Aobao greeted his mother's kiss and picked betel nuts in the field of hope. Who says hometown is good, and party flag is fluttering? I will always love your motherland.
Beautiful grassland, my home is full of flowers, a full moon, I love the spring water in China's frontier, clear and pure. The mountains are covered with red leaves, such as rosy clouds. I couldn't guess my brother's mind, so I played tambourine and sang a song, Xiao Basket.