I stand in front of the map of the motherland

I stand in front of the map of my motherland.

Look colorful,

They are all image languages.

The golden is the desert,

Dark brown is the mountain,

The blue is the lake,

The green is the plain,

Light green is the swamp.

Light blue is the bay······

Motherland, I tell you,

I grow so healthy,

Because I have a

9.6 million square meters

Huge cradle.

Mount Everest,

Raise your hand to be able to fly.

Nansha Islands,

Spread the string of pearls.

Wuyue is so handsome,

Rivers and rivers are sailing.

Down the river,

Look at the dangers of the Three Gorges.

Look at the spectacular sunrise.

Motherland, mother,

Your arms,

So wide and warm!

I stand in front of the map of my motherland.

Like looking at the mother's photo.

Mom, you are not old,

Just as youthful years.

I say hello to my mother,

Mom is smiling,

Silence is better than sound,

I know my mother's affection.

See where the railway is not open,

Ask where is the wasteland.

The desert is calling for green,

The river is thinking of the power station.

According to the grand blueprint,

Make a dress for your mother!

I stand in front of the map of my motherland.

Like snuggling around my mother...·····