Poems of volunteers returning to China

The poems of volunteers returning to China are as follows:

1, the eternal soul of the Sun, Moon and Qin Dynasty, aided Korea and resisted America. On Shangganling, flags are dancing, bones are loose and drums are beating. Drive away tigers and leopards, disperse wolves, and it is difficult to make a hero in a hundred battles. The mountains and rivers are innocent and loyal to the soul, and the heroic spirit lasts forever.

2, a red flag and an encirclement, 20 flying 20. Watergate washes away the tears of heroes, and the natural moat shows the return of martyrs. The weather in other countries has changed, and the friendship between China and North Korea has turned brilliant. Because of the bones of the battlefield, I don't forget the loyal soul to serve the country.

3. Go to Chao Young Lang, die for the country and bury each other. I am looking forward to the Spring and Autumn Period, and my mother will go back to her hometown today.

4. The wicker lake outside Fengtian City is the place where Japanese invaders ravaged and slaughtered China. Blackwater corpse is angry at the sea, and Baishan blood is stained with Shu Ren. The iron flow is rolling to drive away the ghosts of the sun, and the bonfire is raging to defend the country. How can we eliminate the hatred of the world for thousands of years?

5, the pines are full of mountains, you are awesome, thinking of the snow and tears of that year. The gun marks of the bunker are gone, and the outline of the trench is still snuggling. Sweat flowed in the tunnel, nourishing the sand, and blood splashed on the barren hills to dye the combat helmet. Sacrifice a thousand years, and the dream of hometown will come true.

6. The military camp bombed the door in September, and the Japanese invaders were like ghosts. The earth is lost and the world is dark, and the mountains and rivers are deeply guilty. Killing and robbing, trampling and destroying blood and tears. The iron horse family has a mighty soul, and today I don't forget the heart of the tiger and the wolf.

7. After several years of wind and rain, a pontoon bridge is not allowed to worry. Soak in the natural water color of Bijiang River, rub the blue, and draw a mirror to reflect the woodland. Pavilions and pavilions cluster in Nanling, and clouds and smoke reunite in Shengzhou. No one has ever been a passer-by. Today's crossing is sightseeing.