one
Don't jump too hard,
Dust, don't block my eyes.
I won't let the loess go,
Stick to your heart.
I went back to Yan 'an several times in my dreams.
Put your arms around Baota shan.
Thousands of voices are calling for you.
-Yan' an mother is coming!
Du Fuchuan is singing and laughing in the willows.
The red flag flutters and beckons.
White lamb belly towel with red belt,
Relatives came to meet Yanhe.
Full of words, I can't say it,
Throw yourself into the arms of the person you love.
two
Twenty mile shop sent Liu Lin to meet her,
Go home after ten years of separation.
Tree tops, branches, roots and roots,
Pro-mountain and pro-water have relatives.
Lamb, lamb, suck, look at mom,
Xiaomi feeds me to grow up.
Keywords Dongshan millet, west valley,
With a red flag on his shoulder and a book in his hand.
Teach me by hand,
Mother sent us across the Yellow River.
The road to revolution is thousands of miles,
I think about you all the time.
three
Keywords rice wine, oil, steamed bread, charcoal fire,
Tuan Tuan, sit on the kang.
The kiln is sealed,
Footsteps are still echoing on my head.
Grandpa breathed through the door:
"I dreamed of a chicken feather letter-I really met my relatives."
Relatives met relatives.
Tears of joy swirled in my eyes.
"It is not easy for you to defend Yan 'an,
There are a few more white hairs. "
The secretary of the Communist Youth League was introduced to the club director.
The shepherd boy of that year has now grown into an adult.
Small enough, red enough,
The dolls scrambled for a hand.
A sip of rice wine, a thousand words,
The Yangtze River is choppy.
With the great development of the revolution in the past ten years,
I can't tell you these 3.6 thousand days.
four
Thousands of legs and thousands of eyes,
Not enough for me to go, not enough for me to see!
The blue sky and the big mirror overhead,
Yan 'an City shines in my heart:
The street is wide and flat,
Buildings are covered with rainbows;
The lights are bright and bright,
Rows of green trees and spring breeze.
Compared with the past, I don't recognize you.
Yan' an mother put on new clothes.
five
Yang Jialing's red flag is flying high,
The climax of revolutionary Wan Li!
Baota shan's footprints,
Chairman Mao boarded Tiananmen Square!
The light of jujube garden shines on people's hearts.
Yanhe rolled and shouted "Forward"!
Keywords red guards, youth league, red scarf,
Walking, our hero, generation.
Stride forward on the socialist road,
The splendid Yanhe River is still ahead!
Wings, feet, clouds,
Go back to Yan' an to see mom!
1March 9, 956, Yan 'an
The poem "Back to Yan 'an" was written by He Jingzhi.
2. He Jingzhi, a native of Zaozhuang, Shandong. Party member, 1924 was born, 1942 graduated from the literature department of Lu Yi in Yan 'an, and is a poet and playwright [1-2]. Honorary member of the 10th China Federation of Literary and Art Circles. [3]/kloc joined the anti-Japanese national salvation movement at the age of 0/5,/kloc went to Yan' an at the age of 0/6, and/kloc joined the party at the age of 0/7. 1945 Composed China's first new opera "White-haired Girl" with Yi Ding, and won 195 1 year Stalin Literature Prize. This is a milestone in the development of China's new opera, which vividly shows the profound theme of "The old society forced people into ghosts, and the new society turned ghosts into people". When evaluating Mao Zedong's poems, he once said: "Mao Zedong's poems, with their unprecedented lofty beauty and revolutionary feelings, have surpassed magnificent artistic thoughts and exquisite phonological rhetoric, and formed a unique new form of poetic beauty in the history of China's poetry. This magnificent poetic beauty created Mao Zedong's thought and practice, personality and individuality.