* Jon Jonson *

I love the bright green of the branches in spring, the pink of the lotus in summer, the crimson of Qiu Feng, the whiteness of the snow in winter and the colorful nature, and I cherish the blood flag of the Chinese people even more. The overwhelming bright red has awakened the sleeping mountains and illuminated the direction of the people of China.

Ah, party flag, the flag rising with the sun stands in the east of the world like a totem, showing the modern and contemporary history of China.

Ah, party flag, standing up the backbone bent by the invaders, gathered the idle wind of the Great Wall of Wan Li, gathered the deep madness of the Yellow River with nine twists, and fluttered for the presentation of great feats. As a result, the once anemic dragon took off under the call of party flag.

Ah, party flag. Even if the years are ups and downs, even if the road is bumpy, you always keep the country bright and eternal in the direction of hope. After the baptism of blood, what is destined to grow is a tall and straight belief.

Ah, party flag, you are the immortal totem of the Chinese nation. Every year inspires every China heart and flutters the greatest truth of mankind from generation to generation. Under your guidance, we built the immortal Great Wall with flesh and blood. The alliance of sickle and axe has propped up the backbone of the nation, honed the clank of iron, and created a prosperous, civilized and peaceful country. The ancient land of China shows beautiful scenery to the world, the fluttering flag is a picture scroll, Huangshan and Yellow Rivers exude the fragrance of grains, and the Yangtze River and Great Wall hold up your brilliance.

Ah, party flag, you guided us to trudge in the dark and fight against adversity. This bright flag, which attracted the world's attention on the land of the East, was in its prime, shocked the whole world, washed away the national humiliation for a hundred years, set sail for reform and made the future.

Ah, party flag, you broke through the darkness before dawn, turning chaos into dryness and magic. You are an immortal poem, you float when difficulties are in front of you; When the country is in danger, you will float. You are the blueprint of Zhang Hongwei, carefully designed by three generations of leaders and painted by hundreds of millions of people. You are a high-spirited and enterprising figure in 2 1 century, and you have made a brand-new China.

Day after day, year after year, let this pure heart bathe in bright red. Standing under the banner of the bright red and solemn Party, we solemnly swear: unswervingly follow party flag! Forward!