-Reading the photographic work "The Last Minute"
Gongliu
Since history is meditating here,
How can I not meditate on this history?
Staring at the person you love—
Think about the day you died.
I don't remember any photos.
It can make me so excited that I can't control myself;
But I didn't shed fragile tears,
There's no need to say it.
Is a veteran looking forward to fierce fighting,
This is the flag that summons the storm;
The enemy is afraid that you will be as still as a sword,
People trust you as firmly as a stone!
Looking up is not conducive to your modesty.
Bend over a point and deviate from your quality;
Age spots on cheeks and back of hands,
It seems that they are all prunes from Ao Shuang.
Shuangmei is a warrior with a long knife.
This is the heroic spirit of the China revolution to defeat the enemy;
Eyes rubbed with ice and charcoal,
Great! The courage and wisdom of the proletarians!
Closed lips tell people:
Here are optimistic poems;
Beaten by Kouga.
Not only cancer, but also Jiang Qing's shameless!
What was the last minute? If in my generation,
It is true that such words are completely appropriate;
You are eternal, eternal,
Unless the earth dies, unless the rivers disappear!
So I said, it's a subtitle,
The people have the right to veto and refuse;
But this is another great record,
The whole world bowed to it.
Thousands of families of workers, peasants and intellectuals,
Will arrange you in a white and bright position;
All the gorgeous exhibition halls,
Competing to hang the same embroidered brocade ......
The longest life is the human heart!
You won't die if people don't die!
Red star, your light
It will always be the fighting inspiration of the pioneers.
If in the tree of the proletariat
But also parasitized the "comrades" of bourgeois politicians,
Then, I hope scabies will remember, remember.
China takes crying as a song and singing as a day of crying!
Since history is meditating here,
How can I not meditate on this history?
Fire player! Relax!
Ten years, a hundred years, don't move a finger!