Zhuhai Danshin Lyrics

Lyrics name: Zhuhai Danxin

Singer: Lv Yulang

Lyrics album: Eight Scenes of Yangcheng

The motherland is rich and strong.

Jubilation,

Warriors at the bridge,

Watch with guns.

Imitation of the heart of the Pearl River water,

Erhuang walked on the Shanghai-Zhuhai Iron Bridge,

watching the chimneys standing,

lifting his head to look forward,

a vast vastness.

An avenue in front of me,

Watching over the beautiful fields,

Vast and prosperous.

Watch over that team of iron oxen,

The rainbow rises from the ground,

Watch over that pig's fat cane,

Ringing around the Pearl River.

The Haizhu Bridge spans the north and south banks.

Good old Haizhu Square.

The sun shines brightly,

Pinghu Lake and Autumn Moon buildings stand tall on both sides,

Grass is as green as a carpet,

Leaves are thick and flowers are fragrant,

a good piece of sunshine.

The siren sings,

People come and go,

Labor songs are sung.

Look at the stone statue of the hero,

Holding a gun and holding a flower, standing majestically in the square.

The heroes' stone statues,

are standing in the square with their guns and flowers, and their eyes are bright,

the soldiers of the People's Liberation Army are so powerful.

Dean heart,

Dean heart a beating.

For the liberation of the whole country,

The army fought in the north and south of the country,

Placing the red flag all over the Daxing'anling Mountains,

From the Qinling Mountains to the Pearl River.

Sweeping away the demonic atmosphere,

Flowers are red everywhere.

The reverse line of the center plate what a sea pearl square,

Nightfall,

also have a scene.

The night of the moon,

Pearl River as a silver chain,

Underground bright lights in the sky, the moon,

a silver light.

The tourists,

like colorful butterflies through the flowers,

come and go.

Lift your head and look,

Overseas Chinese Mansion,

Luminous.

Overseas Koreans,

Standing at the head of the building,

Looking at the stone statue of the hero.

Thinking of the present,

remembering the past,

Can't help but burst into tears.

Half a lifetime overseas,

has been bullied,

displaced and wandered.

Today, under the red flag,

watching the salt mountain snow white,

watching the rice sea golden.

Rolling flowers look at that South China Sea waves,

and cloudy dangerous waves.

The heart of a piece in Zhuhai,

Stick to the south of the motherland.