In our textbooks here, the motherland is like mother, the song of the seven sons, growing in the spring of the motherland, today is your birthday, China, I fly a spaceship into the blue sky, play horse folk songs, five-finger folk songs, The little bear crossing the bridge, the little boy, the singing on the Nile River, rowing a boat when the sun goes down, spring is coming, the silver carriage comes from the sky, the snowflakes whisper to me, walking in the snow to find plum blossoms.