Revolutionary poetry

1, prison song

Modern: Ye Ting

The door where people come in and out is locked, and the hole where dogs crawl away is open.

A voice shouted: climb out and set you free!

I long for freedom, but I also know-

How can a person's body crawl out of a dog hole! I can only hope,

That day-the underground fire was burning,

Burn this living coffin with me. I deserve eternal life in fire and blood.

2. My Confessions

Modern: Chen Ran

The heavy chain is ringing under your feet, so you can hold the whip high.

I don't need any "confession", even if my chest is facing a bloody bayonet!

People can't lower their noble heads, but beg for "freedom" for fear of death;

What is torture? Death can't make me talk!

I laugh at death, and the devil's palace shakes in laughter;

This is me, a * * * party member's "confession", singing a triumphant song to ruin the Chiang family dynasty!

3. "Sitting at the bottom of the prison"

Hyundai: He Jingping?

In order to avoid the pain of the next generation, we want to-

I would like to sit in this prison!

We are born rebels, and we have to turn this upside-down Gankun around!

We are going to knock this unreasonable thing over!

Today, we are in prison. What's so rare about going to jail?

In order to avoid the pain of the next generation, we want to-

I would like to sit in this prison!

4. "One sentence"

Modern: Wen Yiduo

There is a curse, and there is a word that can be ignited.

Although it hasn't been said for five thousand years, can you guess the silence of the volcano?

Maybe he was possessed suddenly, and there was a thunderbolt in the sky.

Boom: "Our China!"

What should I say today? You don't believe that Cycas blooms,

Then there is a sentence: when the volcano can't help but be silent;

Don't tremble, stick out your tongue and stamp your feet until the blue sky thunders.

Boom: "Our China!"

5. stagnant water

Modern: Wen Yiduo

This is a stagnant pool, and the breeze can't move at all.

Why not throw more rubbish and throw out the leftovers?

Maybe copper should be green to emerald, and a few petals of peach blossoms should be embroidered on the tin can;

In order to make greasy weave a layer of Luo Qi, mold steamed some clouds for him.

Let the stagnant water ferment into a ditch of green wine, full of pearl-like foam;

The laughter of the little bead turned into a big bead, and it was bitten by the flower mosquito who stole the wine.

Then a ditch of desperate stagnant water can be praised as somewhat clear.

If the frog can't stand loneliness, it is stagnant water calling for a song.

This is a backwater of despair, which is definitely not the beauty.

It is better to let ugliness cultivate and see what world he has created.