The original singer of Love is Deng Yuhua.

Deng Yuhua, Manchu, born in Beijing on November 6, 1942, is a soprano in China, a national first-class actress and honorary head of China Coal Mine Art Troupe. In 1959, he joined the China Coal Mine Art Troupe as a solo actor. In 1976, he joined the China * * * Production Party. In 1978, he was rated as a national model worker on the coal front. In 198, he entered the China Conservatory of Music for further study. Later, he served as an actor, deputy director and deputy head of the China Coal Mine Art Troupe.

He has visited and performed in Europe, Africa and Southeast Asia with the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe. He once sang interludes for films such as Tunnel Warfare and Sparkling Red Star. Deng Yuhua has visited Egypt, Syria, Algeria, Morocco, Tunisia, Viet Nam, North Korea, the United States, Malaysia and other countries, and made contributions to enhancing the friendship and cultural exchanges between Chinese and foreign people.

Lyrics of Deep Friendship:

Colorful clouds are floating in the air, and canaries are flying in the sky, alas! Hey! The Red Army is our own brother, and the Long March is not afraid of a long journey. Flowers are blooming in SOMA, and the Red Army has passed through our hometown, alas! Hey! The Red Army is taking the road of revolution, and the flowers of revolution are blooming in our hearts. Hey! SOMA is full of flowers, and the Red Army has passed through our hometown. The Red Army has taken the road of revolution, and the revolutionary flowers are blooming in our hearts. The flowers of revolution are blooming in our hearts.

colorful clouds are floating in the air, and canaries are flying in the sky, alas! Hey! The Red Army is our own brother, and the Long March is not afraid of a long journey. Flowers are blooming in SOMA, and the Red Army has passed through our hometown, alas! Hey! The Red Army is taking the road of revolution, and the flowers of revolution are blooming in our hearts. Hey! SOMA is full of flowers, and the Red Army has passed through our hometown. The Red Army has taken the road of revolution, and the revolutionary flowers are blooming in our hearts. The flowers of revolution are blooming in our hearts.