Cities of The People's Republic of China
As of 18 November 1997, the Government of the People's Republic of China banned localities from making and using local flags and emblems.
| Flag | Duration | Use | Description |
|---|---|---|---|
| May 1997–January 1998 | Flag of Harbin | A white, five-petal flower surrounding a snowflake on a dark green field | |
| December 1995– | Flag of Suzhou | ||
| December 1986–December 1997 | Flag of Nanjing | ||
| March 2009– | Flag of Shangrao | ||
| March 2006– | Flag of Kaifeng |
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