Poetry about1February 9th Movement.

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What do you want in the long night?

It is too late for Han Yin to bow his head.

Scratching your head and wandering increases your sense of shame,

Calm your heart, be firm and don't hesitate.

Security depends on now,

Blood and tears will tear this place apart.

Don't say the road is hard, the time is long.

It's dawn at the corner of crow forest.

Tonight. Turn the page 67 of history.

We should remember the bitter cold and eventful autumn.

Along the stormy red track

A cry like an iron horse.

Started sprouting next to my eardrum.

At that time, the sky had not woken up.

The land at that time was full of scars.

At that time, there was only numbness on my face.

Wandering on the brink of national subjugation and extinction

Born? Die? Is it? Fight?

My dearest brothers and sisters

With the attitude of pioneers and tragic breath

Ask the soul

From Beiping, Tianjin and Northeast China.

From a young heart

It thundered all night.

Through countless fiery chests

People who don't want to be slaves

Get up-get up-stand up

Can you see the magma surging underground?

Eternity shows a solemn oath: give me back my rivers and mountains.

In this country where the sun rises.

A pious baptism about blood and fire

Sublimate! ! !

The great god sharpened his sword.

Create a towering monument with green blood.

Poetry: Reflection 129

Like volcanic eruptions.

They once shook the earth.

Raise your arms and shout.

Still like the midnight mountain breeze

Roll up the dreams of future generations

changing

Burning passion

Vote for darkness and silence

A glimmer of starlight

There is still a lot of noise.

have no choice but to

Falling flowers in the sunset.

I seem to have seen it before.

Yan Fei came back from the south.

Ancient and modern reincarnation

There are only a few more pages in the history book.

When gold coins run over morality

Desire shattered the sacredness.

Some people are eager to rebuild this situation.

The ideal of chivalrous man

With the belief of copying.

Naively running and shouting

attract

It's a lament.

Anyone/anyone

Can't rely on imitation

very good

Anything great

Will be blind.

And distortion.

In a fast-flowing river

Only rational sails.

Can sail.

Blue lantern, scroll

Read all the historical changes

Bitter tea, red ink

Write an article about the world.

This has not changed for thousands of years.