Five epic poems of the party

I remember Liu Yazi, a song written by Zhang and Cai Xiumin (Yuan Pei).

Liu yazi

Mr. Wu Xun has a sense of justice, and illiteracy is still rampant in the world.

In terms of talent, you are still worth it as always, and there is a way from now to today.

Don't laugh at Qin Huang's ignorance, but pity the prison for slandering Wang Lao.

When Latin changes its square, Ling Ying, Zhang Cai may not be far away. Then try this! It's about the Revolution of 1911 and the Wuchang Uprising.

Wuchang Uprising, the head of Shuidiao in the Revolution of 1911, by Zi

The palace stands tall, with nine peaks. Sovereignty is given from generation to generation, long live the sky. The road is full of strong bows and horses, rivers and mountains change hands, and there are many secluded swallows. Overlapping terraces, the back garden is a fairy.

The river swelled, and the tortoise and snake woke up and smoked. The roar of the cannon in Wuchang shocked the queen mother's dream. The iron bucket is golden soup, the brave eight banners are in place, and the emperor's pulse is hanging. China * * * and the country, democracy for ten thousand years.