Modern poetry praising the victory of the Anti-Japanese War

War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression Victory Day is scheduled for September 3rd, which makes it necessary for us to remember history, remember the past, cherish peace and create the future. Yuwenmi, I made up a modern poem praising the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. Welcome to appreciate and learn from them.

Heroes and heroes must endure the humiliation of mountain flowers, and the Yellow River is easy to flood;

The west wind swept through Tongguan Road, and the army crossed eastward to the East China Sea.

The veils fly at night and break through the blocked bridge;

The gun bore angrily shot the fire in the chest, and it rained out to serve the country;

Riding a horse to kill the enemy and chase thousands of miles, the blade is broken and the blood is edible;

Trapped in tight encirclement, live and die together, iron fire and Dan Xin shake ghosts and gods.

Eight years in the frost and snow, the wind and rain are flat;

Green hills and trees bury loyal bones, and future generations will stop to comfort Tianning.

Feeling about the victory of the Anti-Japanese War on September 18,

The Japanese invaders trampled on them,

The splendid mountains and rivers are in flames,

China is in trouble,

Chinese sons and daughters are just.

The same enemy,

For eight years,

How many heroes have been buried,

Destroy thieves and enemies,

Recover my rivers and mountains.

Look now,

The mountains and rivers are picturesque,

China's rise was heroic,

Fighting all over the country,

Teenagers of my generation work harder.

Unity is strength,

Inherit an inheritance,

Hundreds of millions of children stand tall,

Around the dream of revival,

Powerful soul of China!

In front of the TV,

Looking at pigeons and balloons flying all over the sky,

The heart wave is slightly moving, and the orbit is slightly wet.

Recalling the past, they

Through hardships, life and death depend on each other

Qian Shan, across John Wan.

Jump into the battlefield.

The tip of the sword shouted,

How many bloody battles?

Why cherish it? ...

Just for national peace.

The sound of gunfire reverberated around the beam.

True feelings of wind and rain,

Always remember the heart.

Time goes by,

So what?

True feelings never die.

A thousand turns, always a smile.

How many people are ambitious,

But life is thin and desolate.

How to express your current mood?

Just,

A little poem, send affection. ...