Text 丨Beilin passerby
Anchor 丨 Zhihao
You come from a sunset, a touch of sunrise
You come from the passion of fire, the light of youth
You come from the rushing blood of a nation
From an ancient totem from the East
You come from a magical land
A home of unrestrained enthusiasm
You come from an auspicious and noble tradition
A country steeped in five thousand years of culture
You are the primary color of life
It is a cluster of fireworks of justice and faith
You are hanging on the upturned eaves
A faith that does not fade for millennia
You are the color of the sun
It is a soaring dragon
In the dazzling sun
The glory of life that is reflected
Chinese Red
You are the joy that erupts in my eyes
It is a pair of couplets and firecrackers that shake the sky year after year
You are the footprints of the descendants of Yanhuang who have walked together for generations
It is the rise of the bloody rain and wind at the time of phoenix nirvana
You are the red belt of the Loess Plateau gong and drum
It is the red hijab of the deep girl's daughter who is married to the mimosa
You are the red courtyard wall in the flying snow
It's Chinese New Year's Eve strings of red lanterns at night
You are the blood of our nation
It has lasted for thousands of years in the long river of history
You are the background of Chinese civilization
It sets off our culture and the soul of the nation that lives on
You are the flame of life after fire
Hugging tightly one new spring after another
You are a flag that leads us through the swamp of history
Head towards a sunny spring with a red glow
Whenever I see this bright red color
I will think of our motherland
I will think of the blessing words posted upside down on the door of the old house
I remembered the Red Envelope that my mother had placed next to my pillow during the Chinese New Year
It will remind you of our China
I think of the blood-stained mountains and rivers
And the character of the descendants of Yan Huang who are reborn in the fire and never stop improving
You are our banner
You are our totem
You are our refuge in life and with our dreams
It is the color with which we have lived for generations
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