My Homeland

The motherland, you remember, I love you deeply.

My dear and great motherland, you are my second mother; you have given me the deepest love in my heart.

I am here by your side.

Finely...

Hear the rhythm of spring water flow

Hear the buzz of bees collecting honey

When the spring breeze comes, I smell the fragrance of the earth.

When the summer wind came, I saw the dense growth of the trees.

When the autumn wind came, I saw the beautiful scene of falling leaves.

When the winter wind came, I saw that plum blossoms are growing in different poses.

How much I want to be "back to the sky, autumn is cool"

Write a beautiful song and praise my beloved motherland.

Sixth grade: Huang Yanhong