Poems commemorating martyrs and praising heroes

Ode to heroes

The smoke is rolling and singing heroes, and the green hills all around listen to each other. The blue sky thunders and the golden drums, and the sea waves are harmonious. People's soldiers drive tigers and leopards, risking their lives and forgetting their lives to keep them safe.

The picture shows the hero Qi Jiguang.

Why is the banner picturesque and the hero's blood dyed her red? Why the earth is always spring, but the hero's life is full of flowers.

The hero jumped out of the trench and a flash of lightning pierced the sky. The ground sank into a single block, and the sky fell with one hand. My feet are burning in the fire, and my whole body is shining with rainbows.

Why is the banner picturesque and the hero's blood dyed her red? Why the earth is always spring, but the hero's life is full of flowers.

With a cannon, the world collapsed. Hold the explosive barrel in both hands, and your blood will flow out angrily. Enemies rot and become dirt, and soldiers become Venus.

Why is the banner picturesque and the hero's blood dyed her red? Why is spring always here, but the hero's life is full of flowers?

Anti-Japanese hero Zhao Yiman