We know only victory, For our name is youth. Following our great Party, Shine forth, O Youth!

to long for one's youth

Though our answer seems simple and plain, It carries a pledge of allegiance unwavering. We will uphold these few words, Ready to sacrifice our youth and life at any moment.

Think about those young people In the northern border, away from their beloved hometowns, How did they battle through snowstorms to build the railway —Was it for the sake of their names being remembered?

The only humans that appealed to me were the artist and the revolutionary, as is to be expected in youthful days brimming with childishness.

This vast earth, a field of hopes and labor, The rich and fertile farmlands call to us: Let’s dedicate our youth to the hometown that gave us birth, And ensure each year a bountiful harvest.