Where the sword pointed
The thorns burst out with blood
The green front stabbed for a hundred centuries
In the sound of horse hooves
< p>History is torn into piecesFlying like butterflies
Before the dim candle of tears
The wind is blowing
East wind West wind, south wind, north wind
In the sea
How many inches of waves can be made
Not to mention the sea is nothing more than a sip of wine
In the bowl
I raised my neck and let my mind wander
Landslide and tsunami
Injured
Tear off a piece of dark cloud to bandage
glaring
still in the unfathomable netherworld
heaven and hell singing in harmony
even if there is only one breath left
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You can also look up to the sky and roar
Shock the stars all over the sky
To submerge the universe
With fear and fear Howling ghosts
Oh,
it is a drop of water,
but it can
reflect the brilliance of the entire sun!
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He,
is a bird that has just spread its wings,
but it can
fly towards the Party with all its heart!
He Ha,
It’s just a lamp that was lit,
It’s just that
every ounce of light is not wasted!
He ha, < /p>
It is a freshly beaten drum,
but it can turn
every sound into thunder!
Oh Lei Feng!
You don’t make up songs for yourself,
You don’t knit clothes for yourself;
You don’t comb feathers for yourself,
You don’t knit clothes for yourself. shed a tear.
Hey Lei Feng!
You, a note in "The Internationale",
You, a fiber on the red flag;
You, a red petal among the flowers.
You, a drop of water in the waves!
Youth!
Eternal life!
Magnificent!
Look Private Lei Feng,
One step brings an echo,
One step brings a song,
It penetrates
the infinite centuries to come!
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Ke Yan
Look, on his soldier’s star badge
It is shining with the light of gems
He wears every ordinary thing Great ideals are injected into work
Greatness and ordinaryness, ideals and reality
In this way, they are condensed into one focus
How many times has he walked among us
We traveled through mountains and rivers together, and shed blood and frost together
Maybe we will see him, carrying water and sweeping the floor on the train
When I got off the car, I held the child and supported the aunt
Maybe we will meet him, pushing the car on the construction site
Search to block the embankment and calm the fierce waves
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He is always as fresh as the morning, happy and in a hurry
Although the years passing by him are short, every minute and second carries his body temperature
Always generating heat and shining!
Missing Lei Feng
The flowers in March fragrant your name,
The light rain in March wetted that song.
It is not just your name that has walked side by side with 1963.
Standing on the starting line of 1963, I began to stare.
In the wasteland lacking love,
You are a green tree and a spring flower;
In the starry sky lacking love,
You are a bright moon and a star;
In a journey lacking love,
You are a small boat and a bridge;
In the journey lacking love, In winter,
You are a ray of spring breeze and a basin of charcoal fire;
Ah, Lei Feng! You are the monument of love,
The flag of love, the model of love !
For love, how many people are calling your name,
When the bicycle that hit the old man sped away,
When the old lady ran away from the muddy road Staggering up the road,
When the young man in the workshop leaned against the wall and took a nap,
When the construction site lost cement and steel...
How many hearts are missing it , shouting -
"Come back, Lei Feng!
Lei Feng, come back!"
Infiltrating March's thoughts,
Bathing in the red rain of March,
I am obsessed with Lei Feng’s story,
Singing softly——