Spring tides are surging in the southern border and northern country, flowers are blooming in the mountains inside and outside the Middle Great Wall,

Flower clusters in front of Tian'anmen Square in Beijing, and stars are shining in the Great Hall of the People.

The great motherland's 60th birthday!

Songs like tides, flowers like the sea, colorful flags rolled across the land of God.

What do you see at this moment?

I saw the historical clouds reflecting the magnificent scroll,

I saw the ice breaking waves, riding the wind and the South Lake Red Boat;

I saw eighty-six spring and autumn journey long,

I saw a generation of great people nine days to catch the moon, the courage to stand on the prow of the ship, the words, pointing out the river and the mountains.

I saw the flare of war declared to the old world at the head of Nanchang,

I saw the vast grassland and snow-capped mountains on the Long March;

I saw the leader write an eloquent essay under the light of the Zaoyuan Garden,

I saw the children and grandchildren of the Yellow Emperor smiling,

The sunshine expresses the wish of an **** same:

"There is no new China without the ****production party", this heartfelt hymn has been sung year after year.

This song sings the boiling water of the Yangtze River and lifts the waves of the Yellow River,

This song ignites the passion of hundreds of millions of people to revive China.

I saw the drums of reform and opening up beating on the land of China,

I saw the 1.3 billion people running towards the well-off;

I saw the South China Sea, drawing a circle

I saw the "Spring Story" sung by the garden of a hundred flowers;

I saw the Chang'e lifted up to patrol the sky and look at the picture of the Milky Way,

I saw The Three Gorges of the Yangtze River is rippling with blue waves and starlight;

I saw the flying iron dragon driving into the roof of the world,

I saw the Olympic spirit infiltrating the hearts of Chinese children.

I saw the "Shenzhou 7" rise up into the sky, straight into the clouds!

I saw the children of China are building a harmonious home,

I saw the five old people are happy to spend their twilight ......

We also saw the Huanggang **, made a great contribution to the country.

Ah! The 17th Party Congress,

called us how not passionate, imaginative:

Look, the sacred South Lake Red Boat carrying China's destiny,

Breaking through how many rapids, through how many shoals,

Created an Oriental myth,

Took off in an Eastern splendor.

China's yesterday had splendor, sorrows and sufferings,

China's tomorrow, the clouds of the sun, the future is bright and brilliant.

The 17th National Congress of the Party will carry forward the past and carry on the future,

the journey to write a great renaissance of glory and solemnity.

Let us all be united along the route guided by the party,

Blazing through the thorns, innovative and enterprising, advancing with the times,

*** with the development of a new era full of sunshine!

The second song:

Ah! Another year has passed,

A new year is about to begin.

Time flies,

The joyous times seem like yesterday,

Wobbling and wobbling, all at once.

New Year's Day,

Another New Year full of laughter,

Perhaps, New Year's Day is spring,

Spring girl smells the wind,

bringing a gentle rain to welcome the New Year,

Perhaps, New Year's Day is winter,

Winter girl is stupid,

the next silver-white snow,

adding a beautiful picture for the New Year.

There are many new hopes for the new year,

Seniors are making full preparations for the examination of middle school,

deciding to make a hit in the final examination.

2009 is coming to an end,

2010 is just around the corner,

Let's lay the groundwork for the new year!

The third song:

New Year's Day, as good as a beautiful thing,

Look,

When New Year's Day comes,

Our faces,

will have the most brilliant smiles;

We put on our new clothes,

How divine we look!

New Year's Day is like a special holiday,

Look,

Mom and Dad,

Buy you lots of delicious snacks;

And many fun toys,

Buy them for you,

Let's make you feel surprised,

The same thing makes you feel the warmth of the family;

Let's make you feel the warmth of the family;

The same thing makes you feel the warmth of the family;

We wear new clothes,

We wear new clothes and we look so happy.

Ah !

New Year's Day is beautiful,

and happy.

The fourth song:

With the ringing of the New Year's bells,

the sound of firecrackers,

families are happy,

gathering together to enjoy well-being!

I sincerely hope,

in the new year,

family happiness,

will be successful!

We should ----

forget the unpleasant things in the past year,

and let it be history.

Facing the new year ,

we must -----

keep our feet on the ground!

Withdraw from arrogance !

To strive for their own ideals,

to create a new glory!

Firmly believe that:

As long as you pay,

there will be a harvest!

New Year,

Please you and I,

make the first wish,

in the days to come,

stubbornly struggle for it!

One thousand and one wishes,

May we soar freely in the skies of the new year

! ~

Song 5:

The little swallows returning south,

How are you?

Do you miss the spring in the north?

Here in the cold north,

In this season of blossoming thoughts,

The starless world ah desolate and lonely ------

Though the city city bustles with lights at night ......

Childlike innocent little swallow,

Angel-like lovely little swallow,

How are you ?

Is it like my dream ?

Which tall building or which high mountain do you often fly up ?

Gazing at the north like a blood-crying cuckoo,

It's a bleak state of mind to look around,

Far away from me and close to me,

Far away from me and close to me,

How are you?

You want the bird that scares my sweet dreams,

Bathed in the morning sun,

Speedily fly to you to fly to my dream --------

Bringing my best wishes and greetings for the New Year!

Swallow huh !

The swallow that has been lost for a long time--

Have you forgotten the north and the return date?

Forget the waiting in the spring forget the call of the blue sky ---------

But I always read you hope you bless you!

Sixth Song:

Spring flowers open,

Under the fiery red sun---

Listen, it's the chirping of hundreds of birds,

They knock with surprise,

The first doorway of spring.

White clouds carry warm thoughts,

Long-awaited greetings--

Again bringing us the blessings of the New Year,

Those heavy laughs,

Like a father's and mother's hands written with labor and harvest!

A cup of wine,

full of nostalgia,

drunk me in the windy morning,

wandering wanderer,

could not help but step up the pace of home!

My beloved maiden,

has not met for a long time,

as if the cobwebs in the old garden were slightly trembling,

silently grew into a cocoon !

While the spring breeze is still early, I have to hurry,

Good to ask the beloved girl a -----

Love she can be in this spring, blossom.

The clear wind, is blowing from afar,

There is the scent of a maiden,

with the whispers of the wild lilies ,

blossomed in a flash.

Greenly, the arms of a lover ,

tenderly entwined, embracing you in a hug,

plucking the strings of spring,

seasons so strongly irresistible in their distance,

as the earth nurtures hope .

I saw folks, on New Year's Day,

talking about the harvests of the past ----

counting the three hundred and sixty-five days and festivals,

speaking of spring,

the flames blossomed again in everyone's eyes!

That time of year, corn hangs in bunches under the eaves,

yellow joy ,

floating all over the home, so that people look at the heart ,

feeling excited and down-to-earth.

So inexplicably I remembered ----

One day many years ago when it was snowing,

a family photo taken by relatives together in front of the house.

Touched down the first drops of dew,

Dense, it is colorful ----

The ice and snow in the north melted,

The trees in the south spit green.

Tick tock in the sound of the car,

Driving all the way, that is the spring wedding,

Birth destined to arrive in happiness ,

Where are you going to wake up?

Listen to the holy singing -----

Beautiful everything in front of you,

Things that can be touched by the hand ,

Love at first sight like poetry and water ,

and then sweetly conceived in the spring .

But I still think of the village,

sitting in a field of villages,

flying in the direction of the river ,

Maybe it is the incessant breeze,

drawing me to look at the -----

first-growth of the youngest sister,

who is standing to greet the intersection of her home,

with the the pose of a spring flower,

offering you this poem of blessing -----