Poetry of children's revolutionary martyrs! Urgent! Within 30 words!

Jinlv district

Pay attention to safety after leaving,

Then we met and everything was desolate,

It's hard to look back,

There is endless hatred for the destruction of the country.

Don't enjoy this life,

To make matters worse,

My eyes are like yesterday,

I often work hand in hand every night.

Full of blood, cut for you.

Tears dyed the clouds red,

Leaning on the cold front and reading carefully,

The residual lamp is like a bean.

Leave this at the bottom,

Empty orders, old friends and friends.

I am ashamed to wear my head as old as before.

It's not easy to wade across mountains and rivers,

May the lonely soul look after the car.

Heartbroken, difficult to bend.