Jinggangshan used to be the cradle of revolution. Thousands of streams belong to the sea, and the waves are rough. The national flag of Luo Xiao has been raised, and half the sky is red. The line is United and the workers and peasants have political power.
3. Finger refers to the well, and the dangerous peak is infinitely on the Huang Yang. Sanwan rewrote the new military system and divided the old land into Xinjiang in a way. A single spark can start a prairie fire and advocate red, and the workers and peasants revolution is United. Now the scenery on the mountain is good, and the green mountains and green waters are fragrant everywhere. -"Jinggangshan"
Flags can be seen at the foot of the mountain, and drums and horns can be heard at the top of the mountain. The enemy besieged thousands of people and I stopped. Already very strict barriers, more United. There was a lot of gunfire in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy had escaped at night. -Mao Zedong's Xijiangyue Jinggangshan
5. The sky is white, and the military situation in the snow is more urgent. On the top of the high mountain, the wind blew the red flag over the sign.
6, cold spring, strong enemy tracking, moonlight in the valley at night. Lin Mi-keng was so frightened by the enemy that he couldn't tell things apart.
7. I didn't know until a few years after I left the team. Now I am stationed in Zhisi. I'm glad to see that I'm well dressed. I remember being a lancer.
8. Ling has been in Jinggangshan for a long time. Looking for the old place thousands of miles away, the old look has changed. There are songs and dances everywhere, and there are many gurgling waters, and high roads enter the clouds. After Huang Yangjie, you don't need to think about danger. It is human nature that the storm is moving and the flag is stirring. Thirty-eight years later, with a flick of a finger. You can spend nine days on the moon, catch turtles in five oceans, and laugh and laugh. Nothing is difficult for those who are willing to try. -Water tune "Back to Jinggangshan" Mao Zedong
9. I have been studying in Jinggang for five days, and I really miss leaving today. One person, one thing, one thing, one grass and one tree. Hold the hand of Jinggang people and sincerely admire the face wet with tears. The red spirit will be carried forward again and will be remembered forever. -Farewell to Jinggangshan
10, Jinggangshan is really attractive. I decided to be a Red Army. Farming, picking grain, keeping watch, sharpening knives and cleaning guns are all cities of one heart. Huang Yangjie heard gunshots, and it was reported that the enemy had fled at night. Eating sweet potatoes and pumpkin soup, it doesn't matter how hard life is. As long as my life is true, I am willing to devote my life to the party. -"I want to be the Red Army"
1 1, the red army assembled in Jinggangshan, where the main force was formed. Good leadership is tempered, and people's dictatorship depends on military power.
12, the enemy will be frightened and the thieves will be surrounded by thousands. This means that Gu Youshan is in sight, and he is satisfied with this situation.
13, the revolutionary heroes will accumulate wealth and concentrate more: after the leadership of the Red Army is improved, the siege will be consolidated.
14, Donggushan is high and the peaks are like obstacles. This is Tokyo Harbor, and the world will be strong.
15, towering trees, take Wan Li Road, and fly south to July. What did you see when you returned to your hometown? There are many pavilions. On the Huang Yangjie in front of Wujing Monument, the car flew like a leap. The mountains and rivers are picturesque and the ancient sea of clouds is green. In thirty-eight years, the world has changed, like a subverted paradise. I still remember that in the bonfire at that time, it was like yesterday. Unique pride, the moon is full in the sky, and the wind and thunder are majestic. When a chicken sings, all the strange smoke disappears. -"Nian Nujiao Jinggangshan"
16, don't worship Buddha or immortals, I come to worship Jinggangshan. A generation of heroes shed blood, and revolutionary success is the cradle. Swimming through this mountain is sighing and full of energy. As long as the ideals and beliefs are firm, it will be difficult to achieve great things! -"Climbing Jinggangshan"
Sentences describing Jinggangshan
1, vaguely, like the sound of running water in the distance, a voice patting Jinggangshan in the morning, and then more like patting the bank of the soul.
2, a bunch of chickens click on the hazy fog color in Jinggangshan in the morning and evening, which is like a wave. The rooster sings the world white. Chairman Mao listened to the cock crow in Jinggangshan.
The first time I went to Jinggangshan, it was full of novelty and sacredness.
I saw a glimmer of light from the big window covered by ivory curtain. I said to myself, it's morning in Jinggangshan.
5. Especially at night and in the morning. The morning rain in Jinggangshan is soft and delicate, giving people the taste of running water.
6. In the rain outside the window, buildings of different heights are quiet and seem willing to accept the baptism of rain and keep a permanent cleanliness.
7. The mountains, forests, houses and roads in Jinggangshan are all washed away by the drizzle in the morning. The outline of the nearby scenery is dripping, as if it were a gouache masterpiece with bright colors, which always gives people a clean and comfortable feeling.
8. Their expressions say joy and relaxation. Every busy day in Jinggangshan must have started like this.
9. Cui Yuhu, a mirror in the hinterland of Jinggangshan. At this time, the lake is also covered with a thin layer of white fog.
10, before you know it, the rain clouds in the sky have also dissipated. The blue sky is exposed, the mountains are clear and the green is greener. On the way to Huang Yangjie and Dajing, and on the way to Jinggangshan Revolutionary Martyrs Monument, there are more pedestrians.
1 1, the well of flowers is intoxicating, the well of poetry is exciting, and the well of faith is strong.
12, Jinggangshan, let me feel the tragic rise of mankind, let me feel the desolation when I refuse to bow my head, and let me feel the infinite power of thinking to light the torch.
13, Jinggangshan, one of the famous mountains in China, is a red land; There are many revolutionary cultural landscapes here, which are the most concentrated places of revolutionary sites of the Chinese Red Army of Workers and Peasants in the early days of the Agrarian Revolution.
14, the rhododendron in Jinggangshan is a must in Jinggangshan, and it is really beautiful. The azaleas in Jinggangshan point densely to the blue sky, reflecting the Jinggangshan in 500 miles. That's because they are remembering the lost hero!
15, the rhododendron in Jinggangshan is big and warm, because it has also been soaked in blood, making the rhododendron redder.
16, Jinggangshan spirit is a powerful spiritual driving force for our continuous progress. On the journey of the new century, the whole party and the whole country should vigorously carry forward the Jinggangshan spirit.
17 Jinggangshan in June and July, without the never-ending drums and rolling smoke in the past, has long been infected with the beauty of lush forests and waterfalls in this once war-torn land.
18, overlooking Jinggang, filled with intoxicating tranquility, sighing at Jinggang again, bearing and inheriting countless heroic stories and their eternal beliefs!
19, Jinggangshan is a tourist attraction in Jiangxi and a good place with beautiful scenery. There are all kinds of scenic spots, such as Bijia Mountain, Bajiaolou, Wu Zhifeng and Longtan ... countless!
I love Jinggangshan because it is solemn. I love Jinggangshan because it makes people want to stay. I love Jinggangshan because it is the cradle of red and the holy land of revolution.
Mao Zedong's poem Xijiangyue Jinggangshan
Jinggangshan xijiangyue
Flags are in sight at the foot of the mountain, drums and horns are ringing at the top of the mountain.
The enemy besieged thousands of people,
I stood still.
Already very strict barriers, more United.
There are more and more guns in Huang Yangjie.
Report the enemy's escape at night.
To annotate ...
Jinggangshan: It is located in the west of Jiangxi and the east of Hunan, 500 miles away from Fiona Fang.
Mao (kui 1) ran: Jun Gao became independent.
Huang Yangjie (gai4): One of the five outposts in Jinggangshan, the other four are Bamian Mountain, Shuangmashi, Zhushachong and Tongmuling.
Notes on the title or background of a book.
1In August, 928, Du, a special correspondent of Hunan Provincial Committee, ordered the 28th and 29th regiments of the Red Army to head for southern Hunan in Jinggangshan. Jiangxi army took advantage of the situation and attacked Jinggangshan. On August 30th, four enemy regiments attacked Huang Yangjie. At that time, there were only two companies and one battalion of the Red Thirty-one Regiment on the mountain. In the afternoon, the Red Army ran out of bullets, relying entirely on stones to defend against the enemy. At this critical moment, the Red Army brought a broken mortar with only three shells. The first two shots were all squibs, but the third shot not only rang, but also happened to land at the enemy headquarters, and the enemy who went up the mountain hurriedly retreated. The Red Army spent the night at the post. The next day, there was no one at the foot of the mountain. It turned out that the enemy thought that the 28th Regiment (only the 28th Regiment adapted from the regular army of Nanchang Uprising had guns) had returned to Jinggangshan, so they retreated overnight.
The way of doing things
Xijiangyue is one of the few mixed rhymes, in which * is the rhyme of Hunan dialect.
Desperate Poetry _ Sad Poetry
1. Sacrifice a faint fragrance, bury a smile, shed a tear, daydream, listen to the wind and mourn a word. Why? I am also worried about adding new words. At this moment, the meteor glided by and made a wish. On the shore, the flowers are silent. Veiled, gaunt and elegant, just for dancing. Looking back at this time, it is already a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water.
Second, the old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and the fireworks went to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
Third, affection has always been hurt and parting, and it is even more embarrassing and indifferent. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to?
Fourth, people say that willow leaves are like frowning, more like willow silk sorrow.
Five, sentimental only spring court month, still leave people as fallen flowers.
Six, this life who expected, heart in Tianshan, old Cangzhou.
Seven, the depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
Eight, I miss my husband like running water, why are you poor?
Nine, countless yellow flowers, Yun Lan, sunset, beauty, beauty, I don't know where.
Ten, peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of river's lake night rain.
Eleven, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see all the Chang' an flowers in one day.
Twelve, the beauty does not break the old grace, leaning on the smoke cage to sit in the Ming Dynasty.
Thirteen, although the old woman is weak, please go home at night. You'd better get ready to cook in the morning in case of emergency.
Fourteen, sing a song alone, sing seven words and count six strings. Looking back, the lights are not dim, only loneliness is singing. Tang Ye was preoccupied, and the farewell poem was useless. I don't understand that it will rain tomorrow night, and the flowers will be fleeting. Don't hide your makeup with tears, the article will continue, and the dream will not return to the past. A farewell song, whose face is lost? The pen is attached to me to fill in the Xijiang moon, leaning on you to sigh at the end of spring.
Fifteen, lonely boudoir, one inch sorrow. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
Sixteen, Jiang Nanan spring green, when will the bright moon shine on me?