China's Poems in Winter Games

Yang feimeng

We are a group in the morning.

Blow the whistle and open a big movie.

The white dove of sunshine and dreams

We are a group at night.

Full of passion, inspiring far and near.

Colorful neon and pop music

We are the messengers of civilization.

Patriotism and law-abiding are our code of conduct.

Politeness and honesty are our principles.

On the journey of building a harmonious Shaoye

We are quick and selfless.

Let the value of life sublimate in the post

We are the strong voice of the times.

We are not satisfied with mediocrity and silence.

The outside world is amazing and wonderful.

To open the door of the long-forgotten heart.

Let the free wind and colorful clouds stretch at will.

Let the freshness and brightness of childhood bloom to the extreme.

We are wise men in life.

We lost our way in history.

Suffer the change of time

Washed by wind and rain

Today we are full of lofty sentiments.

With Kuafu's courage to chase the sun.

Catch up with modern civilization

Show the eyes that surprise the world

We are the pride of society.

We like weaving colorful dreams.

Let life be covered with gorgeous rosy clouds

We drove the vulva away with enthusiasm.

We create the future with our hands.

Bathed in the sunshine and rain of the new century

Mercedes-Benz is on the road to building a well-off society in an all-round way.

We sow the ideal of 300,000 tons of lead and zinc every year.

Looking forward to the realization of the goal of strengthening and expanding the enterprise.

A beautiful blueprint has been drawn.

The horn of progress has sounded.

On the journey of modernization

Let's beat the drum of "innovation and efficiency"

Hold high the banner of "horn, hand and post"

stride along with one's chin up

Towards the glory of the new century

129 poetry reading manuscript

The scene 77 years ago

As clear as yesterday.

A disaster-stricken country.

A country in danger.

Groaning in blood,

The struggle between internal and external troubles

The description of hot water appeared.

So pale and weak

The pain of splitting beans seems to be

Short and soft.

Beiping, finally broke out

A backlog of inner crying

Oppose autonomy in North China

Oppose the civil war and unite with the outside world

Roar through time and space

Like a thunder or two? nine

Anger stretched out a hand like a forest.

Cleaning the streets of China city.

Land scorched by blood and fire

Has lost the tenderness of motherhood.

North China, a child abducted in the war.

Cry in despair and finally scream.

Mom, I won't leave you.

This cry shocked Qian Qian.

China people's heart.

This call accuses the National Government.

All kinds of ugly crimes

Soldiers who should have rushed to defend Xinjiang and defend the country.

But bravely killed their brothers and sisters.

A gun that should have been aimed at the enemy

But they are unscrupulously devouring their fellow villagers.

This is the scene 72 years ago.

This is one two? The fuse of the ninth movement

China children born in misery.

China Descendants of War Education

In times of national disaster and national peril.

Run and shout

People who don't want to lose their homes, get up, get up.

Shout out the storm inside us

Propagandize our thoughts of resisting Japan and saving the nation.

People who don't want to be conquered, get up, get up.

Dedicate our youth to the motherland.

Dedicate our lives to our mother.

In order to expel the Japanese invaders

In order to defend our sacred land

In order to defend the unyielding dignity of Chinese mothers

Our heads can be broken and our blood can flow.

Our bodies can be destroyed and our lives can rest in peace.

In China, as long as there is smoke, there is soil for the brave.

In China, as long as there is danger, there is a backbone.

In China, as long as there are young people, there is hope.

Today, we bid farewell to war and suffering.

What I can't say goodbye to is

Every word of blood and fire in history

What I can't say goodbye to is

Every hero in the January 29 th movement

Today, we use hymns.

Remember the history of blood and tears writing

Carry forward one or two? The soul of jiuzhu.

Between farewell and reminiscence, link the past with the future.

Look at me today, the mighty China.