Poetry about revolution

Li Dazhao

A plain blue jacket.

A faded gray robe

"New Youth" rings the morning bell

Morning bell, wake up young people.

An article "The Victory of Ordinary People"

Huge red waves

Peking university honglou denghuo

Shining China.

The course of thirty-eight years

A thousand generations of coquettish.

Buried with tombstones *

Be proud of the nation.

Standing is clearly a charged soldier.

Fallen is still the forerunner of revolution.

Life is a flying flag.

The soul is a loud horn

Note:1On April 23rd, 933, when Comrade Li Dazhao was buried, * * * was produced by him.

I sent a cylinder of stone tablets engraved with sickles and axes. Because of the situation at that time, I could only

Buried underground with him. The author once said, "A monument cannot be erected and buried together."

Listen to the tide "sentence, refers to this matter.

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Liu Hulan

"The greatness of life is the glory of death!" Mao Zedong

Shy bud

Haven't had time to bloom yet

The girl's boiling blood

Red and sad morning sun

That drop of blood, hay cutter

I wonder who collects it.

The short life of fifteen.

It still smells good today.

Hulan Hulan Hulan Hulan Hulan Hulan Hulan

-Times are calling for faith.

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Giojuru

I dreamed that you were still alive.

Has been transferred from Lankao

Sitting in the jeep "2 12"

Running on the Gobi Desert-

Are you investigating water resources?

Is it to control sandstorms?

You've met Kong Fansen.

Hug tightly when you meet.

He said you lost a lot of weight.

You said he was often black.

I woke up in a cold sweat.

Rummaging about in the study

Find the yellow "old three" *

Still thinking silently on the bookshelf

Mao Zedong

Long March

The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle. Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills. Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold in the iron bars. I'm glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile.

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

The sky in Liupanshan is high and the clouds are light, and the geese flying in the south are broken. If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero, but you will fight for 20,000. At the top of Liupan Mountain, the red flag flutters in the west wind. Holding a long tassel today, when will it be a black dragon?

Manjianghong Qiu Jin

I live in the capital, and it's the Mid-Autumn Festival in a blink of an eye. The chrysanthemums under the fence are in full bloom, and the autumn colors are distinct, as if they had just been scrubbed. Embattled on all sides, eight years of unique flavor. They desperately want me to be a lady, but how dismissive I am! I am physically weak, and all men are listed; But my heart is stronger than a man's. I have been brave all my life, because people are often hot. Who knows me? When a hero has no way out, it is inevitable to encounter setbacks. The world of mortals, where to find a confidant, blue and wet!

A word speaks for itself.

There is a curse, and there is a fire. Although it hasn't been said for five thousand years, can you guess the silence of the volcano? Maybe he suddenly became possessed, and suddenly a thunderbolt exploded in the blue sky: "We China!" " What should I say today? If you don't believe Cycas can blossom, listen to this sentence: When the volcano can't help being silent, don't tremble, stick out your tongue and stamp your feet until the blue sky explodes with a bang: "Our China!"

easy

The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight. Noble and clean until the snow melts.

Chen Yi and Meiling are three chapters.

How does it feel to be beheaded today? There are many difficulties in starting a business I will go to Quantai to recruit Kibaki and behead Yamaraja with100000 as the standard. It has been ten years since the smoke started in the south of China, and this head must be hung abroad. After death, you work hard and good news flies like paper money. The reincarnation revolution is home, and when it is spilled with blood. Today, the world is full of free flowers.

775th anniversary, Chen Yi.

Today is a difficult day for the Anti-Japanese War, and many new graves enlighten me. In five years, the game-writing protocol turned over the sea, and a red heart shone on the Han flag. In junior high school, I forbear to see the emperor standing, just asking to make a pot for myself. Nine fights, the same hatred dares to fight with a billion people.

Cheguo Xingguo Laoyingpan Chen Yi

In the war, the blood turned over, and now I am alone in the old camp. No one knows about the abandoned land of the barren platform, and it is very hurt.