造  就 中  国  梦

                                      即使脚下的土地，
                                      都已经干裂。
                                      他们的花朵，
                                      依然对着太阳，
                                       顶礼膜拜！

                                       赤着脚走过，
                                       迎面扑来无数只
                                       带着冷刺的野蜂！
                                       毒素！
                                       依然在衍生1
 
                                       还是春天,
                                       落叶已经铺满大地.
                                       啊
                                       我的母亲!
                                       为了你  ,          
                                       干瘪的乳房.

                                        我激动！

                                        我发奋！

                                        我骄傲！

                                        即使是天空不再倒悬；
                                        即使是海洋不再癫狂；
                                        即使是候鸟不再北归；
                                        即使是伤口不再愈合！

                                        我也依然爱着我的母亲，

                                        一个名叫中国的母亲！

                                         这些所有，

                                         以不再是今天！

                                         因为，

                                         这些点点滴滴，

                                         坎坎坷坷，

                                         都化作一道道美丽的彩虹

                                         不，不不！ 

                                         是造就了一伟大而又神圣的

                                         中国梦！