Mao Zedong
one
Broad-minded, brave and firm,
Sword and shadow Ren Xiangxuan.
Sleepless in Longhua, wyndell dichinson,
I still write small poems and orchestral music.
Secondly,
Jianhu, the hometown of Yuetai celebrities,
Worry breaks the heart of this country.
The song of bo meets the song of autumn wind,
A case immersed in a poem bag.
Some people--thoughts on commemorating lu xun.
Cang Kejia
Some people are still alive.
He died;
Some people died.
He's alive.
someone
Riding on the people's heads: "Oh, how great I am!"
someone
Bend down and be a cow and a horse for the people.
someone
Carve your name on a stone to be "immortal";
someone
I'd rather be a weed and wait for the underground fire.
someone
He lives and no one else can live;
someone
He lives to make life better for most people.
Riding on people's heads,
People broke him down;
Those who work for the people,
People will always remember him!
Carve your name on the stone,
The name decays earlier than the corpse;
Wherever the spring breeze blows,
There are green weeds everywhere.
He's alive, and no one else can,
His fate can be seen;
He lives for most people, those who live better,
The crowd held him high and high.
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