The national anthem of the Chinese people * * * and the national anthem of the Chinese Young Pioneers Team Song of the Chinese Young Children Team I salute my motherland! The national flag is solemn, the national emblem is shiny, and the motherland is colorful. The motherland is like a mother. How old are the motherland and my motherland? The motherland's

grows in the embrace of the motherland in spring and sings a song to praise the motherland. Our beautiful motherland embraces the lovely Chinese mother's red scarf. The cross-century new generation of hand-in-hand songs let us hand in hand with the care of the Gulangyu Wave Party. Dear Li, I love Venus. I love the party's red scarf. The growth depends on the party's beautiful flowers to the sun. How happy we are and how happy we are to sing our field festival. Fireworks Festival Dance Music of the Day * * * Giving birth to children's group songs, Shandandan blossoming, brilliant guerrilla songs, defending the Yellow River, supporting the army, and marching on the flower drums left by martyrs. This is where Premier Zhou worked. We want to be a good boy like Lei Feng. Uncle Lei Feng, please listen to me and answer my birthday gift. I sing a song for the teacher. The teacher understands me best if I am a teacher's holiday with flowers. Dear teacher, what are you thinking about? The world can't live without your teacher's four seasons. I love Milan, teacher-mother, red candles and flowers deeply love the lovely school. What a beautiful campus, the ringing of the campus, the wind of the campus. We are friends, holding hands and singing and smiling at the sea. Hometown white sails grow up in the cradle of knowledge, with colorful notes and green fairy tales. Childhood is like a song of friendship among young pioneers, golden childhood, happy time and joyful cheerleading. I am a child from Zhuo Ma on the Yarlung Zangbo River, a young sun from the north, a ripe apple, a sunny love, a young athlete, a March, a sunflower and a little girl on a swing. Where do you pick mushrooms? The beautiful childlike girl who plays the yueqin knocks on my small wooden drum. The round fairy tale hymn is better than the endless happy songs that can't be sung by the slugs on the ears of many stars. The Zhuang family boy grows up under the red flag. The Red Army "Wawake" Dai family doll laughs and laughs, and the spring dance makes a snowman all the year round. I'm thinking of a happy party. Quietly, quietly, put pigeons on the Great Wall and shake hands on the Great Wall. The spring of the motherland has come. I like spring, my morning glory, beautiful sunflowers, golden keys, mountains, and time holds out all the love to the stars, a small camel bell, a piccolo, a small swift and a small white sail that gently blows a drizzle and learns to fly. Little Haiyan, we are the birds in the happy little dove forest, the little poplar creek and the sea, the moon, the stars, the sun, the colorful clouds and the spring rain. What charming and happy seeds are sent to distant boats, small trees and grow up quickly! Where is the tree planting seedling in spring, summer, autumn and winter? The sun comes out of Liuyang River, and it's happy to guess the pastoral. Half a moon climbs up in the moonlight and sings two hours, and the cowherd turns in circles. Jasmine, Chinese cabbage, Chinese cabbage and swallows echo in the valley. Petals fly to Taiwan Province, and a bird flies to the sky. We live in the same planet, and 56 ethnic groups sing a song together. We * * * With the world guess who I am, quietly listening to the children on the rain and the moon, and planting my heart in the spring. Without the * * * production party, there would be no new China. When the national flag rises slowly, China * * * Youth League sings our * * * and the motherland! Motherland! I love you! Growing up in the embrace of the motherland, I dedicate the most beautiful songs to the motherland. Like my mother, I will sing a song to the party. I love Tiananmen Square in Beijing. Who will give me that we love peace? Premier Zhou and we are close to Chairman Zhu De. Learn from Lei Feng's good example. Lei Feng is among us. The uncle of the People's Liberation Army is still standing guard to learn to be the song of the Red Scarf of the People's Liberation Army, the song of the Young Pioneers, and the happy squadron young flag-bearer teacher! Good morning! Give a song to the teacher. Teacher, don't walk in front of the teacher. The song of the little master, the March of the young athletes, the morning exercises and the exercise for the motherland. Let's do radio exercises. The sewing kit of the five love songs on the way to school is a family heirloom. Let's be polite since childhood. The world needs a warm heart to see the world of books. I wish you a happy holiday. Birthday candles fly quickly. Grow up quickly. One two three four five six seven The children of the She family are really happy. The golden childhood spreads its wings and flies. Friendship blooms. Wan Li fragrant little ball flashes silver light. Tibetan teenagers accumulate fat songs. The song of the exploration team. Shepherd ballads turn over and ride on the little flying horse. Goose seagulls and spring girls come. Lovely Spring Excuse me, bird, spring breeze, spring hiking, green motherland, star songs, lovely little white poplar, young pioneers, afforestation songs, small pine trees, mowing songs and singing Chinese folk songs alone. When I grow up, I will be your friend forever. chinese baby, without the motherland, how can I grow up in the embrace of the motherland? The motherland in spring is your birthday today. China China is unforgettable. Looking up at the map of the motherland tonight is in your dream. In my dream, I think of Chairman Mao. We are flowers, and we love the spring season. The fairy tale wish of spring is our wish. The colorful bridge goes to the teacher of Taiwan Province Island, and the love of a good teacher on holidays. The teacher's heart Every time I walk past the teacher's window and listen to my mother tell me about the past, I sing a lullaby to my mother. I love my mother's eyes. My mother gives me a heart. I thank my mother for being by my mother's side. My mother and my mother Gesangla are the birthday dolls on the Yellow River in my home. I'm a little singer. Please sing a song to the wild geese in the small wooden house in the mountain nest. The blind aunt's local accent basking in the moonlight in the forest? The homesickness picks a bunch of flowers, the Yellow River, My Chinese soul, the ballad by the lotus pond, is in the shade. I fold a small paper boat, bend a small wooden boat, the moon boat, and the stream is ringing. Hai Wa's song, the cradle of the sea, plants the sun, paints the sun, the sun and the moon are not as good as my moon. The moon is curved like a golden hook, and the moon is curved. I love my hometown. The grassland is our home. I am a small singer in the countryside. I'm a little singer in the mountains, I'm Miao's little Micai, I'm Yugu's little shepherd, small snail, small white poplar, small umbrella, small sickle, small bamboo bridge, small melon shed, small flute, small shoulder, my river can sing, small rocking car in childhood, beautiful little conch cow, little girl picking mushrooms and picking up rice ears, good morning, Ten minutes is the most beautiful winter in the south. There is no snow. There is such a good friend. The farmer in the water town has a sweet heart. The children in the mountains love the little Balang who plays the tambourine. The sun of my childhood, the colorful childlike innocence of my childhood is a bird, cherry red, playing autumn, playing slippery and picking golden autumn, painting four seasons, rain flowers, stones, wild chrysanthemums, small pine forests in the clouds, my beloved little carriage, how I want to see it, please come to my dream and don't pick me up, grass, Grass, Peacock, Peacock, Water, Hen and Firefly go far away. I think the spring water here is the sweetest. I am a small rider on the grassland. Tujia children welcome guests. I pick strawberries, catch loaches and collect ling. Children in fishing villages have round green spaces and square black eyes. My small basket sings a duet to my grandmother. Performing and singing to catch up with the new century, two little girls, grassland red scarf, heart-to-heart party, lovely school friendship flowers, which gold pole are you, blowing grass and whistling, fairy tales in winter, deep alleys, we are dear good friends, feed my big ox, pick stars and spend flowers, my mother's name is China, and I don't know anything about Adela camel world. My brother asked the blue sky monkey. Steamed cakes: I'll drive the train as a driver. The train runs to Shaoshan to pick watermelons and send strawberries. Jinggangshan plants pumpkins. Uncle Kuban is happy. Uncle Afandi Jaaksi looks at us and smiles. Little Yaya plants flowers. Three dolls plant sunflowers to make lanterns. On Sunday, three children on the Yangtze River Railway Bridge are no longer alone here. Children in the frontier love the army and suffer little. Song of annoyance: Little Cavalry, Beijing Baby in the Hutong, I called the stars to pick up shells. Grandfather Sun and Grandma Yue said to me, Look at the song "Cow". The little cow took a car pineapple and gave it to the People's Liberation Army. The little screw-cap sickle is my good partner. I have a pair of omnipotent black children, Celina West Lake flowers, and Chinese and foreign film and television songs. Red Star, the little hero of the Eight-way Road, takes me to fight. Red Star Song Cradle on horseback Grandpa plays moon cakes for me. Children of the poor love spring. Children's group songs, trumpeter's songs, grassland hymns, I'm a happy little jingle bell. My mother told me that the moon is round and round. Let's paddle and plant flowers. Summer camp travel songs at the age of sixteen. blossoming flowers blooms to the sun. Wan Li Xiangbaicao Garden is spring. How good it is to shovel snow songs, little umbrellas take me to fly toy songs, little swallows, we are happy birds, little conch, the sun in the sky, good morning, we are bathed in the love world in spring, how can I grow up with seventeen-year-old candlelight? What is love? Dare to ask where the road is and go to the beautiful nature to sing a boat song and spring rain? It's me in the underground spring. I get in a small carriage. I love the stars in the sky. It's the most glorious work to draw quickly. Aha, the black cat sheriff, the little gourd doll, the cute little macaque, the good friend Beibei, and the puppy ski song. Two good friends received a small gift. Peacock gave it to Snow Lotus of the People's Liberation Army. A gratifying day for Beijing birds and birds. How wonderful the Danube waves are! The red flowers of the revolution are blooming and crying. I hope my sister will go home early. As long as my mother smiles, the guerrillas sing red scarves, and the memories of the harvest of apples in summer nights, the sincerity and love of the two little stars make me happy. The birthday song recalls the last rose in my childhood, and the summer scenery is infinitely good. The teacher's notice is that the lovely Smurfs Leo's song Astro Boy's song is not afraid of the clever song Flower Fairy's song. Am I an elf? Good morning, mom. Good morning, Maya Song Kesai. It's best to rush. I'm late. Happy birthday to those who can't make it. I don't have a line on me. The song of Transformers Kitty Disney Mickey Mouse People call me Donald Duck's labor song. I hope to go home from work and turn edelweiss into rice. The lonely shepherd's foreign songs are in our hands. The song of orange stalks, the song of North Korea, the song of small white boat and the song of spring, the elephant and the drum. Spring is coming and it's raining. Four Seasons Songs of my hometown Seven Little Crows Playing the flute Children Red Dragonfly Toy March Forest Waterwheel Cherry Blossom, Cherry Blossom Eagle Mother's kindness to plant rice and sleep! Nani kitten lovely Lelong Lelong fish lantern song I wish you happiness hide-and-seek Tongqu Moon Song of Afghanistan Here is the river, there is the beautiful moonlight of the river, dear mom and dad, wonderful little village girl! Wonderful! My village is like a heroic guerrilla uncle. Get up quickly. My kitten lullaby. Who is he? Parrots and geese play games on campus to kill ducks and chickens. Papaya happens to have a small animal. There is a doll. My little sheep chats in my little garden. Polka lullabies, wild roses and trout. Good moon, you are so quiet. You are longing for the golden clouds in spring on Christmas Eve. Let's burn the beautiful days of doll summer camp and have a campfire! By the campfire, the young pioneers planted trees and sang songs. We are now the songs of spring for primary school students. There is a small white birch in the field. Dolby Nushka, a comrade, bravely marched forward in his hometown. The echo of the four little swans in the forest. Kelly, the little monkey, may the world always have the sun. My chicken and my pony are happy. Little bees report that spring has come and spring is riding on the wings of singing. Happy New Year, Happy Birthday Song, Merry Christmas, Calendar Song, Song of the Week, We are together, shining little stars, one, two, Baby bird in cage 345, the cradle of London Bridge, the lovely home, our music, the joyful hall, the boat to France, the ancient songs, the shepherd girl in the distant forest, and the little star still sleeping? Long live the street youth commune, goodbye friends, swans, fruit trees, seedlings and children. The field is calling my banjo and rowing me out to sea, lullaby, cable car mulberry. Tower Lucia dolls and bears dance and paint little workers mow grass songs in the zoo, flute and cuckoo in Kajideluo forest, and the shepherd boy looks after goslings, shepherds and sings folk dances, and misses the motherland. The earth is as beautiful as a corolla, and I am a young pioneer in my trip. See you in the summer! Beautiful summer vacation, children, come and sing and dance, the song of primary school students. Fly, Xiaoyan, the beautiful morning glow. We are happy children. Duck, blue Yatran, the joyful summer camp, the March of the little drummer, the train started in May's dusk. The shepherd's song, the bonfire, the goat, Paul's hen, the young singer, the mandolin, the little donkey climbed the hillside to sleep, and the morning star, please come and have a look at our farm harvest song. Christmas, summer and spring talk about the crisp shepherd's flute and salad