First, "Qinyuanchun"
The sun sets in the snow, the cold mountain is covered with ice, and the iron bone is proud.
Laugh at the stupidity and tricks of Japanese slaves; The husband is determined to revitalize the country.
The south is filled with smoke, Songjiang is full of flames, and the fighters are raging.
Tomorrow, I will see sorghum soybeans, yellow and red everywhere.
Baishan held its head high in the sky, looking at Lin Mang, and Gu Song was lush.
Seeking peace in Ling Ying, I can remember in the afterlife: was that year heroic and was that day calm?
Looking back, the poem was bloody and should attract China's attention.
Don't forget, there are more ghosts than ghosts, and the clouds on the sea are thick.
Second, "Qinyuanchun"
Defend my rivers and mountains, I am bloody and beautiful, and I am tempered into steel.
Think of the Pearl River and Tiebei, galloping vertically and horizontally; Storm, white horse and red gun.
The sword array is shy, the knife cluster is cold, and the British wind is fierce and upright!
Particularly unforgettable, singing the red flag, wonderful life!
I finally read a sentence that maternal love is kind. How can she bear to see it? It hurts to do it.
Fortunately, the old country has been restored, the family is prosperous, the white mountains and black waters are full of birds and flowers.
Monuments are everywhere, heroes look back, and life is short and long without regrets.
Looking at Ning Er from generation to generation in the spring breeze, we are enjoying the sunshine.
Third, "water tune"
Blood spilled on the river makes Taihang Mountain strong.
Whoever is talented is bolder and more sincere.
The siege of the Ninth Route was solved, the enemy's plot was destroyed, and good news spread everywhere.
Fame and fortune stay out of it, and the debate has a new chapter.
In Liao county, the artillery fire was fierce and the fighting was fierce.
The star died suddenly, and it began to rain in the southeast of Shanxi.
How much youth has brought a brand-new China world, Zuo Quan, a historian of the Qing Dynasty.
I hope that under the blue sky, spring will bloom.
Fourth, "righteous poetry"
I hate not being able to die against Japan, and I am shameless today.
The country is still broken, why should I cherish this head?
Five, "Shuidiao Song Tou"
The battle trail is strong and the mountains are beautiful, and the wind and rain comfort the loyal soul.
Swallow Wan Li like a tiger, all-powerful in southern Anhui.
The left and right sides fought in the battlefield, and the north and south drove the warriors. The merits are obvious to all. A teacher earns 100 thousand, and it's a thousand troops.
Fight against the mang Miao, attack Xiayi and defend the epic.
Thirty-seven years, another wonderful shining star.
There is a newspaper called Dawn that explores the right way in the world. Who do you remember today? But look at the new red sun. It shines all over the garden.