1, dedicated to martyrs
Author: How much
Open dawn's coat
Burning red leaves all over the mountain
Burn from October to March
Until the villagers filled the rice fields with joy.
You are still standing peacefully at the entrance of the village looking out.
Shuttle through bullet holes in the city wall
That's the passage of freedom
The belief of walking children and grandchildren
bone-chilling winds
Blow the horn of spring
The tall stone tablet is a mailbox for mailing happiness.
Use children's nursery rhymes
Flowers surrounded by crowds.
Reflect the appearance of a hero
The blades of combat knives grow on ancient poplars.
That's a hero's scar
Bloody ribbons are wrapped around bright stars.
That's your shining medal.
Stick my hometown in my chest.
An old man in the alley is holding a yellow photo.
As the years passed
She climbed the clouds with ivy watered by stories.
Shu Zhan became a smile.
Crystal raindrops are the soul of heroes.
Kiss the bustling world
The title page of Loess at the Foot has the opposite of history.
Did you get a look at him?
Once the Long March Road passed through the preface.
Fly on the road to happiness
2. Martyrs
Author: money
The blood is still flowing.
Say the ferocity of gangsters
The blood is still flowing.
Said he was brave.
But he fell.
Be timid in the face of gangsters
Hands will tremble and sense of justice will disappear.
And some people don't.
He won't.
But he fell.
But he fell.
Sound the alarm.
Our hero was buried in the ground.
3. Express your feelings in front of the Martyrs Monument
Author: Li Jianping
You should have presented a bunch of flowers a long time ago.
Tell you
My mood
At this moment,
Have a grand idea
Welcome
Renxin Lake is outrageous.
But seeing the sky low and the wind sad.
drizzle
I don't remember your name.
Where do you live?
See in a vision
The smoke is behind you.
Run like a wolf, run like a pig ―― tear like a beast.
Faith, ah, soared to
Colored butterfly
Pines and cypresses that have been parked in front of the monument for many years
Hold the mountain of hope.
It gets greener every year.
Looking for you but not seeing you.
Look back at the beam
I presented orchids.
Still in my heart—
The bottom of your monument
4. Unknown martyr
Author: sword language
The color of the flag
Surging in my heart
Declaration of death
It is an immortal ode.
The sky in May
Cry cold tears
Gather into a big river
Unknown hero
The figure of the stalwart is so vivid.
In every corner of life
The soul is as sincere as yesterday.
At this moment, dearest
Did you hear that?
Your passionate life
This is a burning fire.
Your pure dream
Anchored in the arms of heaven forever.