A poem about fighting back in self-defense

1. Song led the heroic poem of self-defense counterattack-the heroic spirit of southern Xinjiang-dedicated to the self-defense counterattack between China and Vietnam Author: Still water runs deep, brother, is that a blood-soaked kapok tree in bloom? Are the azaleas under the mountain red? Every year when it comes to red, Laoshan Blue stands tall like a hero. I haven't forgotten the mission of blooming, brother, and I won't forget you. For the highest interests of the motherland, blood spilled on the battlefield and blood flowed out. In April, southern Xinjiang paid homage to the immortal who died. At the moment when the eyes burst, the red flag burned, the bullets roared, the figure of Brother Wuthering crawled, and the blood of Brother Wuthering spilled and tore. At that moment, brother, the most painful brother, the soul of the motherland transformed into red soil in southern Xinjiang with military soul and body, and a towering mountain brother stood up. I promise that when Yingshanhong is in full bloom, I will see my mother, neither near nor far, and I will see the vicissitudes of white hair. Don't look back at that heartbreaking cry, that struggling figure brother. Brother, don't tell your mother that terrible scene. My brother's blood coagulation wound won't close his eyes. My brother kept filming when his arm was broken. This is an eternal statue. This is a solid backbone for the survival of the Chinese nation. Brother, brother, immortal brother, brother, although there is not even a word and a handful of ashes left, brother, if the invaders dare to challenge the dignity of the motherland again, don't worry, don't worry, the motherland blows the horn to wake up the sleeping tombstone brother, and the military soul is still with our ten thousand brothers in Qian Qian to defend the peace of the motherland! The dove of peace, the brother of the dove of peace, is your wings flying in the blue sky of the motherland.

Goodbye! Bye, mom! Mother's horn has sounded, steel guns have been polished, luggage has been packed, and the troops are about to leave ... A passionate song spread all over the country in the late 1970s ... bid farewell to relatives, sweetheart, dear mother and motherland without hesitation, hand over life to the battlefield, defend the dignity of the motherland with steel guns and cannons, and write magnificent poems with courage and blood. Singing loud military songs in a meaningless spirit ... On the Sino-Vietnamese border, listen, the sound of guns is deafening, watch, the mountains and the earth crack, and thousands of tanks approach the enemy with overwhelming momentum, crushing the ambition of the Vietnamese aggressors to dominate Southeast Asia and crushing the ungrateful Vietnamese puppet government.

It's dark, flying sand and stones. Click on the tank to move forward. Facing the enemy's gunfire, it's still moving forward, moving forward. It was a dead body that fell, but the road that kept moving forward was built. They ignited their anger against the enemy with young blood. They sang the praises of the hero with steel souls ... the sound of guns and bullets, and he dragged his leg and drove it. Going to the front, waves of earth-shattering shelling and moaning of ghosts and wolves destroyed the enemy's camp, shattered Yuekou's cannon, and wrote heroic poems of the righteous. On the edge of green rice fields, looking at several bodies lying not far away, he propped up many bodies injured by bullets and looked at the beautiful motherland behind him with deep affection.

On the cliff where the dead bodies were lying everywhere, although he had stopped breathing, he still kept shooting at the enemy, motionless in the earth-shattering gunfire. Under the collapsed house, the traces of fierce fighting are faintly visible. He was lying on the ground covered in blood, but his eyes were still firm in his belief in the victory of the war.

This is our soldier! They beat back the invasion of the Vietnamese army with steel guns, smashed the defense lines of the enemy camp with artillery fire, wrote the praises of heroes with youth, ushered in the dawn of victory with blood, and defended the dignity of the motherland with their lives ... They came back, dragging their exhausted and mutilated bodies, and shrapnel rattled in their bodies. They came back with the ashes of those who died for their country and their eternal souls.

They came back, carrying military flags dyed red by soldiers' blood and singing sad military songs. They turned into clusters of azaleas and dyed the slopes of southern Xinjiang red. They turned into a touch of camellias and bloomed on Yuan Ye in southern Xinjiang. They turned into orchids dotted with villages in southern Xinjiang, and they turned into kapok guarding the border defense lines in southern Xinjiang.

They sing immortal military songs ... they live with mountains and rivers forever ... and shine with the sun and the moon.

2. The poem "But You Didn't" written by a wife to her husband who died in the Vietnam War is very touching.

The content of this poem:

I remember I borrowed your new car the other day and dented it.

I remember that day, I borrowed your new car and it dented.

I thought you were going to kill me, but you didn't.

I thought you were going to kill me, but you didn't.

Remember that time I dragged you to the beach, and you said it would rain, and it did.

I remember that day, I dragged you to the seaside, and it really rained like you said.

I thought you'd say, "I told you so." But you didn't.

I thought you would say "I told you so", but you didn't.

Remember that time I forgot to tell you that the dance was official, and you showed up in jeans?

I remember that day, I forgot to tell you that the dance was a dress, but you were wearing jeans.

I thought you would dump me, but you didn't.

I thought you would abandon me, but you didn't.

Yes, there are many things you haven't done. But you tolerate me, love me and protect me.

Yes, there are many things you haven't done. You tolerate me, love me and protect me.

When you come back from Vietnam, I have many things to make up for you.

When you come back from Vietnam, I have many things to repay you.

But you didn't.

But you didn't

Extended data:

Love in Vietnam is a poem written by an American woman while sorting out the relics of her dead mother.

The Vietnam War is a war between South Vietnam (Republic of Vietnam * * *) supported by capitalist countries such as the United States and North Vietnam (Democratic Republic of Vietnam * * *) supported by Eastern bloc countries such as the Soviet Union and the "South Vietnam National Liberation Front". It happened in Vietnam (the main battlefield), Laos and Cambodia during the Cold War.

The Vietnam War was the most influential war that the United States participated in after World War II, and finally the United States was defeated in the Vietnam War. The Vietnamese People's Army and the Southern Vietnam National Liberation Front finally overthrew the Republic of Vietnam and unified the whole country.

Baidu Encyclopedia-Vietnam War

3. The counterattack against Vietnam in self-defense is not as simple as that on the first floor. You can't listen to history and believe in it. Some historical materials have to be discovered by yourself.

China's government is not so noble in propaganda, but it is not as dirty as some people say. My point is that the self-defense counterattack against China is a just war. It taught the invaders a lesson and safeguarded national sovereignty and territorial integrity. Although many problems were exposed in the implementation process, it was this opportunity that the S Army accelerated the pace of modernization and promoted the progress of China's national defense. Sometimes victory is not just a complete KO, so of course it is very chic and beautiful, but the price is amazing. The real meaning of war is to win the greatest victory at the least cost, which is king.

As for textbooks, this paragraph is very short, more because China and Vietnam are friendly countries at present. In order to seek common ground while reserving differences and avoid stimulating each other's emotions, this unpleasant history is mentioned as little as possible.

4. Sentences about the hard training of soldiers. A soldier who is a general is not a good soldier (Napoleon).

A flock of sheep led by a lion will defeat a flock of lions led by a sheep (Napoleon). The battlefield was dyed red with blood and died as a national hero (Dong).

The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle. Human life is limited, but serving the people is infinite. I will devote my limited life to serving the people indefinitely (Lei Feng).

Sacrifice me, and a billion people will be happy. The revolution bled without tears, and life and death were ordinary without resentment (Chen Yi).

Sweat more in peacetime and shed less blood in wartime. No matter whether it is bitter or not, think about the 25,000-mile long March; Tired or not, compared with the revolutionary predecessors.

Sweat and sweat do not shed tears, and flesh and blood do not fall behind. The Excellence of a soldier can often make up for the mistakes of a general (Monson).

For sacrifice and ambition, I dare to change the sun and moon into a new sky. The park stretches as far as the eye can see.