Write poems for the anti-Japanese troops

Battle of Pingxingguan

The autumn wind blows through the wild goose gate, like an array.

It's chilling

The leading goose, with its neck, stood in the position of Xiqiaogou.

Facing a rainy night, like an eye inflammation behind a soldier.

smile faintly

This handsome teacher is only 3 1 year old.

Ambitious, through his thin military uniform

Infiltrated rocks, bushes, all desolate spaces.

It was1September 25th, 937, and the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Horseshoe treads the sunshine. Sensitive events on horseback in San Pu.

The sword refers to the sky, driving the division of Hiroshima and advancing to the ancient battlefield.

Powerful wolves look around.

Sensitive ears, passing the wind blowing yellow leaves, passing the sound of wild geese without trace.

And all natural languages won't tell them.

No matter how arrogant an animal is, it may encounter traps and shotguns.

At the moment, the sky is blue.

The roads in the valley are crowded with snails.

A slow-moving enemy chariot

The young teacher sat alone behind a stone.

It's like spitting out hard dough

The chief of staff received the order to attack.

The whole canyon was shot and killed.

At the moment, the setting sun is full of bayonets.

Bullets fly by like serenades.

The magical music made the wolves panic.

"Our army has charged many times and is very brave.

The bodies of the enemy crossed Shan Ye ... "

The dark moonlight broke the silence of the valley.

Injured chestnut oriental horse

Turn over and flee.