In the cornfield
I am a young general.
Look at the red tassels flying everywhere and the green swords flying.
The fruit is hidden under the red tassel and green sword.
Show their teeth
We can read their language.
There are no old friends in ordinary days.
Only the wind is blowing, blowing endless corn long hair.
In the cornfield
We will gain the strength to overcome tomorrow.
The corn leaves are still beating me.
The golden corn cob rattled in boiling water.
What a beautiful day.
Just think about what a wonderful country.
In the cornfield
Corn fields fall on the map of * * * and China.
Countless battles and victories
Will shine on us forever
Patriotic Poetry Part II
You are the peak of Mount Tai,
Lofty and hard;
You crossed the Yangtze River and the Three Gorges,
Surging,
When I think of you after 6 1 year,
A shower and a strong wind roared in my ear.
You are a blazing fire,
Burn the rotten things clean;
You are the mirror of light.
Concentrate people's hopes,
You are making a brand-new history,
Inherit the fine tradition.
People cheer and salute you,
You are broad-minded and don't take credit.
Your feet are rooted in the earth,
Your fame soars in the sky.
Times are developing,
You are the dragon in the clouds;
At present, you are brave and strong,
Hold on to the iron fist and never relax.
You are the lightning that breaks the darkness,
You are the dormant thunder,
You are the sea of wisdom,
You are a sky lamp hanging high,
You are a soldier of the people and have unlimited power!
You are full of heroism,
Forever forward, always young.
-Network