if I were a gust of wind

would I become a cloud?

if I were a cloud

would I become rain?

If I were a drop of rain

I would fall into your heart

See your smile?

if I see your smile

will I be willing to leave?

if I leave

will I cry?

if I cry

will I let you see my tears?

if I let you see my tears

will I pray you to love me?

if I pray you to love me

will I get your love?

if I get your love,

will I stay with you forever?

if I can't stay with you

will I become a gust of wind and float away?

if I become a gust of wind and float away

will you

find the eternal secret in my disappearance?

The yellow land and I

The sun impregnated Mother Earth, and there was a burst roar in chaos, so I was born.

The land is yellow, like a sheep in a classic annotation.

I'm docile, I'm devout, and I worship the shining totem.

Coming from HarmonyOS, I paid a visit to Prometheus in the East, and created a civilized flame with gold and wood.

Walking from ancient times, in front of the commemorated Pangu, Michelangelo combined his strength, power and beauty.

I have the charm of ink painting, and I have the artistic conception of poetry, so I realized that

the earth, an elliptical sphere, is a harmonious and intimate wine.

Standing on the bank of river of no return, people who are happy with the flowing water of small bridges are reciting poems.

The Miluo River is pouring with Lisao, and the Yueyang Tower is haunted with worries.

And the wild eagle, flying freely, has a bird's eye view of the blue civilization, drifting with the wind, from the other side of the great river.

I am yangko, I am jazz,

I am the owner of the Great Wall and the creator of the pyramids.

The Rhine River nurtured Marx, and the Yellow River, the hometown of Mao Zedong, established a harmonious country brilliantly.

It was a lost dream on fossils, and it was a ballad printed in history books.

However, a few homing pigeons turned into migratory birds, learning the curse of prayers, smearing her ugliness and raping her pride, just like yellow leaves leaving their branches and flying all over the sky.

I'm Long song, I speak freely, I laugh wildly,

The home is still the embrace of the yellow land.

Yellow Earth and I, immortal statues standing on the back of the magical Asia.

is it a month? Is it a star?

it's a wonderful eternity

Respondent: GX49235147-probationary period level 1 9-18 2:22

party flag, wave upon wave, passed through the gunfire and smoke of the revolutionary war;

party flag, marching forward with high songs, striding across the road of construction;

party flag, singing and dancing, accepted the brilliance of 1.3 billion people celebrating their 84th birthday;

party flag stands high in the eastern half of the earth and flutters in the spring of the 21st century.

party flag is flying in spring, and your sons and daughters have lived up to the longing of the earth. They worked hard and spread many imaginative seeds up and down the river, north and south of the Yangtze River! On the banner of the party, the golden hammer and sickle are crossed and combined, symbolizing that labor creates light and happiness. Today, the spiritual inspiration of this pattern has turned into material strength, revitalizing the blank ridges, opening up the space for development, taking off those enterprises with high consumption and low efficiency with science and technology, and transforming poor mountainous areas and wasteland with wealth. As a result, on the land of 9.6 million square kilometers, the green trees and buds of ideas are blooming, and the intelligent gardens are competing for beauty; The roots of economy extend endless vitality, and the fruits of happiness fill the branches of life ... The sons and daughters of the Party are not intoxicated with the joy of success. She didn't even have time to wipe the sweat off her forehead. She just set up a demonstration sign in the "experimental field" in the coastal areas and spread a grand picture of "Western Development".

party flag is flying in the spring, and your sons and daughters have not stopped working. They know that clearing hardened land requires a shining plow tip. The old man who interpreted the story of spring walked firmly to the south and to the long-awaited China people. He looked at the overall situation with wisdom and foresight, and wrote a poem of new beauty with vigor and vitality. All the beautiful, progressive and enterprising buds feel the tenderness and warmth of spring caress from his calm bearing. As a result, the picturesque southern China, accompanied by apricot blossom and spring rain, grew a special economic zone and a world-renowned urban and rural landscape. The spring tide of thought broke through the imprisonment of rigid ideas, and the practice of reform and opening up verified the scientific assertion that "development is the last word". The east wind is blowing and spring is everywhere. An ancient oriental nation began to redraw its own features and issued a declaration of farewell to poverty on the land of China.

party flag is flying in the spring, and your sons and daughters are standing in the fields of hope. Not only do you make every fertile land of your mind sprout green seedlings and yearn for rich harvest and mature belief, but you are also ruthlessly eliminating poisonous insect pests, and you are not allowed to steal people's fruits to decorate feasts. They always represent the development requirements of China's advanced productive forces, the direction of China's advanced culture and the fundamental interests of the overwhelming majority of the people in China. They are brave enough to forge ahead, leading 6 million advanced elements and forming a modern and powerful country corps with 1.2 billion heroic sons and daughters. Being in this magnificent and brand-new lineup, we feel the magnificent marching scene, our battle-hardened soldiers, brilliant new and old model workers, people's teachers all over the world, and "scientific research fanatics" who have made great achievements ... How can every old, middle-aged and young comrade who has devoted his intelligence and hard work to the growth of * * * and China not boil the blood of youth? Because we have a heavy responsibility on our shoulders, we always try our best to realize lofty ideals; Because of our unfulfilled ambition, we are willing to shed more sweat for the rejuvenation of China!

ah, party flag, you are marching in the spring of the 21st century with a confident smile. In the clear sky of Wan Li in the new century, flaming party flag is guiding, flaming party flag is calling, flaming party flag is more shining, flaming party flag is more brilliant!

< < < < < < < < There is a song

There is a song that

spreads on the earth and

shuttles in the sunshine;

There is a song,

flowing in the veins,

engraved in the heart;

The name of this song is-

There is no new China without the * * * production party

This song,

the lyrics are forceful,

the melody is magnificent;

This song,

is a lamp that illuminates the soul,

is a fire that ignites faith;

This song,

is the wind that blows blood,

is the fruit that makes honey juice;

This song was

rubbed by strong wind and

polished by heavy rain;

This song

gets brighter as you rub it;

the more it grinds, the more it flashes;

This song

has been sung for half a century, and

it has become more vivid;

This song,

rooted in the hearts of generations,

flourished in the hearts of generations ...

This song

lives in our hearts;

it is integrated into our life,

it is integrated into our blood;

With it,

life will be full of colors;

With it,

life will be full of vigor ...

This song

is extremely rich in connotation;

it is worth chewing for a lifetime;

This song,

tells us a truth-

Without the * * * production party,

there would be no new China;

there is nothing for us;

It is the party that overthrew the three mountains,

the people will taste the joy of turning over,

it is the party that leads the reform and opening up, and

it is only when people are rich that they enter the people's lives;

It is the party that advocates the development of the western region, and

Gobi has only risen as a new city seat;

Singing this song,

We heard the command of our motherland again;

singing this song,

the party's entrustment rang out in my ears;

We will receive the red flag of the revolution,

We will provoke the great cause of our parents;

We will make the future world,

full of birds and flowers;

We will

cook each day into sweet and delicious music ...

There is a song that

lights up our years;

fragrance our life;

There is a song,

Raise the ideal sail;

fill the gap in the journey;

There is a song.

The more you sing, the brighter your eyes will be.

The more you sing, the wider your mind becomes;

It's a torch for progress

It's a clear wave for thirst;

It is the thunder when you are bored,

It is the constellation when you are lost;

It is a bright moon in the heart,

It is a green leaf of the tree of life;

The name of this song is-

Without the * * * Party, there would be no new China

< < < < < < < In my mind, the Party was

born in the South Lake cruise ship,

like the sunrise rising in the sky.

The motherland has gone through many vicissitudes,

Like a sleeping lion,

Under your dazzling light,

suddenly opened your eyes.

the long tassels of the autumn harvest riots,

the gunfire of the August 1st Uprising,

the horn at the head of Jinggang Mountain,

the battle song of the Long March,

the Party, my dear mother,

you held high the banner of sickle and axe, and

led the Chinese people to March forward bravely.

the dawn of Zunyi meeting,

the victory against the Japanese aggressors,

the reconciliation of the Xi' an Incident ...

Party, my mother,

with your extraordinary wisdom,

you saved the day, saved the nation,

the country cooperated several times, and

was unified.

The wheel of history is rolling forward,

No one can stop it.

Party, my mother,

With extraordinary courage, you

led a million heroes,

crossed the river, chased the bandits, bound black dragon, and

raised the five-star red flag above the motherland.

Party, my mother,

Every minute of your life journey,

is full of vitality.

Your dusty sweat

has soaked every inch of the motherland.

you cut through thorns,

from hope to new hope.

Building the Three Gorges, fighting floods and collecting Hong Kong and Macao,

Party, my dear mother,

You have warmed the hearts of Chinese people all over the world with motherly feelings.

Party, my dear mother,

With your strong arms,

you have safeguarded the unity of the motherland and the dignity of the nation.

Today,

you are still full of energy, full of vigor,

leading hundreds of millions of people in China and

playing the symphony of reform and opening up.

from the East China Sea to Tibet,

from Nansha to northern Xinjiang.

Party, my mother,

Under your wise and correct guidance,

we are singing the story of spring, and

we are striding across the new century with our heads held high.

Party, my mother,

Today is your birthday.

As your children,

we extend our warmest and most sincere congratulations to you.

No matter when and where,

you will always be the kindest, greatest and most holy mother in the hearts of your children.

Party, my mother,

You will always be in our hearts.

< < < < < Expressing the feelings of the century

I am a neighbor of Jingying

I often tease all kinds of elegant demeanour

I also laugh and work hard to carry away the condensed waves

I leap into the century feng shui

The new branches of last night are green

The sleeping state of the girl is red

I despise poetry and sail

I also break into the artistic conception

I review the fog pine in the morning light

. Flag

4 years, Farewell to

the time when they performed

3.6 million

interpretations of the rising and falling of the sun

the route of the South Lake Red Boat with red national spirit

and the future it carried

This is the true story of that century

Every ripple is blended with blood fire

Every wave is printed with ups and downs < People cut

we * * * Descendants of the producers

carry on the truth

Let the fire of conscience rehearse simply

In the desolation of returning, osawa Township

enthusiastically celebrated the first success of the peasant uprising

Everything has been changed

What remains unchanged is that the sickle and axe are called up

The love of all roads leads to the same goal

Li Zicheng is also in the grave

groaning their contribution. > how can there be a fiber

red and snowy

the ghost of the century

the prelude to bringing all life to an end

the great harmony of Kyushu

the responsibility to open

the years bring forth the old and bring forth new life

the details are touching and hard to bear

different moods

making different expressions

vast China- > under the influence of the lion's rolling hydrangea

folk customs

in the repetition of the dragon's waist posture

let the ideal indulge

bury the public's misfortunes

even if the spaceship swims in the sky and the red flag falls to the ground

public opinion determines the success or failure of socialism

We still consider

the hometown of the October Revolution

that. Taken together, "

the characteristics of a century

the proletarians began to implement

the history was reversed

the regime belonged to the Soviet Union

and then

the broadsword of Nanchang City

the footprints of snowy mountains and grasslands

interwoven into the number of 1949

half a century of intense

the heroic continuation of the Red Army < The flag is swept away to relieve

the blood is relieved from the arduous sea of sailing

there is another "east wind overwhelms the west wind"

Is faith casting arrogance

or self-confidence sweeping the haze

Anyway, everything that is not available can be

China's thunder

miracle the podium of the United Nations

This is how we

emerged from the baptism of 5, years.