Clear rain is surging, and it is our tears that gush from our hearts.
Martyrs, today we are gathered to pay tribute to you! Song for you.
We are like little pine trees beside the monument. Always by your side,
We are like flowers in a cemetery, sending you greetings and fragrance.
Qingming rain is a little note, writing a heroic chapter.
Two.
When the anti-Japanese bonfire burned the earth,
On a bloody day,
How many soldiers fought bravely against the wind and rain.
For the magnificent rivers and mountains of China,
They face the enemy's butcher's knife and smile at tomorrow;
Eight years of anti-Japanese war won a heroic victory.
At that time, the horn of the war of liberation resounded throughout the world;
How many heroes are invincible in the rain of bullets,
For the liberation of children in China,
They held high the torch to break through the darkness,
Hundreds of millions of people have ignited a spark in their hearts.