Wang Erxiao's Poems

Wang Erxiao.

Cows are still grazing on the hillside.

Cowherd doesn't know where it is.

It's not that he lost his cow by playing too hard.

Wang Erxiao, the boy herding cattle.

The morning of September 16.

The enemy swept through the canyon.

Covering the posterior organs in the canyon.

Covering thousands of villagers.

At that very critical moment.

The enemy came to this canyon.

Lose one's way in a daze

Caught the second primary school and let him lead the way.

The next hour he obediently walked ahead.

Lead the enemy into our ambush.

There was a lot of gunfire around

The enemy knew that he had been cheated.

The enemy pointed a gun at the second child.

Fell to death next to a big stone

Our thirteen-year-old Wang Erxiao died heroically in the mountains.

Cadres and fellow villagers are safe.

He sleeps on the cold mountain.

He has a smile on his face.

His blood is red, blue and blue.

Autumn wind blows through every village.

It spread this touching story.

Every village is full of tears.

Wang Erxiao's New Biography (Narrative Poetry)

The father of the second child is a cowherd.

The grandfather of the second primary school is a cowherd.

Grandpa's grandfather is also a cowboy.

The second primary school doesn't want to herd cattle.

He saw his father's cows and sheep.

Be sent to the city

The vast Chinese food on the plate

Father can't even chew a bone.

The second primary school is not at ease

I don't want to herd cattle.

The second primary school also saw those rich people.

With Ben

Ben killed the cattle and sheep and set fire to them.

They showed Ben the way.

I was born at the age of two.

I don't want to herd cattle.

A schoolboy who doesn't want to herd cattle.

Want the same life.

Take control of your own destiny.

So I put those bad guys

Introduce our ambush ring

Then the car turns.

Escaped from the enemy stronghold.

after liberation

The second primary school and a group of cowherd.

Walk into the new school together

The teacher taught them to sing.

Sing for two hours and let the cowherd go

Wang Erxiao misses this Wang Erxiao.

Why do you have the same name and surname as me?

Later Wang Erxiao.

He became the big boss of the livestock farm.

With assets of hundreds of millions of yuan.

The true Lord of life

Love hope project

Many primary schools have been built.

He forbade children to herd cattle.

Let all the children

All entered the new school.

Think about Wang Erxiao

He is a boy herding cattle and lives in a mountainous area.

His name is beside the mountain where cows are grazing.

Walked into a very sad song

In fact, on those stones on the mountain,

Blossoming red flowers.

Just like the bright red blood that once flowed on it in the second elementary school.

In fact, the second primary school was originally a stone in the mountains.

Simple and strong, just like his simple father

Or the unyielding backbone of my hometown mountains

Er Xiao Niu Lang's whip disappeared in the gunfire.

It disappeared with the short life of the second primary school.

Just occasionally walking in the mountains.

Some people will sing: cows are still grazing on the hillside.

A very classic old song, so you will see it.

Wang Erxiao, riding on the back of a cow, came in.

In those deep days.

Happily drove a herd of cattle deep into the mountains.

And then disappeared, along with those cows and those demons

Then you will hear voices from the depths of the mountains.

Wang Erxiao's whip made a crunching sound.

Not for, but for Chen.

Shop assistants are the names of many people.

They serve small shops.

Pour tea and water for the guests.

Very ordinary, very ordinary.

Wang Erxiao is different.

Wang Erxiao is a hero.

Although he has been dead for more than 60 years.

But he was born great and died glorious.

However, I'm talking about Chen here.

Chen Ye is human. A poet

I think he is the best poet in Fujian.

Now, Chen has arrived in Tibet.

He became the best poet in Tibet again.

However, I will not talk about Chen's poems here.

I just want to say that Chen has opened a hotel in Tibet.

He is willing to serve poets all over the world.

I have no chance to go to Tibet. Haven't seen you for a long time.

I just want to say: Chen, how are you?