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汽车经过朝鲜被毁的城市,穿过正在燃烧、火光能熊的村庄,见到无数勤劳的朝鲜人民生活在瓦砾堆里,我常常想起听到过多次的朝鲜民歌:“春之歌”。一个年青、英勇、充满了鲜花的国家;正在为保卫幸福的生活而战;为了子孙后代和自已的独立和自由,年青的朝鲜民主主义人民共和国,以自己的血肉,正在抗击世界上最凶暴的侵略者。带着那样崇敬的心情,我生活在朝鲜的农村
The car passes through the ruined city of North Korea, passing through the burnt and tormented village and seeing countless hard-working North Koreans living in the rubble. I often think of the Korean folk song I heard many times: Song of Spring. A young, brave and country full of flowers; fighting for the defense of a happy life; for the sake of future generations and their own independence and freedom, the young Democratic People’s Republic of Korea, in its own flesh, is fighting against the most violent aggressor. With such a reverence, I live in the North Korean countryside