Looking back on the eventful years, poems praising patriotic feelings

Coal in the stove

Guo Moruo

Ah, my lady!

I will live up to your hospitality,

Don't let me down.

I'm doing this for the people I love.

Burn like this!

Ah, my lady!

You should know my predecessor.

Don't you think I am a reckless slave?

In the chest of my black slave,

As long as there is a heart like fire.

Ah, my lady!

I think my predecessor

Originally a useful pillar,

I've been buried alive for years,

Only now have I seen the light of day again.

Ah, my lady!

Ever since I saw the light again,

I often miss my hometown,

I'm doing this for the people I love.

Burn like this!