5000 years of wind and rain hide how many dreams? Yellow faces, black eyes, the smiles are unchanging. 8000 years within mountains and rivers, like a song. No matter where you come from, or where you'll eventually be.
The same tears, the same pain, we'll leave the experienced hardships within our hearts. The same blood, the same kind, the future still has dreams, we'll open them together.
Hand in hand, don't separateyou and me, proudly walk forward
Let the whole world know we are all Chinese ppl
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