Tomb-Sweeping Day's patriotic poems
Nothing is better than being remembered by everyone.
Greater sacrifice.
Nothing is better than being remembered by the people forever.
More noble libation!
Your inscription is
Inscribed in the hearts of the people
Your great achievements,
Great feat.
Or bits and pieces in the ordinary?
But because of the infiltration of your true feelings,
As bright as a star
That's great.
I use my soul.
A pious touch
Your short but eternal life
Condensed words,
Every touch
My ignorant soul is like an experience.
The baptism of thoroughly remould oneself;
My conscience was abandoned by desire,
Is being punished and tortured.
All white and elegant flowers
Should gather in front of your grave,
This is a continuation of your elegance,
This is the condensation of your stereo.
All compassionate hearts
You should review it,
Even if it is hypocritical.
That's awe,
That's also humbleness.
Facing the fear and retreat of the nobility.
Standing at your grave,
I feel my heart is bleeding!
Lament the boundless sky
Whose depravity
Let your glory
Because of their corruption?
Whose erosion is it?
Let your grace
Die for their sins?