A poem in memory of the martyrs ------ written on Qingming Festival
Willow silk touches distant thoughts,
Raindrops knock on the ripples of the happy sea.
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One flower, one wish,
One flower, one greeting,
Rest in peace, martyrs who died.
The beautiful blue flowers fill us with admiration.
It complements the loyal souls of the martyrs.
Lower our heads,
recall the heroic deeds of the martyrs,
gather heavy emotions,
offer deep respect.
The martyrs sleep peacefully in the green pines and cypresses.
During the Qingming Festival, we send our deepest thoughts.
Under the tall memorial tower, we recite sonorous oaths.
Immortal, the people’s hero!
I want so much,
How much I want to give birth to the wings of Lingyun——
Fly into the sky and visit your loyal souls,
Listen to your affectionate teachings again,
Look at your determined eyes again;
How I wish, how I wish I could be Wu Gang in that month——
I will bring you the most mellow wine...
But we only have sad songs,
that can soar to the sky.
We have only these poems of condolence,
that we can offer before your souls.
How many times have you walked through the den of knives and tigers,
You stand like giants.
How many times have you faced the stormy waves?
You are as strong as a rock.
The people stood up,
but you spilled your blood on the battlefield.
The motherland is liberated,
Your unyielding will is even higher.
In order to express our deep condolences,
the pine branches and flowers on the highest peak,
were picked to make pious garlands,
Our hearts cannot hold this huge pain.
The crystal tears gush out like clear springs.
Rest in peace, people’s hero!
You have carved an immortal chapter in the annals of history.
Your tall statue,
erects in the most sacred place in our hearts.
Rest in peace, people’s hero!
Your glorious career,
will forever be passed down by the songs of future generations.
As long as the sun shines on this earth,
your immortal names,
will soar high in the stubborn sky!
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Rest in peace, martyrs! Rest in peace, people’s heroes!