Ye Ting's Prison Song;
The prisoner's lament
Ye Ting
The doors that people come in and out are locked,
The hole the dog climbed out of was open,
A voice shouted:
Climb out! Give you freedom!
I long for freedom,
But I know very well-
How can a human body crawl out of a dog hole!
I hope that one day,
Underground fire,
Burn me with this living coffin,
I deserve to live forever in fire and blood!
Ai Qing's I Love This Land;
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,
. . . . . .
Because I love this land deeply. ...
Wen Yiduo's Song of the Sun
Taiyangyin
Author: Wen Yiduo
The sun, the sun that stings my heart!
Drive away the wanderer's dream of returning home,
Add his nine-bend ileum for twelve hours!
The sun, the burning sun!
Dry the dew on the grass tip,
Can you dry up and cry in the tramp's heart?
The sun, the sun driven by six dragons!
Save me my daily probation,
I ran for five years in one day. What are the disadvantages?
Sun-fast sun-sun!
Let me ride you around the world every day,
You can visit your hometown once a day!
The sun, the sun just rising in the corner of the building!
Didn't you just come from our east?
My hometown is still intact at the moment?
The sun, the sun from my hometown!
Is the official willow in Beijing wrapped in autumn?
Alas! I am as haggard as late autumn!
The sun, the never-ending sun!
You seem homeless, too.
Ah! Your life is as unimaginable as mine!
Sun, self-improvement sun!
The universe is probably your hometown.
Can you show me the direction of my hometown?
The sun, this is not like my mountains and rivers, the sun!
The wind and clouds here have another common color,
The tone of birds singing here is particularly bleak.
Sun, the sun at the bottom of the fire of life!
But who doesn't know that you are hot at the bottom of the ball,
-at the same time, the wisdom of the western half of the ball?
The sun is also the sun in my hometown!
I can't go back to my hometown at the moment,
I will call you my hometown, and I will get what I want.
The sun, shining with kindness!
I'll go home once when I see you in the future.
My hometown is not underground, but in the sky!
Dai Wangshu's "I Use Broken Palm"
I used my injured palm.
Explore this vast land:
This corner has been reduced to ashes,
That corner is just blood and mud;
This lake should be my hometown,
(In spring, the embankment is full of flowers.
There is a strange smell when the tender willow branches are broken. )
I touched the coolness of seaweed and water;
The snow peaks in Changbai Mountain are freezing cold.
The water and sediment of the Yellow River slip through the fingers;
The rice fields in Jiangnan are so soft ... now there is only Artemisia scoparia;
Litchi flowers in Lingnan are lonely and withered,
There, I was immersed in the bitter water of the South China Sea without fishing boats. ...
Invisible palms swept the mountains without complaint,
Fingers stained with blood and ash, palms stained with darkness,
Only the far corner is still intact,
Warm, clear, firm and vigorous spring.
On it, I stroked it with my broken palm,
Like a lover's soft hair, a baby's milk.
I put all my strength in my palm.
Put it on, send love and all hope,
Because there is only the sun, no spring,
Will dispel the haze and bring Su Sheng,
Because it's the only place where we don't live like animals,
Die like an ant ... there, eternal China!
Floating clouds (not very famous, I don't know who) "My Motherland"
My motherland,
You have a long history and splendid culture.
You come from ancient times,
You experienced a hundred schools of thought contending during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
You witnessed the heroic and cruel struggle between Chu and Khan.
You wrote Tang poetry, Song poetry, Yuan poetry, Ming and Qing novels,
You turned Xiao Zhuan into a regular script.
You unified the weights and measures.
You have trained countless heroes,
You have trained a group of artistic geniuses,
You have The Analects of Confucius, Historical Records, Si Ku Quan Shu and The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival. ...
You have Qin Terracotta Warriors, Potala Palace, Forbidden City and Jinggangshan. ...
My motherland,
You have a vast territory and magnificent mountains and rivers.
9.6 million square kilometers of land,
The Great Wall of Wan Li, the Himalayas,
There are rushing Yellow River and Yangtze River,
There are beautiful and rich Hainan, Taiwan Province Province,
There are vast grasslands and vast forests here.
You have more than 18 thousand kilometers of coastline
And a border line of more than 20,000 kilometers.
……
My motherland,
Your products are rich and outstanding.
You have rare treasures: giant panda, baiji, golden monkey and Siberian tiger. ...
There are rare species Metasequoia glyptostroboides, ginkgo biloba, cycad and ginseng. ...
You have inexhaustible coal, oil and natural gas. ...
You have Qin Shihuang,
You have Sun Yat-sen who restored China and established the Republic of China.
You have Mao Zedong, the savior of the China revolution,
You have Deng Xiaoping, the forerunner of reform and opening up;
You have a tireless teacher, Confucius,
You were demoted because you were pregnant, and you fell in love with Qu Yuan in Li Sao.
There is a brave soldier Lu Xun in your spiritual world.
……
My motherland,
Anyway,
You have a hardworking and kind people,
You have a peace-loving nature,
You have a tradition of self-improvement,
You have the character of defending your country.
……
Believe,
In the future, you will definitely:
Sing for a hundred days and sing to the world!