I like the four lines written by martyrs best.

1, Lei Feng:

Treat comrades as warm as spring,

Treat work as hot as summer,

Treating individualism is like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

Treat the enemy as ruthlessly as winter.

2. Mao Zedong:

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The spring departed in wind and rain; With flying snow it’s back again.

Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.

Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.

When she was in bloom, she laughed in the bushes.

3. Li Dazhao:

Young people are the king of life, the spring of life and the glory of life.

4, Yue Fei: Man Jianghong is not idle, white and young, empty and sad.