An image built with blood and life
Has been forgotten by history as a cold season.
Great truth and our happiness.
The rejection of the latecomers who are divorced from reality
It's cold around the cemetery.
My flower basket is close to my childhood textbook.
It's lost here
Vow to join the Young Pioneers 30 years ago
A martyr might as well die in the sky.
You lost a lot of sadness.
I lost a lot of poetic language.
Approaching gently
Gaze quietly
I want to show my piety with a stick of incense.
Tell you: this year is not the year before.
Before my mother came to the monument, she lost her hands and shoes.
That's because mom has saved enough money for you for two years.
Take the wrong train to heaven.
With the desolation and profundity of the monument,
Prove to time
The posture of a generation falling and standing
You become a martyr, but you don't know what a martyr is.
Just like Clivia doesn't know what it has to do with Clivia.
When you crawl and bleed.
You gave Mother Earth a complete heart.
You have no idea how many such hearts there are.
Converging into a huge solution flow.
Just spit out a brilliant China.
I associate the birthday of a country with you.
Is it a masterpiece?
Hometown, I am just a humble dust.
My laughter and crying are nothing.
I miss it in my way.
If time can go back to 20 years ago,
I will use my surging song of spring tide.
The song for you sings for my country.
Three Xia poems
Yishi
It doesn't matter if you behead,
As long as the doctrine is true.
Kill Xia,
And the afterlife.
goldfish
Fish can be free,
Man is a prisoner.
Folk songs (for children)
People's homes are dark and dense,
The official family is brightly lit.
The pot is in the air,
Officials eat soup medicine.
Fang Zhimin (four songs)
A poem (1)
The enemy can only cut off our heads,
Never shake our faith!
Because of the creed we believe in,
Is the truth of the universe!
Sacrifice for capitalism,
Bleeding for the Soviet Union,
This is what we are very willing to do!
Cry ②
It seems that there are countless people crying around!
The more you listen, the more serious you are, and the more sad you are, the more moved you are!
"Eight tenths of our hard-earned rice and wheat have been drained by the landlord, and there is still a little left, which is enough for our wife to adopt children! ……
"We usually do transportation and run in soot dust, and our daily income is only a few cents. When disease comes, we have to be at the mercy of death!
"Fall in Gehenna, ah! How painful!
Look, the violent hooligans who treat us as entertainment machines are playing tricks on us again! ……
"well! Hmm! Hmm! We started herding cattle when we were seven or eight years old. Are we going to work?
Isn't it ... very ... happy to study?
"It hurts! The bullet entered the flesh and blood, and it really hurt!
Young man, lovely young man, who do you want if you don't save us? "
It seems that they are United and shouting in unison.
Then my heart broke.
Tears filled my eyes.
I resolutely brave way:
"Yes, I should rescue you. I'll go with you ... "