There is a song

There is a song,

spreading on the earth,

shutting in the sunshine;

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;

This song,

is a lamp that illuminates the soul,

is a fire that ignites faith;

This song,

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;

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;

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,

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...

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 on 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 made extraordinary achievements 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,

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

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

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

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

Pride boils the North Country

Southern Xinjiang

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

Ah, blessings have come to China

Even history is so generous

The whole Humanity

Who can use the acceptance of "returning my unity"

awakening the dawn of the century

China is getting dressed

on inspection The love of children

is derived from the ancient teachings

is majestic from the new

is grown from the tradition

We use pride I punished discouragement

I also used humility to stop failure

When the morning glory of the century spread to the passion of our nation

The East in tears is blurring the bloody field

Completed a longing

Took back how many things should not be

The political party that is good at summarizing

is also successfully registering everything

The people’s longing 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

Outlook is our quality

No time to mourn for the past

Lead your persistence on the road

You should continue if you need it

Reasonable explanation There is existence

Thousands of subjects are refining it from their thinking

This eternal essence

The forest of the nation is lush and towering

At its peak With the brilliance of the century

The descendants of Yan and Huang traveling through history

Writing our enthusiasm with the courage to soar into the sky

Writing With our steadfastness

My motherland, everything can be changed

Only the original intention of our children remains unchanged

So, we call the past love

So, we call the present moment surging

So, the way we move forward

is called carrying forward the past and opening up the future

Under the Party’s banner...

There is a page of history,

illuminating the dark years;

There is a page of history,

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;

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 our 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

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

1984

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 liberation,

It is better than the 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 again for a miracle

Let the "Three Represents"

become the highest star in our hearts

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Reborn at the end of the Green Apple

Inherited by flags and roads

The trees are lush and the flowers are fragrant everywhere

And our singing is silent

——Breaking out new leaves

My motherland

What can I dedicate to you

The majestic Kunlun is guarding

Your dignity

The majestic Mount Tai is shining

Your heroism

The Himalayas are your backbone

Qinling Taihang is your arm

Your bones create our tenacity

Our tenacity connects

your pain

These five thousand years of history

Long memories

This sense of desolation between heaven and earth

Long melancholy thoughts

In Navigating the magnificent history

We will not forget

The compass designation of history

The light in the song

I heard the horn has awakened 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

Overlap into an eternal note

Traveling through the tunnel of history

Becoming the rhyme of mankind singing peace

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