She stands like a giant in the east of the world.
Beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River,
The majestic mountains and rivers of the northern country,
The majestic Yangtze River,
The Himalayas, known as the roof of the world ...
Are so fascinating.
We love our motherland as much as our mother.
Because mother is the source and destination of our mind and body.
Vast sky, blue sky,
It gave birth to China's 5,000-year-old splendid history and civilization.
Blue sky, vast sky,
It has created the industriousness and kindness of the Chinese people for generations.
Under this clear and vast blue sky,
We work hard and sing.
Under this clear and vast blue sky,
We carry forward the past and fly freely.
Not all white doves wander under the blue sky,
There will also be rain, snow, wind and frost.
Not all the grass is growing under the blue sky.
There will also be yellow sand.
Today, let's open a window of the soul together.
Today, let us * * * arm in arm with love.
Looking for distant longing eyes, listening to the singing of our love melody.
Standing in front of the map of China, I studied it carefully.
Ah! How it looks like a colorful golden pheasant with a chest!
When its crown is shaken, it scatters countless agates.
That's sorghum on the bank of Heilongjiang;
When its tail shakes, it shakes off countless pearls.
That is the crystal grape in Xinjiang;
As soon as its belly swells,
Golden and bright,
That is wheat and rice in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River;
As soon as its feet take a step,
A sweet smell came to my nose,
That's honey from Hainan Coconut Grove and Taiwan Province.
Ah! Motherland!
Great motherland! I love you!
I love your long history,
I love your splendid civilization,
I love your magnificent mountains and rivers!
I am your child,
I am proud to have you as a respectable and amiable mother!
When you hold me in your arms, I feel your warmth;
When you pull me to run together,
I take care of the responsibility on my shoulders.
Looking up at the five-star red flag under the blue sky and white clouds,
I swear again and again:
For your dear motherland,
I would like to hold out boiling blood, full of love and pure heart!
Motherland, I love you!
Motherland, I love you!
Motherland, I love you!
You are the land of perseverance and self-improvement, and the mother who gave birth to me and raised me!
The Yangtze River gives me life and makes me grow up.
Yellow River, give me wisdom and make me mature;
Mount Tai, give me a stalwart body,
The Great Wall gives me unlimited strength.
It was the solid arm of my mother who lifted me up.
You are the never-ending motivation of our lives,
You are a safe haven for your children to return from their long voyage.
Motherland, our great mother!
You are coming to the new century and striding towards your tomorrow.
Motherland, I love you!
Hope ahead.
-Celebrating the 60th anniversary of the founding of New China.
Sixty years after the founding of the People's Republic of China
Think back to Chairman Mao when he was in danger.
How to strategize to turn the tide?
He used superb wisdom and extraordinary courage
Break through the difficulties of the enemy's encirclement and interception
……
Recall the past and look at today
The party has changed-it's bigger!
The country has also changed-stronger!
Whenever I sit in a spacious and bright office.
Sitting in front of a brand-new computer
The time to drum up and shout for tax propaganda
I am so excited and deeply touched.
The first blooming morning glow on the horizon
Illuminates our journey of gathering wealth for the country.
When night falls,
We came back with great joy.
Carrying a golden full moon
With heavy good news.
Golden tax badge
Shining with our fiery passion
Blue tax suit
Carrying our broad minds.
Roll up a trickle
The vast waves that merge into the sea
Pick up the golden sands.
The Great Wall of Wan Li, which is a harmonious country.
This is the duty and mission of tax collectors.
This is the glory and dream of tax collectors.
We use loyalty and sweat
Create a * * * and a new country to take off.
The red notes are grouped into international songs.
Thoughts on the red spread of hammer and sickle
Although the world is constantly changing
May red always shine in the wind and rain!