks like to be born a dragon.

Remember that my name is Yan Huang.

-end---

The military song of the 18th Army.

Crossing the Yellow River and crossing the Yangtze River, we grew on the Taihang Mountains of the Jilu Plain, exercised and strengthened in the Central Plains, thousands of miles of Huaihai Wei famous, the people cheered for liberation everywhere, and the banner fluttered high