An initial heart, engraved with the glory of inheriting a hundred years.

A belief brings together the majestic power of the sun, the moon and the new sky.

While cultivating, it illuminates the lights of thousands of households.

A song "John Wan" outlines the bustling landscape of mountains and rivers.

Born in an era of peace and happiness, we have deep respect for our ancestors.

Express joy, praise and pride in the prosperity of the motherland with energetic dances.

Encourage our youth to fight for the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.

I am China, with boundless natural hazards, intact mountains and rivers and boundless country.

Lyrics:

John Wan

Original song: Li Yugang

Lyrics: Li Shu

Composer: Liu

Arranged by Chen Jiawei

The red sun rises in the east.

Its boulevard is full of Xia Guang.

How lucky I am to be born in your arms.

Inherit a vein

Sharing happiness * * * It's hard to stand up.

Our country is full of kindness.

A belief that lasted for thousands of years.

Writing about the sky is just a corner, and the sun and the moon are long.

Painting the earth only painted a corner of the mountain and the river.

Looking up and down at heaven and earth for five thousand years.

Only Yan Huang's heart is open in all directions.

Touch the streamer, brick by brick, and soak the red wall with years.

Sigh, wither, glory, a flower, a tree, sadness, joy and vicissitudes.

Hometown of the Eight Wastelands and Kyushu Heart.

Only China's sharp road is in full bloom.

The sun rises in the east, and its avenue is full of sunshine.

How lucky I am to be born in your arms.

Inherit a vein

Sharing happiness * * * It's hard to stand up.

Our country is full of kindness.

A belief that lasted for thousands of years.

Touch the streamer, brick by brick, and soak the red wall with years.

Sigh, wither, glory, a flower, a tree, sadness, joy and vicissitudes.

Hometown of the Eight Wastelands and Kyushu Heart.

Only China's sharp road is in full bloom.

The sun rises in the east, and its avenue is full of sunshine.

How lucky I am to be born in your arms.

Inherit a vein

Sharing happiness * * * It's hard to stand up.

Our country is full of kindness.

A belief that lasted for thousands of years.

The sun rises in the east, and its avenue is full of sunshine.