Poetry praising peace 1 peace
I fought on the battlefield.
You shot me.
I was covered in blood.
I implore war not to drown peace.
Come and shake my hand, brother.
We should be friends.
Don't pollute the minds of the next generation.
Let's stop here!
Hatred goes with the meteor.
The regret of losing is an agreement.
I stood up.
You are intimidated by my perseverance.
I came to you, just to replace the war!
Looking up is spring, looking down is autumn,
The wheels of years turn endlessly;
The sun, the moon, rivers,
Participate in the reincarnation of the four seasons and nurture a great nation that never stops;
The Yellow River flows east, while the sun and the moon flow west.
A taut string is pulling a thick history of 5,000 years.
Five thousand years of glory, five thousand years of blood, rain and wind and frost.
How many inventions, how many creations, how many efforts, how many ideas,
Chinese sons and daughters express the development history of Chinese civilization on the ancient land with diligence and wisdom;
How much honor and disgrace, how much hardship, how much suffering, how much sacrifice,
Chinese sons and daughters cast an unyielding Chinese soul on the land of the East with blood, tears and life!
Through the desert camel bell, after winter and warm spring, one journey after another,
From long night to bloody dawn, from dawn to beautiful day;
From march of the volunteers to Dongfanghong, from the story of spring to entering a new era.
Hope was kindled in our hearts,
This hope has crossed the corridor of history,
No matter how many vicissitudes there are under your feet, it will always grow and stretch in the road ahead;
This hope is like a blooming flower,
Blooming in the cold, wandering in the solemn.
It tells the world with a kind of persistence.
-unyielding, my name is "China"
History cannot be forgotten, nor can history be forgotten.
An excellent nation must be a nation that respects history;
An excellent nation must be one that remembers history.
Wailing wall in Jerusalem,
Polish Holocaust Memorial,
The alarm of "Great Patriotic War" resounded throughout Russia.
September 18 in China,
They all show history,
Commemorating history is to avoid the recurrence of tragedies.
Turning to the calendar of September 18, we seem to see that,
Angry crowds poured into the battlefield;
Turning to the calendar of September 18, we seem to hear,
Passionate and high-pitched voice, a short visit spanning 74 years,
Echoes clearly in my ears.
That tearful history,
That sobering history.
They all warned us to carry forward the legacy of our ancestors and turn patriotism into a trip to serve the country.
They all urge us to devote ourselves to the prosperity of the country with the spirit of awakening, self-esteem and struggle.
If you encounter too many misfortunes, you will inevitably have long thoughts;
After experiencing too much pain, there must be infinite expectations;
Too much blood and tears will inevitably burst into brilliance.
The cold reception suffered 74 years ago is bound to trigger a strong publicity.
Fourteen years of life of cattle and horses will inevitably lead to the cry of unity:
Get up, people who don't want to be slaves
Please forgive me for asking to stand up, I just want to prove my strength;
Please forgive my crazy propaganda, I just want to tell others that we also have a backbone of steel.
He was crying and laughing with tears in his eyes.
His songs floated across the night sky and resounded all over the world.
Whose lighthouse shines on the ocean before dawn,
Who controls the direction of navigation?
Is the great China * * *, holding Beidou to lead the way in the dark.
Blue waves wash the bright moon, shake off evil spirits, dry Kun,
The white mountains are stained with blood and tears, and the northeast land is raging.
Hundreds of millions of Chinese sons and daughters, stand up for the war of resistance.
Anti-Japanese Knives Arranged in the Green Shazhang Mountain.
The wind is roaring, the horse is barking, and the waves of the Yellow River are roaring.
The mountains are moving, the earth is shaking, and the Yangtze River is howling.
How many years of hard work, how many years of brilliant achievements,
How many heroes advance wave after wave, how many heroes are not afraid of difficulties,
They dyed the national flag red with blood and never faded.
Their flagpoles made of flesh and blood stand tall,
They use the fire of life to light the way of the latecomers,
They forged the eternity of life with selfless dedication.
Listen, the voice of spring thunder;
Look, that brave fighting figure,
This is the just cry of a group of hot-blooded young people;
This is a glorious declaration of a group of patriots.
Like a volcano, magma is generated, like a sword stabbing into the darkness;
Like a rushing torrent, like a petrel struggling with the wind and waves …
This is the character of outstanding sons and daughters of China.
This is the unyielding backbone of the Chinese nation.
Peace shoots the bullets of hatred into the chest of the aggressor, cuts off the head of the aggressor with an angry broadsword, and blows up the feet of the aggressor with a mine of struggle. War is fiercer than wolves. The invaders occupied our peace with greedy plots, and all they got was a counterattack by force. They use a pair of bright eyes to see through the ambition of the invaders and resist their delusions with all kinds of unyielding spirits. They cheered for victory again and again and trampled on the flag of the invaders. War is fiercer than tigers, and they occupy our peace with eating crazy. They can only gain failure.
The word "90", a poem praising peace, once shocked the whole country and was even forgotten by the breath of the border town.
In spring and March, it is cold and rainy, and the wind blows the five tides on Qindao.
-Emperor Taizong described the peaceful scene in Qinhuangdao.
Enjoy spring like us.
Quiet campus,
This used to be a place for students to study.
But the roaring cannon,
Broke his peace,
Why on earth is this?
Lush Woods,
Originally a paradise for animals and plants,
But a ruthless shotgun,
Turn the forest into dust,
Why on earth is this?
Beautiful park,
It used to be a place for children to play.
But the endless gunfire,
Drowned the children's laughter,
Why on earth is this?
A clear stream,
Originally home to fish,
But the tail gas from the ship,
Make the river turbid,
Why on earth is this?
We hope, we expect.
Let the children in the war,
Have a home, a stable home,
No longer displaced by war,
There is a school, a quiet school,
From bomb attacks,
Playing on the grass like us,
Enjoy spring like us. .....
What are the little poems praising peace?
Beautiful earth, home of mankind,
You, me, him,
Whether it's black, white or yellow,
One world, one home.
There is an ancient Great Wall here.
There are beautiful pyramids over there.
Is the crystallization of human wisdom,
Don't let war destroy it.
I keep peace pigeons here,
You plant olive trees over there,
May pigeons soar in the universe,
May the trees take root and sprout. About peace
Author: Chen Tao
That was a long time ago,
I'm wearing a light floral coat.
Plant peace on the blade.
Later, some of them survived,
And gradually have the hardness.
My floral coat can't be smaller,
I think, the living part,
You must be in my poem.
The moment I lit the paper lamp,
Knocking at the door: I saw the outstretched hand of peace.
Seeds are sown only at the right time ",
As for peace, I still can't tell you how sharp it is.
I only touch its rotten autumn colors on the surface.
Peace usually refers to the absence of war or other hostile acts of violence. It is also used to describe people who are not excited or quiet. Generally speaking, maintaining peace between countries is the hope of most people or organizations, especially international organizations like the United Nations.
Peace can be spontaneous, and political instigators can avoid getting too excited; Peace can also be compulsory, for example, by coercive means to curb the behavior of those who cause riots. Most of the mascots of peace are carrier pigeons with olive branches.