From Qilv to Shaoshan, what can we feel from the poet's heart?

From "Seven Laws" to "Shaoshan", we can feel the poet's endless affection for his sacrificed relatives, friends and comrades-in-arms: "How great the sacrifice is, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky".

Seven methods of Shaoshan

Don't dream of vaguely cursing the passing of Sichuan. My hometown was thirty-two years ago.

The red flag rolls up the serf halberd and the black hand hangs the overlord whip.

Dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky for sacrifice and ambition.

I like watching thousands of waves of rice and waves, and heroes everywhere are dying.