Author: Wen Yiduo
There is a saying that it is a curse.
There is a saying that you can light a fire.
Although no one has said it for 5 thousand years,
Can you guess the silence of the volcano?
Maybe he was suddenly possessed,
Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt in the blue sky.
Boom: "Our China!"
What should I say today?
You don't believe that Cycas blooms,
Then listen to this: when the volcano can't help but be silent,
Don't tremble, stick out your tongue and stamp your feet.
Wait until the blue sky thunders.
Boom: "Our China!"
2. I love this land.
Author: Ai Qing
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...
And then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...
3. "Prisoner? Song "
Author: Ye Ting
The doors that people come in and out are locked,
The hole the dog climbed was 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 look forward to that day,
The underground fire is burning,
Burn this living coffin with me,
I deserve to live forever in fire and blood!
4. Coal in the stove
Author: Guo Moruo
Ah, my lady!
I will live up to your hospitality,
Don't let me down.
I'm doing this for the people I love.
Burn like this!
Ah, my lady!
You should know my predecessor.
Don't you think I am a reckless slave?
In the chest of my black slave,
As long as there is a heart like fire.
Ah, my lady!
I think my predecessor
Originally a useful pillar,
I've been buried alive for years,
Only now have I seen the light of day again.
Ah, my lady!
Ever since I saw the light again,
I often miss my hometown,
I'm doing this for the people I love.
Burn like this! ?
5. In the cornfield
Author: Pang
In the cornfield
I am a young general.
Look at the red tassels flying everywhere and the green swords flying.
The fruit is hidden under the red tassel and green sword.
Show their teeth
We can read their language.
There are no old friends in ordinary days.
Only the wind is blowing, blowing endless corn long hair.
In the cornfield
We will gain the strength to overcome tomorrow.
The corn leaves are still beating me.
The golden corn cob rattled in boiling water.
What a beautiful day.
Just think about what a wonderful country.
In the cornfield
Corn fields fall on the map of * * * and China.
Countless battles and victories
Will shine on us forever