A poem in search of Hongyan spirit

Ye Ting: The Song of Prison

The doors that people come in and out are locked,

The hole the dog climbed out of was open,

A voice shouted:

Climb out and set you free!

I long for freedom,

But I know very well-

How can a human body crawl out of a dog hole!

I hope one day

Underground fire,

Burn me with this living coffin,

I should get water from fire and blood!

Lin's Long Sentence Play with Hongyan Friends

After a long separation, Hongyan's story is sparse, and Tong Peng only asks Qian Liu.

Yuan Ang, I'm worried, let alone worried.

Today, when his province is blocked, the news with Hainan has been ups and downs.

Two roes avoid hunting, and a wild goose roams in the air.

Being a man's wife is all right, and Bing Mei is proud of it.

Song Ping laughed at home, but Yu Jing was worried about her son.

Lifting a sick mountain, I looked up at Liu, a woman and a man.

Loneliness sighs for a long time, and Long Tai is angry with Real Madrid to call cattle.

The couple broke off the silk and even became lively, and Liang Kongyan waited for a long time.

Gentlemen, you must recite this, and once again, you must copy it seriously.

Hongyan spirit shines brilliantly, and the most difficult thing is to start a business.

Yi Long devoted himself to this day and will never forget the poem "A leaf in the south of the Yangtze River".

Hongyan spirit shines, and the mountain city has been in high spirits for nine years.

Thunderbolt is brewed in the depths of the magic hole, and the pen and ink career is the battlefield.

Hongyan spirit lighting, frost and snow combined with pine and cypress love.

If you dare to go into the tiger's den and catch the tiger, there will be a new generation of Xinhua people.

Hongyan has a long spirit, and the four sides are in the same boat.

At night, chickens crow at dawn, and the red sun shines in China, Ran Ran.