"General, who has a cow! Why are you doing this? " This poem?

I really misremembered the title of the poem, which was not written by Gong Liu (not Niu).

That's General Ye. You can't do this.

General, you can't do this.

Ye wenfu

It is said that a senior general who was brutally persecuted by the Gang of Four returned to his leadership post and ordered the dismantling of the kindergarten as his own Gai Lou. All modern equipment has consumed hundreds of thousands of yuan in foreign exchange. I ...

what did i say?

What should I say? ……

you

Is a respected elder,

I am a latecomer.

The secret between us

Through the smoke

In the 1930s,

In the 1940s,

Criticize you-

I've never,

Never thought about it.

because

Maybe you

Use a machine gun

A hand that strikes the old world.

Put the whip on my back.

Take it away—

You hug me.

Full of blood

And sweaty breasts,

Drop sharply

tears

Bang bang!

You sobbed.

Touch me

Covered in scars,

Thick lips,

Trembling,

You said:

"son,

we

Solution-

Put-

That-"

So,

I'm barefoot,

bound feet (of women in the old days)

Step on you

A deep and big foot pit.

walk into

new China ...

Don't! General,

Even so,

I also want to say,

I should have said one more thing!

Remember?

That year

Grab Lujiaqiao-

Behind him: chasing troops!

The other side: fire!

A river like a tiger's Boshan,

A few heavy chains ...

revolution

On a dangerous cliff

Anxiety-

The fire in Jinggangshan

Be submerged by Dadu River

Ruthless engulfment?

You stare.

Bloodshot eyes,

Mao Se pistol

To the waist

Jump with a jerk,

With a roar,

Like a bolt from the blue,

There is a strong wind,

Rush in

China Revolution

The history of heroes!

at that time

General,

What are you thinking about?

I dare say,

What you are thinking is:

"For future generations.

Have a good time

A happy life! "

What you said is:

"The most difficult task.

Give it to me!

Give it to me! ……"

How unfortunate!

My bullet hole general,

More than forty years later,

The body of your hero,

I can't believe I took the credit

press

Stumbling,

Your thunderous voice

By the running water of time

corrode

How weak:

"Give me ..."

"Give it to me. ...

Here's the moon.

You're too cold,

Give you sunshine.

You're too hot!

You want to put the earth

Hold it in your arms,

Everything,

Thank you for your appreciation,

You can choose ...

Everything,

You want everything!

why

Just don't.

Your oath when you joined the party?

why

Just don't.

The true nature of the proletariat?

Won't the Dadu River be swallowed up by water?

Jinggangshan fire,

Should be wiped out

your

Maotai wine glass?

Don't let Nanhu in the wind and rain.

The red boat from here,

In your easy chair

Stranded,

Berthing?

Is * * * producer?

writing

Niu Jinxing.

Sad history?

Is it generation after generation?

launch a revolt

Fight to the death,

Just for

Your family

Endless pleasure?

If so,

General,

How can I deserve it?

Comrades who died in your arms

Final commission?

How to deserve it?

The one with white hair

Author of the Manifesto of the Producer Party?

Go ahead, general,

Put on the old one.

Red fringed sandals,

Kiss the land for which you shed blood-

Inch by inch.

From the enemy

The land that was taken away,

Inch by inch.

From the abyss of suffering

The land that has been fished,

Inch by inch.

Land with revolutionary marks,

Inch by inch.

Improve the army,

Eighth route army,

The new fourth army,

Land of the People's Liberation Army,

Who fed you millet soup,

Taihang mother

The wooden spoon in your hand,

Still in the bowl

Stir-fried wild vegetables;

The man who bandaged your wound that year.

Luoyang sister-in-law

A family of three generations.

Stacked in a room of six square meters.

In the small room:

A jar on the bed ...

My official and powerful general,

You've been in the army for decades,

What is this for?

Ignoring the suffering of the people,

You!

Party member's conscience.

Isn't it affected by

Condemnation of truth?

Do you really believe it?

law

There is always a card in your hand,

Or at most.

A soft evening breeze on a summer night?

Do you know that?/You know what?

Pores of the whole body

Now I can't wear it at all.

Premier Zhou's

Virtue?

For your "modernization",

The kindergarten was demolished,

Future generations don't care!

It's snowing everywhere,

How many years can you be comfortable?

Tomorrow is for the children.

It belongs to children!

The children don't want it,

Who will hold your urn?

perhaps

You proudly said:

I have a son ... "

Yes, you have a son-

Your son

If so

Revolutionaries,

He will.

walk off in a huff

Your tall building;

If he is

Unscrupulous offspring,

His white hands

Will hold it forever

The people's accusation against you!

I have one.

As a friend of the acquirer,

If I had known,

Your generosity,

I should keep it in my heart.

How sad-

When he learned that

Nierdelli

How many hairs are there?

Can be converted into foreign exchange,

for several years

He works hard.

Cut it open,

Cut it open,

a stick

a stick

Actually cut more than ten catties. ...

the people

Like a spring silkworm spinning silk

Accumulate wealth for the motherland,

What right do you have,

Put the blood of martyrs,

Put the people's trust in the party,

Put the hard work and sweat of the workers

You're welcome

Consumption? !

It's Premier Zhou.

Solemnly declare

Four modernizations,

Be the party and the people

Hold back ten years of pain

In front of the stove

In combat

Sweat and bleed for it

Four modernizations,

It is you.

Burp,

Played this letter for us

Oil droplets (on the surface of soup)

and

Tucao?

Unfortunately-

My general!

The first long March

You conquered the Dadu River,

today,

The new Long March,

Have you ever thought about-

You step back.

It will become

Big-

Means "crossing"

Rivers-

Don't!

Niu Jinxing's Tragedy

This will never happen again—

Because people

Never.

Silence!

I hope my poem

Turned into a thunderbolt,

There is a strong wind.

Rush into your ear,

Rush into your heart,

On the new long March road

Listen to the afterlife.

With progressive laws

Have a drink:

"general,

cannot

Do this! "