Inheritance

Inheritance

It, The foundation of China.

Accompanying a thousand years of melodious civilization, Passed down from generation to generation.

From ancient times to slavery, From feudalism to today, Under the inheritance of culture, Filial piety remains forever.

It, The soul of China, The foundation of civilization, Generation after generation of hot-blooded men, Have written it upon the monument of history.

Perhaps, Traces will be washed away by wind and frost, And vanish, Leaving no sign behind.

Perhaps, As time passes and things change, The bygone years cannot be recovered.

Only, The foundation of civilization, Can be passed down through the ages.

Because, It, Is deep within our bones and blood, Saturated in our souls, Cleansing the essence of an era, Inheriting the civilization of China.

From ancient times to the present, Even if everything else is gone, Only the spirit remains, The soul of the nation still exists, Therefore, Civilization lives forever!

Only its existence, Keeps China in its youth, And allows the nation's elegance to endure eternally.

It, Is filial piety.

To inherit it, Is to inherit the civilization of China, Allowing civilization, under the weight of ancient accumulation, And the essence of the times, To bloom with the dazzling light, Of a brand-new era!

Keep going.

Author's Note