(1) How do you feel about today's beheading? Entrepreneurship is difficult and full of fighting.
Go to Taiwan to recruit the old army and fight Yamaraja under the banner of 100,000.
(2) The beacon smoke in South China has just been ten years, and this head must have been hung abroad.
After your death, you worked hard, and good news came like paper money.
(3) Joining the revolution is home, and bleeding should have a career.
Taking righteousness as benevolence is a matter of today, and flowers are planted for free in the world.
2. The feeling of the operator reading "the copy of revolutionary martyrs' poems".
The artery crosses the Yellow River and the vein empties into the Yangtze River.
The blood vessels of Huaxia River are flowing, nourishing my heart, liver and intestines.
Fire sees real gold, and revolution has experienced wind and rain.
Patriotic poems spread in one vein, and the red flag spectrum is full of blood.
3. Poetry 2: Man Jianghong reread "The Copy of Revolutionary Martyrs"
Rereading strange prose, stopping eyes, covered with blood.
In the Shu case, there were few Jing Xing heroes.
The ambition often rises with the clouds and waves, and the male body competes for mountains and rivers.
Kyushu is as good as iron.
Awesome, often depressed, what's in your heart, who can say.
I hate the rest of my life being too late.
Covered and shed tears, the smell of embarrassment made Huang Liang feel more.
On this day, I was thinking about heroes in the hustle and bustle.
4. The twinkling autumn colors-I would like to dedicate this poem to the revolutionary martyr Qiu Jin.
You walked out of the boudoir.
Not afraid of irony, not afraid of risk.
Resolutely embarked on a "ship" heading east for Japan.
On the other side of the ocean, there are thousands of waters in Qian Shan.
Still can't change your belief in the revolution. ...
You walked out of the family.
Reluctant to children, reluctant to parents.
Resolutely take the revolutionary road.
In the face of the ethnic groups that were hard to return at that time.
You're raising your arms and yelling.
You're waving a flag and shouting
A free tomorrow ...
You came out of the revolution.
Brave and ambitious
And revolutionaries.
Boil wine and talk about swords, and write magnificent poems about leather. ...
Since then, history has been in the sky.
With that kind of touch.
Shiny autumn colors
Never grow old.
5. Revolutionary martyrs are immortal.
Ancient bluestone; The martyr was buried in the forest.
Eighteen officers; Loyal bones buried elsewhere.
A white-haired girl in a hut; I think about it every day.
Warn us; Don't forget them.
6. Martyrs Memorial Hall
There was a few minutes of silence in the hall, and my appearance was respected in my heart.
I left my hometown to pursue Marxism-Leninism, and I forgot my life for the workers and peasants.
Needless to say, the forest of bullets will not change its appearance.
How many men don't have surnames, and their spirit turns into a thousand pines.
7. Jinggangshan forest of steles
The forest of steles is surrounded by pavilions and corridors, with twists and turns.
The inscription of politicians is always true, and the legacy of celebrities is pure.
Listen to the explanation, be full of energy, and read the poem.
More songs come to the national tax, and the torrential rain comforts the loyal soul.