It's sunny and rainy, and it's our tears that come out of our hearts.
Martyrs, today we are gathered to pay tribute to you! Song for you.
We are like little pine trees beside the monument. Always by your side,
We are like flowers in a cemetery, sending you greetings and fragrance.
Qingming rain is a little note, writing a heroic chapter.
Poetry in Memory of Revolutionary Martyrs (2)
In those days, the anti-Japanese bonfire burned the earth. In those days in blood shed, many soldiers fought bravely in the wind and rain. For the splendid rivers and mountains in China, they face the enemy's butcher's knife and smile for tomorrow; War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression brought a heroic victory in eight years.
At that time, the horn of the war of liberation resounded throughout the world; How many heroes are invincible in the rain of bullets? They held high the torch, broke through the darkness for the Chinese children and lit a single spark in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people.
Poetry in Memory of Revolutionary Martyrs (3)
Whenever we recite these just songs, our blood rushes in our hearts.
The red scarf on the chest reflects the sunshine, just like a loyal and strong martyr.
A white flower with wishes, a white flower with greetings,
It embodies the admiration of every young pioneer and weaves the vows of every small partner.
Poems in memory of revolutionary martyrs (4)
Turning over the history of China citizens' travel, how many heroes died calmly and heroically;
Walking into the verdant martyrs cemetery of pine and cypress, there are many martyrs and heroes buried here.
In order to avoid the suffering of the next generation, live a great life and die a glorious death!
It doesn't matter if you behead, as long as the doctrine is true. Kill Xia, and later generations.