I would sing bai "I love my motherland" du.
If I were to draw a picture,
I would draw "zhi my motherland".dao
If I were to compose a poem,
I would compose "Singing praises of my motherland".
Nowadays, I am writing a poem.
I would sing the praises of my country,
of her beauty.
Because she treasures the Great Wall of China and the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin;
Because she is the mother of Suzhou and Hangzhou and Guilin;
Because she owns Xishuangbanna and Xisha Islands.
I want to sing the praises of the motherland,
of her strength.
Because we have realized the dream of spaceflight;
Because we have succeeded in bidding for the Olympics;
Because we have joined the WTO.
I want to sing praises to my motherland,
Singing praises to her soul.
Because she nursed Lei Feng and Lai Ning;
Because she nurtured Zhou Enlai and Deng Xiaoping;
Because she created Sima Qian and Xu Beihong.
Ah, Motherland!
Millions of rivers are your hair,
Sheer mountains are your green blood,
The water of Dongting Lake is your bright eyes,
The Tibetan Plateau is your hard spine,
Beijing is your beating heart,
Guilin mountains and waters are the emerald on your head,
Plum trees and peonies adorn the earth are the clothes on your body,
Plum trees and peonies adorn the earth. The earth is the clothes on your body.
I would like to turn into a poem, a painting, a song,
and sing your praises forever:
My mother, the Chinese People's **** and country.
Chinese Dragon, take off, the 21st century is the stage where you star!