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Let the dead die!
Their blood was not shed in vain,
They were lying on the road with smiles on their faces,
as if they were nodding to us sincerely.
Their blood is painted on the map,
How many villages and cities are stained red.
They died gloriously,
We cannot shed tears for them.
The enemy is taking aim,
Don’t raise our hands!
Let the dead die!
Their blood was not shed in vain,
Let us not mourn or sigh,
A long journey lies ahead.
Let's go,
Don't let the news leak out during the struggle,
They have fulfilled their responsibilities,
We still need to cheer up.
1929,11.
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Big characters written in blood,
Lying on Nanjing Road,
This unforgettable Days -
embellish the annual...
big characters written in blood,
carved with thousands of shouts,
This unforgettable day——
Tens of thousands of angry hearts...
The big characters written in blood,
record the course of the conflict,
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This unforgettable day——
How many traitors are grinning ferociously...
"Five Thirty" yo!
Stand up and walk on Nanjing Road!
Shoot the light of your blood to the end of the sky,
Project your strong posture to the Huangpu River Estuary,
Project your bell-like prophecy Shock the universe!
Their heaven today,
Their hell tomorrow,
Today our blood is written in words,
Their hell tomorrow Tears can be bathed.
I am the beginning of a rebellion,
I am also the eldest son of history,
I am Haiyan,
I am the peak of the times. prick.
"Five" will become a yoke of revenge,
"Thirty" will become an iron fence imprisoning the enemy,
"Five" will be divided into sickles and iron Hammer,
"Thirty" will become a shackle and a cannonball! ...
The two words in blood should no longer shine brightly.
The voices of millions of people are firm enough.
This day should be destroyed immediately!
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Today,
We must hold high the red flag,
Today,
We must prepare for battle!
What are you afraid of, iron cars, tanks and guns?
Our great team is the Great Wall!
What are you afraid of, beheading, shooting, or jailing?
The blood of our youth will never run out!
We are mobilized,
We are prepared,
Today we must, must rush, rush, rush,
Breakthrough That devil’s palace of capitalism.
We are the ones who cannot be killed.
We are the ones who cannot be deceived.
In order to liberate our own class,
we charge into battle. , regardless of one's own safety.
The cannon sounded loudly,
The whistle sounded in vain,
We rushed to the street,
We held the great "May Day" “Demonstration!
We hold hands,
We stand shoulder to shoulder,
We live an inhuman life,
There is only struggle Only then can we untie the chains,
Beat the heavy shackles on the ground,
Tear the despicable deception to pieces,
We must use our blood and flesh to Fight to the end!
We must kill all our enemies,
Never mind the imperialist Kuomintang,
Never mind the liquidationist reorganizers,
Not even half of the gentry and warlords are left!
If we don’t establish our own political power——
We believe, we believe, we will never recover! ......
1930.4.25
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We are the Bolsheviks of the youth,
Everything - is steel:
Our minds,
Our language,
Our discipline!
We were born in the flames of revolution,
We were born in the rhythm of struggle,
We are the sons of the times,
We are brothers of the masses,
On our cradle,
the red flag of the October Revolution is flying.
Beside us are the bloody waves of world revolution,
In front of us is world communism.
We are the vanguard of the toiling youth,
Our slogan is "struggle"!
Loud and bright, - our trumpet,
High, - the flag is blood red,
What is our march?
"Young Pioneer"!
Greatness is our team,
Infinity is our brother,
Communist Youth League,
New Era The protagonist.
We are the mortal enemies of the bourgeoisie,
We are the little thugs in the old society,
We want to fight and destroy,
< p> Turn over the old world, break the ground with the tip of the plow,Take back the mountains and rivers of workers!
We will crush the heads of the capitalists,
kick the fat belly of the landlords,
Weep and tremble!
We want to sing and dance.
On top of your heads,
We build a new city,
On your ruins,
We build a new city The main road,
The victory of communism,
where the sun shines.
We are not afraid of death,
We do not cry,
We want to destroy,
We want to build,
Our flag shows:
Ax, sickle and blood.
The alarm bells of battle are ringing in the sky,
It’s time for the proletarian youth of the world to unite!
Gather under the banner of the Communist Youth League,
Dawn is ahead——
Prepare bayonets, guns, and attack!
1930 "May 30th" commemoration
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(Consider it a farewell speech to a "class"! )
Farewell, my dearest brother,
Your letter contributed to my determination,
What I hate is that I can’t hold my last hand. ,
Then step forward independently towards the future.
Twenty years of brotherly love and compassion,
Twenty years of protection and upbringing,
Please in this last drop of tear,
Take it back as a nightmare.
Your sincere teaching makes me grateful,
Your sacrificial cultivation makes me admire,
But this cannot keep me from saying goodbye to you,
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I can't help but change to the other way.
On your side, yo, brother,
There is comfort, achievements and fame,
These are the titles and salaries awarded by the rulers,
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Or a tall hat made of tissue paper.
As long as I promise,
"I will go in and follow the instructions,"
I can easily get everything,
From the name to the paper hat.
But your brother is hungry now,
Hungry for eternal truth,
No glory, no merit,
< p> Just look towards the kingdom of truth and pay homage.Therefore, the screams of machinery disturbed his sweet dreams,
Therefore, the cries of the toiling masses shook his soul,
Therefore, he was worried all day and night,
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I want to be a Prome monk and steal light to the world.
Truth and wrath made him strong,
He is no longer afraid of the roar of the Emperor of Heaven,
He will sacrifice his life,
Not to mention that paper hat.
This is your brother’s future.
This future is full of dangers and thorns.
There are also black deaths and white bones. < /p>
There are also hailstorms and snow that can stun your muscles.
But he was determined to go forward,
The great light of truth shone below the horizon,
The terror of death could not retreat,
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The hot heart fire will dissolve the ice and snow.
Farewell, brother, farewell,
Let’s go our separate ways from now on,
The chance to meet again is,
When we and The class to which you belong is at war.
1929.4.12
Yin Fu (1909-1931): formerly known as Xu Bai, also known as Bai Mang, a native of Xiangshan, Zhejiang. Communist Party member. An outstanding poet of the Chinese proletariat. Since 1928, he has published revolutionary poems in the progressive publications "Running Current" and "Lenin Youth". Since 1929, he has been engaged in the youth workers' movement under the leadership of the party. He was arrested several times and severely beaten by reactionaries. After being released from prison, he continued to work on the revolution. In March 1930, the Chinese Left-wing Writers Alliance was established, and he immediately joined as a member. In May of the same year, as a representative of the Left Federation, he participated in the National Soviet Regional Congress. He was arrested in Shanghai in January 1931 and killed in Longhua on February 7. His remaining works include "Collected Poems of Yin Fu".