After re-entering the leadership position, he ordered the demolition of the kindergarten and built a building for himself; All modern equipment has consumed hundreds of thousands of yuan in foreign exchange. I ... What did I say? What should I say? ..... You are a respected elder, and I am a latecomer.
Between you and me, I criticized you in the 1930 s and 1940 s-I never, never thought about it. Because maybe your hand shot at the old world with a machine gun. Grab the whip on my spine-you put your arms around my chest full of blood and sweat, and big tears fell with a bang!
You sobbed and touched my scar, my thick lips, trembling. You said, "Son, we have untied-let go." So, I walked barefoot into New China, and my little foot stepped on your deep and big foot nest. ...
Don't! General, even so, I want to say, I should say more! Remember? That year, I rushed to Lujiaqiao-behind me: chasing troops! The other side: fire! A river is like a tiger's wave mountain, several heavy chains ... The revolution is anxious on a dangerous cliff-is the fire in Jinggangshan to be ruthlessly swallowed up by the Dadu River?
Staring at bloodshot eyes, you thrust a mauser pistol into your waist, roared like a thunderbolt, and rushed into the history of China's revolutionary heroes! What are you thinking, general? I dare say, what you think is: "live a happy life for future generations!" " "You said," give me the most difficult task! Give it to me! ……"
How unfortunate! My bullet hole general, more than forty years later, your hero's body will stumble under the weight of credit, and how weak your thunderous voice is eroded by the running water of time: give me ... give me ... give you the moon, you feel too cold, give you the sun, you feel too hot! You want to hold the earth in your arms, and everything is for you to enjoy, so you can choose ...?
Everything. You want everything. Why didn't you just take the oath when you joined the party? Why not just ask the proletariat for its true colors? Is it really necessary to put out the Jinggangshan fire that the Dadu River can't swallow in your Maotai glass? Can you run aground the red boat coming from the South Lake storm and anchor it in your easy chair? Is a producer going to write the sad history of Niu Jinxing? ?
Is it really just for the endless enjoyment of your family that generations have fought to death? If so, general, how can you live up to the last entrustment of your comrades who died in your arms? How can we be worthy of the white-haired author of the Producers' Party Manifesto?
Brief introduction of the author
Ye, male, a poet, was born in 1944, and 1966 began to write poetry. He is regarded as a great realistic poet in contemporary times. After graduating from normal school, he became a primary school teacher, 1964 joined the army, and 1966 began to write poetry. His published poems include Love in the Mountain (1978), Death of a Swan (1986), Male Sun (1986), Niu Hao (1992) and so on.
Ye's early poems are used to reflecting the boiling life and beautiful soul of engineers with distinctive styles, which is the basic way for military poets in the fifties and sixties. Ye's poetry experienced a sudden change in style in the late 1970s, and formed its own distinctive personality and style characteristics.