There is a song

There is a song,

spreading on the earth,

shutting in the sunshine;

< p>There is a song,

flowing in the veins,

engraved in the heart;

The name of this song is——

"Without the Communist Party, there would be no New China"

This song,

the lyrics are sonorous and powerful,

the melody is majestic;< /p>

This song,

is a lamp that illuminates the soul,

is a fire that ignites faith;

This song,

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It is the wind that blows the blood,

It is the fruit that brews honey;

This song,

was rubbed by the strong wind,

It has been polished by heavy rain;

This song,

the more it is rubbed, the brighter it becomes;

the more it is rubbed, the more it sparkles;

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This song,

has been sung for half a century,

the more it is sung, the more vivid it becomes;

This song,

It is rooted in the hearts of generations,

and flourishes in the hearts of generations...

This song

is alive in our hearts;< /p>

It blends into our lives,

blends into our blood;

With it,

life will be full of color;

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With it,

life will be full of vitality...

This song,

is extremely rich in connotation;

< p>It is worth chewing for a lifetime;

This song,

tells us a truth -

There is no communist party,

There would be no New China;

There would be nothing about us;

It was the party that overthrew the three mountains,

The people have tasted the joy of turning over,< /p>

It is the Party that leads the reform and opening up.

Prosperity enters people’s lives;

It is the Party that advocates the development of the western region.

The Gobi Desert New cities are rising;

Singing this song,

We hear the instructions of the motherland again;

Singing this song,

The Party’s instructions are ringing in our ears again;

We will take over the red flag of the revolution,

We will stir up the great cause of our fathers;

We will Let the future world

be filled with the fragrance of birds and flowers;

We will cook each day

into sweet and delicious music...

< p>There is a song,

illuminates our years;

Fragrances our lives;

There is a song,

drums Set up the ideal sail;

Fill the ravines in the journey;

There is a song,

The more you sing, the brighter your eyes become;

The more you Sing with a broader mind;

It is the torch when moving forward

It is the clear wave when you are thirsty;

It is the thunder when you are dull,

It is the constellation when you are lost;

It is the bright moon in your heart,

It is a green leaf on the tree of life;

The name of this song is——

"Without the Communist Party, there would be no new China"

The Party is in my heart

Born on a cruise ship in Nanhu,

Like the rising sun in the sky.

The motherland that has gone through vicissitudes of life,

is like a sleeping lion,

under your dazzling light,

suddenly opened its doors eyes.

The long tassels of the Autumn Harvest Riots,

The gunshots of the August 1st Uprising,

The horns at the top of Jinggang Mountain,

The war songs of the Long March ,

Party, my dear mother,

you hold high the banner of sickle and axe,

lead the Chinese people to move forward bravely.

The dawn of the Zunyi Conference,

the victory in the fight against the Japanese invaders,

the reconciliation of the Xi'an Incident...

The party, my Mother,

You used your extraordinary wisdom to turn the tide, save all the people, and determine the fate of the country...

The cooperation of the country’s president on several occasions,

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The formation of the United Front,

The adaptation of the Workers’ and Peasants’ Red Army...

The Party, my mother,

Show you everywhere:

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A broad and open mind,

A sincere love for peace.

The wheel of history is rolling forward,

No one can stop it,

Party, my mother,

You have extraordinary With great courage,

led millions of troops,

crossed the river, chased the poor bandits, bound the blue dragon,

raised the five-star red flag over the motherland.

Dang, my mother,

Every minute and second of your life journey is full of vitality.

Your dusty sweat has soaked into every inch of the motherland.

You have overcome obstacles,

from hope to new hope.

Build the Three Gorges, fight the floods, and take over Hong Kong and Macao,

Party, my dear mother,

With your motherly feelings,

< p>Warming the hearts of all Chinese people.

Party, my dear mother,

you have used your strong arms to safeguard the unity of the motherland and the dignity of the nation.

Today,

you are still energetic and majestic,

leading hundreds of millions of Chinese people,

performing the spirit of reform and opening up symphony.

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,

Cross the new century with head held high.

Dang, my mother,

Today is your birthday.

As your children,

we express to you——

The warmest and most sincere congratulations.

No matter when and where,

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

Dang, my mother,

You will always be in our hearts.

Sympathy of the Century

I am a neighbor of Jingying

I often play with the various charms

I also laugh at the hard work to carry away the condensed waves. Qian Zhong

Leap into the Feng Shui of the Century

Green the new branches of last night

Redden the sleeping state of the girl

Sail the sea of ??poetry with disdain I also broke into the artistic conception

Inspecting the foggy pine trees in the morning light

That magnificent mind

Modao's day in the snow season Day after day

There are stars in the early morning

Looking at the Portuguese flag of the Southern Kingdom

Four hundred years of wind and clouds, farewell

The one they performed Era

Three and a half million in succession

An interpretation of the rising and falling sun

The national spirit painted red

Nanhu Red The ship's route

And the future it carries

This is the true story of that century

Every ripple is blended with blood and fire

< p>Every wave is marked with rise and fall

The great men left behind their serf halberds and walked away

The history they completed

is for future generations to tailor

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We, the descendants of the Communists

Continuing the truth

Let the fire of conscience rehearse simplicity

Daze Township is in the desolation of return 中

Extremely enthusiastic about the first success of the peasant uprising

Everything has changed

What remains unchanged is the call for sickles and axes

Special Lu Tonggui's love

Li Zicheng is also under Jiuquan

Moaning their contribution

But they didn't expect it

Two OOO In those days

How can there be fibers?

It is so red and white as snow

It is the ghost of the century

Let all life end Wandering

Making the beginning of the great unification of Kyushu

Let the responsibility begin

The passage of time brings new life on the road

The details are touching, real and unbearable

Different moods

Creating different expressions

The vastness of China--

What a big stage

Domestic and foreign troubles Just like this

The lion rolled the hydrangea

Under the influence of folk customs

The giant dragon turned around

Folk customs In the midst of repetition

Indulge your ideals

Let the public bury the misfortunes

Even if there are spaceships flying in the sky and red flags falling to the ground

Public opinion debates the success or failure of socialism

We still believe

the hometown of the October Revolution

The value of the roaring artillery fire

bear it in our souls

"Proletarians of the world unite"

Characteristics of a century

The proletarians began to implement

Reversing history

< p>The political power belongs to the Soviets

And then and after

There is also the sword of Nanchang City

There are also the footprints of the snowy mountains and grasslands

Intertwined The number became 1949

Fierce for half a century

The continuation of the heroic spirit of the Red Army

Ah, the flag rolled up to relax

The bloody battle Rong Ci sails the sea of ??suffering

There is another "east wind prevails over the west wind"

Is it belief that forges arrogance

or is confidence sweeping away the haze

Anyway, anyway , nothing can be possible

The thunder of China

Miracles on the podium of the United Nations

This is how we are

From five thousand years ago In the baptism of China

Walking through this century-old moment

Using the Shaanxi sound of "Dongfanghong"

Using Deng Gong's southern tour

Firmly holding on to the previous swing

To the beginning of this poem

Be kind to the Chinese heart

The moment of retreating from the Portuguese flag

Heroism boils the northern and southern borders

Looking back at the vicissitudes of life, old rain and new firewood...

Ah, blessings have come to China

Even history is so generous

The entire human race

Who can use the acceptance of "return to my unity"

awaken the dawn of the century

China is changing its crown and clothes

To inspect the love of its children

It is a change from ancient precepts

It is majestic from the new

< p>It is from tradition that we become talented

We punished discouragement with pride

We also used humility to stop failure

The morning glory of the century spread to our nation. Passion

The East in tears blurs the bloody field

Complete a longing

Took back how many things should not be

Be good at summarizing Political parties

are also registering everything successfully

The people's vision is the trademark in their arms

Millions of years of sun and moon dripping into lava

One hundred years is too short and fifty years is too urgent

Prospect is our quality

There is no time to mourn for the past

Lead your persistence on the road

What is needed should continue

A reasonable explanation of existence

Thousands of subjects are refining it from their thinking

This eternal essence

The forest of ethnic groups is luxuriant and towering

The glory of the century

The descendants of Yan and Huang walking through history

With the courage to soar into the sky

Written with our passion

Written with our perseverance

My motherland, everything can be changed

Only the original intention of the children remains unchanged

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So, we call the past love

So we call the present surging

So we call the way we move forward

To carry forward the past and open up the future

Under the Party banner...

There is a page of history,

It illuminates the dark years;

There is a page History,

is engraved in our hearts.

On this day, the sickle and hammer,

the flags that make up the pattern are fluttering in the wind;

On this day, the soul moaning in the water and fire,

With the sun shining.

From now on, this sickle screams,

It wants to cut off all the shackles of the old world;

From now on, this hammer screams,

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I want to smash an old year!

As a result, the sugar cane forests in the south were transformed into swords and guns to resist foreign invasion;

As a result, the green gauze tents in the north were transformed into swords and guns. A tomb to bury the sins of the old world!

China, with the guidance of this flag,

has walked out of the long night;

The people, with the guidance of this flag,

Since then, we have been freed from the oppression of the three mountains.

From now on, our motherland,

will no longer be torn apart;

From now on, our nation,

will no longer be robbed...

The Chinese people have stood up,

This voice has resounded throughout the country;

The Chinese people have stood up,

This voice has resounded throughout the country. Three mountains and five mountains...

It is the banner of the party that guides us.

We have overcome the wind and waves and sailed through the whirlpool;

It is the banner of the party that guides us.

We have just walked into the beautiful blue sky and the garden full of spring scenery...

Under the banner of the party,

We are closely united: like steel;

< p>Under the banner of the party,

we hold our heads high: like pines and cypresses.

The years of the Cultural Revolution are unforgettable.

China suffered ten years of catastrophe.

It was the party that raised the party flag to bring order to the chaos.

Filled the ravines on the road. , cut off the stumbling vines...

China opens bright windows,

let the world into our field of vision;

The motherland cheers for the coming of spring ,

Let the spring breeze blow our blood.

We are the new generation of the motherland,

We have gushing youth and passion.

Standing on a three-foot podium without any regrets,

deduces the glorious achievements of life.

We will remember the past,

keep in mind the profound instructions of our ancestors;

We will face the future,

continue to write a new chapter for the party flag One page.

We will not be in a haze,

while passing the time on a leather swivel chair;

We will polish the keys of our hearts,

Play the notes of life more colorfully...

The trumpets are loud and the drums are exciting,

Look! A new generation will assemble under the Party’s banner;

Don’t worry, our Party, our motherland,

A new generation is accepting your solemn review!

Don’t worry, our party, our motherland,

a new generation is accepting your solemn review!

We will not forget

The sun rises, the glow is like

A rushing torrent

From above the overturned darkness

Surges

This is the birth of Illuminati

The title page of the epic

The song has broken free from the chains and burst out

< p>We have witnessed the ebb and flow of this power

The ebb and flow of the tide

How many persistences have risen and fallen over the past five thousand years

In silence

and the dream of rising

Rust into a piece

History is vast and silent

We will never forget all this

Pearl River Estuary in 1840 The dull sound of gunfire

A group of blue-eyed musketeers

swarmed into the eastern land

A nation that was already under heavy shackles

Once again fell into the trough of destiny

We will never forget

The sacred era of 1921

On a rippling lake

In an ordinary cruise ship

The outstanding sons and daughters of the Chinese nation gathered together

Thus, the hammer and sickle were forged into the history of China

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Her glory shines in every year of history

We will never forget

The long tassel of the Autumn Harvest Riots

Eight The gunshot of an uprising

The horn at the top of Jinggang Mountain

The footprints on the Long March

Guide the Chinese people to move forward bravely

We will not Will forget

In 1935, a great helmsman took control of the revolutionary ship

From then on, there was victory after victory

From the lighthouse of Yan'an

The wine glass to Beijing

You used your extraordinary wisdom and broad mind

to turn the tide, determine the destiny of the country, and save all people!

How much steel and life have been used

Love and hatred

How much worry and hope have been used

Struggle and longing

Time finally casts a grand celebration:

October 1, 1949

We will never forget

The motherland marches among the flowers

The people are blowing copper horns and beating gongs and drums

The countryside is covered with green attire

The city is joining forces day by day

Broadening horizons beyond

The disaster of all being closed

Development is the last word

The spring breeze moves forward on the chord of ideological emancipation,

Better than air We also need free thoughts

Blowing the banner of theory

After the vicissitudes of life, a silent man spoke out

The burning faith in his heart:

"I am the son of the Chinese people

I deeply love my motherland!"

This is the motherland of market economy

This is The motherland of one country, two systems

This is the motherland that is rushing forward under the heavy burden

We will not forget

New opportunities and new challenges

This era of rapid change

This era of inheriting the past and ushering in the future

The bell of the century that carries forward the past and opens up the future

opens the door to national rejuvenation again

Pray for a miracle again

Let the "Three Represents"

become the highest star in our hearts

The mountains and rivers remain the same, the wind of the century

< p>Rise again at the end of the green apple

Inherited by the flag and the road

The trees are green and the flowers are fragrant

And our songs are silent

——Breaking out new leaves

The motherland

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What can I dedicate to you

The majestic Kunlun is guarding

Your dignity

The magnificent Mount Tai is swaying

Your heroism

The Himalayas are your backbone

Qinling Taihang are your arms

Your bones create our tenacity

We The tenacity connects

your pain

these five thousand years

the long memory

the sense of despair between heaven and earth

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Long Melancholy

Sailing in the magnificent history

We will not forget

The compass designation of history

Singing The light in the sky

I hear the trumpet has awakened the sleeping stars

This song is spinning on the stars

Floating in the sky to the earth

I heard this song being sung by hundreds of millions of people

Overlapping into an eternal note

Traversing through the tunnel of history

Becoming a rhyme for mankind to sing peace< /p>

The Chinese nation and me

The eternal stormy waves are the Yellow River shouting

The eternal turbulence is the Yangtze River singing

Five thousand years up and down The pursuit and dream

Forged in blood in the Qinling Mountains of China

The backbone of Mount Everest

The romantic oracle bones of Shang and Zhou dynasties

Thousands of miles during the reign of Qin Shihuang The Great Wall

The Dunrou Civilization of Confucianism and Mencius

The Melancholy of <

> by the Miluo River

Singing in the wonderful works of Li Bai and Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The expectations of Sun Yat-sen's founding fathers

The arduous struggle of the founding fathers

Xiaoping stood on the Lotus Mountain in Shenzhen and watched. ． ． ． ． ．

The long journey of water is the destination of painstaking efforts

The long and surging mountains are the eternal watch

Watching

The rejuvenation and prosperity of a nation Prosperity

This is the prosperity of the ancient and young Chinese nation

Today, more than one billion descendants of Yan and Huang have converted with one heart

Embracing a great The Communist Party of China

Let the red flag of the Communist Party of China

fly forever in the east of the world

So

I am the Yellow River

The stormy waves are my eternal cry

I carry the mind that the heroes of the ages have longed for

I sometimes have a gurgling and delicate charm

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Sometimes I am overwhelmed and roaring with fear

I am melancholy and sad like the chants of the Yellow River

My gentleness contains the cohesion and unrestrained soul of the Chinese nation

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So

I am the Yangtze River

The turbulent vastness is my turbulent and vigorous song

I sing a song about the eternal sorrow and nostalgia of our ancestors

I am filled with the perseverance and fertility of our ancestors

The heroism and excitement that upholds the soul of the Chinese nation

So

I am the Qinling Mountains

I have buried the stubborn and magnificent bodies of my ancestors

My majestic and majestic appearance and outlook

Is the Chinese nation The unyielding appearance of the martyrs

So

I am Qomolangma

I carry the passion and expectation of eternity in my chest

< p>I stand as the number one in the world

Watching that the Chinese nation will be prosperous and majestic forever

The sun in my heart

She is the sun in my heart!< /p>

Spreading endless light!

The blazing light!

Awakened from slumber and confusion!

Bright light!

Light up the doors and windows!

Warm light!

Melt the atrium!

Ah! The sun in my heart!

Your love is as transparent as crystal!

As beautiful and pure as clouds!

Dazzling light!

It is my eternal direction!

Who is the sun in my heart

Who is silently leading the direction of the current situation amidst the busy traffic and turbulent crowds

Who is it?

Tightly grasp the soil of sovereignty when the struggle for power and hegemony is everywhere

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Who is it,

who is doing his best to make the people prosperous

Who is it,

is escorting China’s glorious future

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It’s her, it’s her,

The faith in my heart

The sun in my heart!

The most blazing thing is,

The faith in the heart,

Even in the darkness, darkness,

always shines< /p>

The rivers of time cannot submerge

Your most dazzling glory

The clouds of the world cannot block it

I look up to you

Because you are the Party, you are the Party

The Party is you,

The starlight of Qiming allows me to hold on to the direction in the struggle

The Party, it is you,

The wake-up call makes me cling to my heart amidst the lead

The Party, it is you,

While I am drifting helplessly Give me an oar that can go against the wind and waves

Party, it’s you

You still cared for me when I was completely defeated and told me that this is called growth

Dang, you are my endless yearning!

The most supreme in my heart,

the most brilliant and brilliant sun

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