Poems of honey ancestors

Flowers burn before our eyes like bright torches. ...

The five-star red flag shines in the sky like a raging flame. ...

Facing the solemn tombstone, our hearts are surging.

In the face of the heroism of the martyrs, our eyes filled with tears. ...

Ear, as if still shaking the fierce gunfire.

At present, it seems that the smoke of fighting is still there. ...

I will never forget that taking the lead, revolutionary heroes are heroes.

Never forget, bravely resist the enemy, and take care of Kun with a heart of Dan.

A voice shouted, go forward and fight endlessly. ...

You make the sky clear and high.

You make the earth so magnificent.

You make the sun shine.

It is you who make the spring breeze warm.

The high-pitched national anthem sounded in the ear and the bright national flag fluttered in the air.

Listen, the heroic hymns written by revolutionary martyrs with bright red blood are so loud and passionate. ...