I present you with related poems from ancient poems and modern poems, please refer to them! 1. The ancient poems are strong and don't worry about the end of the world, and they will pay for it.
why not drink Huanglong mansion and build a stormy building in China? The righteous poem is full of snow and sorrow, so why should the revolution be afraid of decapitation? Keep your son's arrogance, and avenge the king of Chu in three years! The last poem can be broken, the limbs can be folded, and the revolutionary spirit can't be destroyed.
a strong man's head is a party fall, but a brave man's body is a group crack. It doesn't matter if you behead a righteous poem, as long as it is true.
kill Xia Minghan, and others will follow. Goldfish can be free, but man is a prisoner.
nursery rhymes are dark and dense, and the official family is full of lights. People's pots are facing the sky, and officials eat soup pills.
2. Modern Poetry: Memorizing the Martyrs in Qingming Festival We can't forget, we won't forget, today's beautiful life stems from your blood and sweat dedication yesterday. Without your bloody struggle, we wouldn't be where we are today.
rest in peace, hero. With the deepest reverence, we walked into the martyrs cemetery.
Listen to the bloody inscription and live in our hearts forever! Qingming is coming, and we come to the monument to the martyrs. This is a holy pure land, where the heroes of the martyrs are placed. Martyrs live forever, monuments are eternal.
the east wind blows, the pine branches swing, and the young pioneers come to visit the grave. Staring at the tomb of the martyrs, the heroic spirit of the martyrs is still there.
revolutionary family heirlooms are handed down from generation to generation. For the rear organs, for thousands of villagers, thirteen-year-old Wang Erxiao led the enemy into an ambush.
His blood made the hills red, and his blood made the blue sky red. He is an example for us to learn. It rains in the Qingming Festival, and white flowers offer sacrifices to relatives.
remember the heroic deeds of the martyrs, with tears in your eyes. Martyrs' achievements shine for a thousand years, and the stars and torches are passed down from generation to generation.
Being born as a descendant of the Chinese people is extremely proud, and being born as a descendant of the dragon is not honorable. We are the founders and successors of the new century.
since childhood, I have set my ambition to serve the country, be a good builder and successor, and write a new chapter in China. 3. couplets: Tomb-Sweeping Day couplets: the spring breeze blows the ground again; Think twice about your relatives during the festive season.
Spring Festival when swallows come; Pear blossoms are backward and clear. Time flies in March; Two-point news apricot blossom knows.
when we meet, it rains immediately; I like to see apricot blossoms in front of trees. The breeze and bright moon are priceless; There is love near water and distant mountains.
Sophora japonica replaced by fire in spring; Apricot blossoms disappear from the rain and spread knowledge. Seeing things and thinking about relatives often dreams; The precepts are still in the ear.
beautiful scenery; The moon stars are rare and the sacrifices are many. Sacrifice to sweep the graves of ancestors every year; There is still the wind of the elderly everywhere.
Fire ban is early this year; Who is Feihua Town busy for? Cold food and rain spread for 15 days; Hua Xinfeng is coming for twenty-four spring.
the spring breeze has melted a thousand layers of snow; Younger generations will never forget the martyrs. There is endless water in the chest, and the sunset will hate forever; The spring breeze and the setting sun make many people worry about falling flowers and dying. 2. Poems about the memory of martyrs
I present you with related poems from two aspects: ancient poems and modern poems. Please refer to them!
1. Ancient Poems
Don't worry about the end of the world, but leave it to the east. When to drink Huanglong House and build a stormy building in China.
Poems on Righteousness
The sky is full of snow and sorrow,
Why should the revolution be afraid of decapitation?
I'm proud of my son,
I'll avenge the king of Chu in three years!
The last poem
The head can be broken, the limbs can be broken,
The revolutionary spirit cannot be destroyed.
a strong man's head is a party fall,
a strong man's body is a group crack.
it doesn't matter if you behead a righteous poem,
as long as it is true.
kill Xia Minghan,
and others will come later.
Goldfish
Fish can be free,
People are prisoners.
nursery rhymes
People's homes are dark and dense,
Officials' homes are full of lights.
the pot in the people's house is facing the sky,
the official family eats soup pills.
2. Modern Poetry:
Memorizing the Martyrs in Qingming Festival
We can't forget, we won't forget, today's beautiful life
stems from your blood and sweat dedication yesterday.
without your bloody struggle, we wouldn't be where we are today.
rest in peace, hero.
with the deepest reverence, we walked into the martyrs' cemetery.
Listen to the bloody inscription and live in our hearts forever!
Qingming Festival is coming, and we come to the Martyrs Monument.
This is a holy pure land, where the martyrs' spirits are placed.
martyrs live forever, and monuments are eternal.
the east wind blows, the pine branches swing, and the young pioneers come to visit the grave.
gazing at the tomb of the martyrs, the heroic spirit of the martyrs is still there.
revolutionary family heirlooms are handed down from generation to generation.
Thirteen-year-old Wang Erxiao led the enemy into an ambush for the rear organs and thousands of fellow villagers.
His blood dyed the hills red, and his blood dyed the blue sky red.
He is an example for us to learn.
There are many rains in Qingming Festival, and white flowers are sacrificed to relatives.
remember the heroic deeds of the martyrs, with tears in your eyes.
the martyrs' achievements shine for generations, and the stars and torches are passed down from generation to generation.
Being born as a descendant of the Chinese people is extremely proud, and being born as a descendant of the dragon is not honorable.
We are the founders of the new century, and we are the successors of the new century.
since childhood, I have set my ambition to serve the country, be a good builder and successor, and write a new chapter in China.
3: couplets:
Tomb-Sweeping Day couplets:
Spring breeze blows the ground again; Think twice about your relatives during the festive season.
Spring Festival when swallows come; Pear blossoms are backward and clear.
in March, time changes; Two-point news apricot blossom knows.
when we meet, it rains immediately; I like to see apricot blossoms in front of trees.
the breeze and bright moon are priceless; There is love near water and distant mountains.
Sophora japonica replaced by fire in spring; Apricot blossoms disappear from the rain and spread knowledge.
seeing things and thinking about relatives often leads to dreams; The precepts are still in the ear.
beautiful scenery; The moon stars are rare and the sacrifices are many.
annual sacrifice to sweep the graves of ancestors; There is still the wind of the elderly everywhere.
Fire ban is early this year; Who is Feihua Town busy for?
cold food and rain spread for 15 days; Hua Xinfeng is coming for twenty-four spring.
the spring breeze has melted a thousand layers of snow; Younger generations will never forget the martyrs.
there is endless water in the chest, and the sunset will hate forever;
The spring breeze and the setting sun make many people feel sad. 3. What are the poems commemorating the revolutionary martyrs?
1. "Memorial Tower of Revolutionary Martyrs in Linzi" The martyrs are loyal to the sky, and the white clouds caress with calmness.
God bowed his head and invited guests, and asked the people for a cup of tea. 2, "Linzi Revolutionary History Memorial Hall" jade wreath expresses the soul.
the martyr's fame is surging. Iron fist smashed the old world.
Zheng Gu holds up Huang Helong. 3. The Tomb of the Martyrs contains the spirit of pines and cypresses.
the shade of trees reflects the soul of loyalty. Sacrifice one's family and respect others.
encourage young people to report to the country. 4. No one knows the name of Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.
home is hard to find. Sleep here often and feel less lonely.
all the people who pay homage at the grave are relatives. 5, "Gan Yunqing" is strong-willed in the 28 th year.
struggle and support the former double model. Cutting off your arm is still unyielding.
heroes are more proud than Hulan. 4. What are the poems about remembering the martyrs
1. The head can be broken, the limbs can be broken, and the revolutionary spirit can't be destroyed. A strong man's head is a party fall, but a brave man's body is a group crack. -from Zhou Wenyong's poem
2. I lost my pride, Yang Jun lost her willow, and the willow was blown up to the sky. Ask WU GANG what he owns, and WU GANG holds out osmanthus wine. Lonely Chang 'e has wide sleeves, and Wan Li is dancing for the loyal soul. Suddenly, it was reported that the world had been crouching, and tears flew down and poured down. -from Mao Zedong's recent? Answer to Li Shuyi
3. Du Yu's voice woke up and it was Qingming Festival. Go to the cemetery Hunting with banners and elegies. In the spring of 1911, thunder shocked Chixian, and * * * and heroism rushed to Zhu Que. Remember that smoke filled the five Yangcheng, talking about blood. -from
The Tomb of Seventy-two Martyrs in Huanghuagang, Guangzhou
4. I hate the rest of my life too late. Covered up and sprinkled with clear tears, the smell of embarrassment makes Huang Liang feel more. This day, I am clamoring for the dust, thinking about heroes and heroes. -from "Man Jiang Hong" Rereading "Poems of Revolutionary Martyrs"
5. The artery runs through the Yellow River and the vein runs through the Yangtze River. The blood vessels of Huaxia River flow and nourish my heart, liver and bowels. Fire sees real gold, and revolution has weathered the storm. Patriotic poetry is spread in one vein, and the red flag spectrum is full of blood. -from "operator"? Thoughts on reading "Poems of Revolutionary Martyrs" 5. Memorizing the poems of heroes and heroes
Memorizing the poems of revolutionary martyrs (1) The clear rain is raging, and our tears are pouring out of our hearts.
Martyrs, today we gather together to salute you! Sing for you. We are like little pine trees by the monument.
We are always by your side. We are like flowers in a graveyard, sending you greetings and fragrance. Qingming rain is a bit of notes, writing a heroic chapter.
Poems in memory of revolutionary martyrs (II) Think back to that year, when the anti-Japanese bonfire burned the earth, how many soldiers fought bravely against the wind and rain in the bloody days. For the splendid rivers and mountains of China, they face the enemy's butcher's knife and smile for tomorrow; Eight years of anti-Japanese war won a heroic victory.
Back in those days, the bugles of the Liberation War resounded throughout the world; How many heroes are invincible in the rain of bullets? For the liberation of Chinese children, they hold high the torch to break through the darkness, and a single spark is lit in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people. Poems in memory of revolutionary martyrs (3) In the snowy forest, there is a thatched cottage where General Yang Jingyu lived; beside the billowing Ganjiang River, there is a hill where Comrade Fang Zhimin fought.
That thirteen-year-old Wang Erxiao! Brought the enemy into an ambush, but his blood dyed a mountain red. The 15-year-old Liu Hulan walked to the enemy's hay cutter with her head held high, and her fame has been passed down from generation to generation.
Poems in memory of revolutionary martyrs (4) Looking back at the history of the Chinese people's brigade, how many heroes died calmly and heroically; Walking into the green martyrs cemetery of pine and cypress, how many martyrs' spirits are buried here. In order to avoid the suffering of the next generation, life is great and death is glorious! It doesn't matter if you behead, as long as the doctrine is true.
Kill Xia Minghan, and there will be others later. Poetry in memory of revolutionary martyrs (5) Whenever we recite these just songs, blood rushes in our hearts, and the red scarf on our chest reflects the sunshine, just like the loyalty and strength of the martyrs, a white flower with a wish and a white flower with a greeting, which embodies the admiration of every young pioneer and weaves the vows of every little friend.
Poems in memory of revolutionary martyrs (6) Don't worry, dear martyrs, we will realize your last wish. We have a heart of gold, and we have a feeling of fire. Let us raise our arms high and solemnly swear to you: learn to be a man, learn to seek knowledge, learn to keep fit, learn to appreciate beauty, learn to work, learn to create and learn to survive.
Poems in memory of revolutionary martyrs (7) "Poems in memory of martyrs by Tomb-Sweeping Day" In March, everything revived and was full of spring. March, the most desirable day.
People will never forget to pay homage to the martyrs' tombs, remember the revolutionary martyrs, watch the deeds of martyrs, learn the spirit of martyrs, and embark on a red journey. See? Listen? Feel it? The heroism of revolutionary martyrs and the hard-won good life today! In front of the martyrs cemetery, I stood and took a picture. At this moment, my heart is surging. Can we follow the footsteps of martyrs? ! Can we carry the red flag? A passionate, an exciting, a thinking, a question.
when I was in kindergarten, I learned the deeds of Luo Shiwen and Che Yaoxian from my parents and teachers. The * * * proletarian was unyielding in the face of the enemy's butcher's knife and was deeply rooted in my young mind. When I was in primary school, I met "Little Radish Head". He was as old as us and his deeds were so heroic.
I also read from books that the revolutionary ancestors fought bravely for the happiness of the people, the liberation of the nation and the future of the motherland. Today, in front of the sculpture of "Little Radish Head", I still feel that he is young and heroic. What is he thinking calmly? Does he feel childish? I read "Eight Opinions in Prison" repeatedly, as if I saw the bright red blood of the martyrs.
when sacrificing personal interests and lives, can we be like martyrs without regrets? Now, in the process of modernization, how can we realize the martyr's legacy? Facing the martyrs, I feel that as an ordinary party member, we should raise the banner of national rejuvenation! Comfort the martyrs, we are experiencing new feats! I have worked hard in spite of the wind and rain, and I have composed new songs on the road to reform! We use our lives to write wonderful lives like martyrs, and the strength of our motherland depends on ourselves! Poems in memory of revolutionary martyrs (8) Looking back for a hundred years, the long years, old China, bullying by foreign powers, loss of sovereignty, broken mountains and rivers, and countless lives. In the face of the greatest humiliation and danger of the Chinese nation, many people with lofty ideals have generously lamented and fought bloody battles at the forefront of the revolution.
It was they who made China resolutely walk out of the sick man of East Asia, who rewrote the tragic history of the Chinese nation for a hundred years, who shed their heads and fought bloody battles in the majestic drums and achieved a brilliant victory for the Chinese nation. The beautiful reality is the realm that revolutionary martyrs expect and struggle for.
the revolution of blood and fire and the construction in full swing today complement each other and are integrated. The spring scenery of the earth is integrated into the blood and life of countless martyrs.
didn't someone say that if you give him a fulcrum, he can move the earth? Then, with the spirit of patriotism and dedication, our great revolutionary martyrs will be able to use the sun and the moon as drums and the Milky Way as strings, playing an all-powerful praise of life! We will never forget, never forget, that the Chinese nation, which has suffered numerous crazy massacres and profound disasters, has a high head, a strong spine, a pair of thick shoulders in the Himalayas, and a body full of blood vessels of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River. Yesterday, we once held up 5, years of civilization and the Great Wall and the Forbidden City. Today, we are bound to use 1.3 billion pairs of arms to hold up tomorrow's sun, rockets, satellites and man-made spacecraft leading to every corner of the moon, Venus and Mars universe ... Poems in memory of revolutionary martyrs (9) Imagine letting your eyes go through a billion walls in this autumn night and struggle against the Great Wall and the Yellow River. After 5, years of hard work, your unyielding shadow has solidified into the peak of the East. On this quiet autumn night, I already feel that you are hugging me with blessings, making me know that maternal love will last forever like a flower that blooms in May every year, and my young river of life, you are ancient, and the years are a great poem. The ancestors woke up the sleeping soil as scheduled. They exposed the back of bronze to the sky and sowed the Great Wall and the Forbidden City.