The east brightens as the red clouds arise, the sunrise over Shaoshan lights up the nine provinces
The spark of Jinggang ignites the prairie, the treasure pagoda by the Yan River points the way
Eight years of war drive out the invaders, three years of thunder break the enemy camp
Spring thunder shakes Tiananmen, long live the people shaking the heavens
Iron plows break through a thousand years of snow, steel sparks scatter like stars in the sky
The red flag rolls up the serfs’ halberds, white paper paints the industrial city
Suddenly hearing the dark wind tearing the great banner, anger boils in the chest
Millions of workers and peasants rise together, steel guns like a forest facing the sun
On Chang’an Street flows the pine formation, Jinshui Bridge spans iron-armored walls
Children and elders spread the red sayings, couples compete to embroider the shining badges
Willing to build the Great Wall with flesh and blood, willing to use heads as boundary markers
Only let the soul follow the Big Dipper, not let foxes and rats shake Yao’s domain
Kunlun may collapse but still stands, the vast sea dries but the heart remains unchanged
If asked what this feeling resembles? The Yangtze and Yellow Rivers rush to the ocean
The five continents shake with wind and thunder, loyal hearts protect the red flag
Silver hoes split the dark clouds, iron arms hold up the Chairman’s flag
Two bombs angrily rebuke the imperial revisionists, one star forever shines in the eastern dawn
How can demons slander the sage? Eight hundred million in China are all mighty warriors
In the deep desert loyal souls gather, on the Gobi desert vows are made
Ten years sharpening the sword to cut wolves, one day the bright blade protects the truth
Workers and peasants rise gripping golden spears, patriots proudly uphold the iron wall
Swear to keep the spring in the rivers and mountains forever, the Chairman’s brilliance shines in the blue sky
Do you not see
The red flag rolls across the nine provinces together, loyal hearts toward great unity
Do you not see
Generations of wisdom shine like sun and moon, great achievements illuminate the sky
If the Chairman’s battle flag remains, dare to let the whole world be red!
This poem was improvised by me tonight, if anyone has ideas, you can compose a tune.