走上这高高的兴安岭,我瞭望南方,山下是茫茫的草原,那是我亲爱的家乡。清清的昆都伦河,我在那里饮过马,连绵的大青山,我在山下放过牛羊,亲爱的汉族兄弟和我们并肩战斗,在那些野草滩上盖起多少厂房。…… Embark on this high Xinganling, I looked south, the mountain is the vast grassland, that is my dear hometown. I was drinking clear blue sky over the Kundulun River, where I was drinking horses and rolling over the Daqingshan Mountains. I left sheep and sheep at the foot of the mountain. My dear Han brothers fought side by side with us and laid more plants on the weeds. ...