-Once again, to young citizens.
fine horse
Run like a fly on the flat ground
Sometimes I dare not cross it.
A swift river;
wild goose
I like to sing heroic marches in spring,
Speaking of severe winter,
This song is full of sadness;
Citizens!
you
Growing up on the hot chest of the motherland
Yes or no
Bowed his head in the face of difficulties?
I won't,
I trust you.
Even more than myself,
but
I want to ask.
Are you ready?
I
A few years older than you.
Be your friend with honor,
Can't stand/endure/endure
Put your heart
Take it back to those troubled times.
When I was a teenager,
life
This has never happened before.
Free and warm,
I was with our motherland too early.
With great anxiety,
But I'm still naive,
way of life
It's obvious to me,
seem
As soon as the bell rang at dawn,
A mythical miracle
Like rosy clouds on the horizon,
all
Will be extremely happy. ……
Oh, at this time.
The severe test is coming!
War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression's artillery fire
In the city where I live.
Roll up smoke,
Tears filled my eyes.
Join the ranks of red soldiers
Go to the front
..... The real life begins!
regrettable
It started so suddenly!
Me
Almost unprepared.
Encountered risks.
On the way to March on a rainy night,
I ran away in a panic.
In front of the first general who received me,
Tell a story
My troubles and anxieties:
Fight.
I'm still not free to load the gun,
Mobilize the people
I only speak the boring language in the book.
I said:
"Comrade,
Please allow me to study in the rear for a few more years! "
therefore
The general's heavy voice
It rings in my ear:
"The problem is simple-
Not brave
Learn to be brave in the struggle,
Fear of difficulties
Face the difficulties stubbornly. "
Hmm. How interesting
This flashing word
Hit my heart like raindrops,
I appreciate it.
Back to our team
Keep moving.
at present
Eighteen years have passed,
time
Exercised us
Win glory for the motherland,
Not us
Conquered by difficulties,
What seems terrible is the difficulty.
One by one.
Kneel before us.
The darkness is gone forever,
clockwise
roll in
It is the climax of victory and joy.
citizen
I envy you,
The Green Youth
That's good!
You don't want it.
disarm
Take 38 guns from the enemy.
But how?
build
Long-range coastal defense guns defend the motherland;
You don't want it.
Take advantage of the night
Dig a hole and hide your body,
But how?
Get to the bottom of it
Go to the mountains to explore treasures;
You don't want it.
Crossing the bunker group
Sneak into enemy-controlled cities.
But how?
Stick the chimney out of the factory
Straight into the sky;
You don't want it.
With a small flag
Go to the landlord's compound to reduce rent and interest.
But how?
Put agricultural production cooperatives
Do more and better. ……
Yes
Even the difficulties you encounter.
Makes me proud,
But I have to say
Its prestige
Never smaller than before.
On the road of socialism
Actually not.
Safe and sound,
On a sunny morning
Also often
There was a storm,
imperialistic
Face us.
Bite a few cannibal teeth every day.
In the long river of life,
It could be anywhere.
Lurking in hard rocks,
Flies of the old world
In every corner where the sun never shines.
There are maggots.
new things
Encounter all the time
The resistance of the fallen.
However, I want to tell you
With the truth of life that I appreciate:
difficulty
This is a stupid and cowardly thing,
it
Accustomed to looking into frightened eyes
Show off its power,
As long as you hear strong footsteps
Like a mouse
Retract quietly,
It will never be defeated.
The heroic will of the people.
So, comrades!
let us
With a hundred times of courage and perseverance
March into difficulties!
Not just in words.
With action
This means that we are real citizens!
In our motherland.
Reduce the difficulty by one point.
Happiness must grow several inches taller,
Behind the difficulties
The great socialist world
Running towards us
1955165438+1October Cao Cheng1956 65438+1October 9th.
Poets in Tang Dynasty: Shangwen/Chengbudu on Chang 'an Avenue
Chang 'an Street is a place where poets in the Tang Dynasty are like clouds.
The ethereal singing in the teahouse.
Those days were measured in barrels and liters.
Geji's enthusiasm for poetry collection
Better than collecting calligraphy.
Today is no exception.
The streamer of neon lights was drowned in the dance without notes.
The smell of air is easily allergic.
The flu will infect Pang Long with shrimp overnight.
Tobacco, wine and perfume
It is impossible to change popular habits.
There is no preservative added to the song.
So it is easy to ferment into vinegar.
It's never too late to turn into an alcoholic liquid.
It became popular aimlessly.
Violate a painful word
In a private room like a greenhouse
Breed two similar strains: drunk and drunk.
A plant with a conscience is drunk.
Plants without conscience are rubbish.
True feelings instantly cut the black box
Trying to find the trajectory of spiritual flight
Find that feeling that is often called direction.
It's like a magic spell in mythology.
The enchanter uses a painting character.
You must use Tao to defeat the devil.
The crazy beat broke Hu Jia's elegant melody.
Every pop song is poured into the private room as a bargaining chip.
The volume marks the singer's mood.
Art is actually consumed.
Singers wear sexy clothes.
They don't care which song has a heroic complex.
The talented people of the Tang Dynasty walked into the music room.
He wrote many poems, which have been handed down from ancient times to the present.
Can you still hear the echo of Jian 'an's article?
Generally, Cao Cao's music workshops don't teach street dance.
He often listens to the clang of halberds on the battlefield.
This simple sound determines the length of the line.
The brokeback general groaned in pain.
The horse that shot through the eye growled and hissed.
Echoes in the chords of eastern Jieshi.
I walked out of K Square and saw stars all over the sky.
Who is standing on the edge of the universe and looking here?
The light of countless eyes wondering.
I can see that people who go home at this time
Walking under the neon lights, there is no shadow.
Even if there is, there are countless empty shakes.
How about these two songs?