Read Ying Shanhong's poems

Flowers Bloom in China —— A Song Dedicated to * * * and China for Sixty Years (Excerpt) Li Ying's sandals, lanterns and red flags are quietly displayed in the showcase. The smoke of Yan 'an Cave in Yingshan, Jinggangshan has dispersed, and the lights have witnessed the echo of the salute of the birth of New China. Look, in the past 60 years, mountains and grass have withered, and the tides of the sea have changed rapidly. A cup of green tea brewed that year is still warm for a person, but the baby born that year has frosted. A nation's wave after wave of pursuit has ripened its pain and hopes to bloom fresh flowers. Sixty years later, China and, who stood up from the ruins with great energy, watched the ups and downs of Qian Shan from the Great Wall. From a height, the land is vast, and from a distance, there are barren hills and wild clouds, broken bricks and tiles. The nation finally dares to say "no" loudly, but where is the road for tomorrow in the stumbling progress? It was not until the party led the people, after intense discussion, debate and thinking, that they finally changed their understanding of the truth. Brave Chinese sons and daughters resolutely opened the window of the sea before finding their own direction and position, and let the fresh breath blow in. We tamed the wild river, built a mountain of dams, and let the waves ignite the stars all over the sky. We paved a thousand-mile railway across the forbidden area of life on the wild plateau, making the snow-capped mountains and white clouds sound cheerful car sirens. We woke up the sleeping Tarim in the northwest and sent oil and gas to the eastern cities. We led the rolling clear water from the south to the arid ridge in the north. We have established a relaxed dialogue between Xingang and the coastal areas of five continents ... Today, in China, we have built a magnificent airport to welcome friends from five continents, a splendid theater to enjoy beautiful art, a state-of-the-art TV tower to exchange civilization and information, and a magnificent gymnasium to improve the physique of the whole nation ... Ah, a hundred years ago, the humiliation of several generations being robbed by armed robbers finally ended, and our This is not a dream, but a real bloody life wish has come true in our hands. The beacon tower on the ancient Great Wall burned not wolf smoke, but five continents ... Oh, for the benefit of mankind, we sent a boat to greet the farthest planet outside the cabin, attracting every pair of surprised eyes on the earth ... The five continents in the United Nations Hall are listening to China's voice. The five Venus on our national flag in the national flag array outside the building have never been so dazzling as today's China, changing their China. It also changed the world. It accelerates the rotation of the earth. The rising sun knows its weight is increasing every day. This is the country where we are marching today. We have1300 million lives that cry and laugh. They are the supreme masters of the country. We care about everyone. No one cherishes life more than we do. We respect everyone's rights, beliefs, personality and way of thinking. We love peace and freedom. Everyone realizes his own value with honest labor and gets rewards with hardworking hands. We respect the old people who used to live like foxtails. We love children and care for them with layers of love like cabbage. The umbilical cord of each of us is closely connected with the country. In our vast land, they care about the times and the country, not their families and themselves. The green vault of the Cross Mosque on the church spire and the Buddha's golden tile sitting on the lotus platform are bathed in the sun. The strings of every nation are proud. The beauty of their culture, epic and costumes is the treasure of the whole nation. Today, wherever you go, you will smell the smell of food and rice, and you will hear laughter. You can tell the world loudly that the food planted under our feet can completely satisfy China's stomach and China's pots and pans, and more milk, more wine, more oil and more honey will come in. If you walk into the street, a tree will look at you kindly, the sun will jump on the roaring leaves and make a metallic sound for you, while the flowers under the tree are busy waiting for you to bloom. Here, every river has an ideal river, and every bird loves beauty. When has our suffering nation ever had such a high-spirited era, like the surging Yellow River, and such a proud day, like the majestic Mount Everest? Over the years, I have traveled a lot and made many enthusiastic friends. They are like distant stars shining in my heart. Now, the old lady who was thin by drought has water, electricity and a new house. The poor child whom I once kissed in the mountains has graduated from college. The shy girl selling herbs in the wild ridge has grown into a doctor in the county hospital, and the old man selling naan in the desert wasteland has lived in a nursing home in the city. This is your son and daughter today. You changed the fate of1300 million people in this way. We love life and labor. In this open era, the computer has given me a vast and colorful world, and the little light that beats on the screen constantly conveys the pulse of love-peace-friendship to me. Hello, but no one can count how many disasters and pains we have suffered on our way forward. The flood is terrible, and the ice and snow are all over the sky. The drought in Fei Huo destroyed the city, and the black wind in the countryside collapsed again and again. Thousands of lovely faces and blinking eyes instantly turn into cold soil, and even the sly ghost that can't find the trace will suddenly attack, so that we have to take the whole city, thousands of towns are soaked in disinfectant, and there are man-made disasters that make people's wounds never heal again and again, which makes many innocent people leave this world prematurely. "How difficult is it to rejuvenate the country?" Oh, disasters have tempered our backs and shoulders thousands of times. Bend down and grab the dirt under your feet. You see, sweat, tears and blood are dripping from your fingers. It is in their immersion that we know the dignity and true meaning of life. Red Chinese knots have their own logic and order, and red round lanterns have their own ideals and ambitions. From sixty years of suffering and happiness, we deeply feel that our work is by no means easier than that silly old man who moved mountains in those days. Leaders and people mature together. Between history and today, between ideal and reality, our life is far from perfect. There are still many new contradictions and problems to be solved and answered. But in labor and creation, we have learned to distinguish, think and listen. We have studied the new economic structure and social form. We seek truth in our own way, expand oriental aesthetics with national culture, and create today's future with Huangpi values. Our country is like a big machine with thousands of gears, which are accurately engaged day and night, rotating and singing harmoniously and advancing the arduous sun. We will not be ashamed of you. New myths and legends are being born in our hands. * * * country, this year is your 60th birthday. Where are the cheering ancestors in front of Tiananmen Square? These days, the young people flapping their wings in the crowd should be the children of their next generation and two generations. Later generations chase after their predecessors. Only our dear China and our country are pushing history forward. My love for you is deep and concrete, because you always warm me up. I touch your scars and chapped feet with my heart. I embrace you, and I embrace mankind with deep love. Because in my own growth, I know history, know today and know the future [reply to this building]. The glorious course has attracted worldwide attention, and the land of China is full of flowers. With the reform and opening up, the motherland has leapt to a swift horse. Today, the map of war and flood will be exhibited again, and the brilliant prospect will be praised by the world. The whole country celebrated the National Day and recalled the sound of drums. People all over the country are patriotic. Autumn and October are in a good mood, and the whole country is jubilant to welcome the National Day. Forty-nine years of wind and rain, * * * may the future be brighter. Chinese rivers and mountains are covered with red flags, and both inside and outside the Central Plains are brothers. It is not easy to turn from south to north. Remember the years. The flood demon is invincible, and everyone is United and draws a blueprint together.