This is the hymn of the working people. From the perspective of grand narrative, it concisely outlines the most authentic face of that far-reaching history, and embodies the simple, tenacious and brave character of the Chinese nation, as well as the spirit of fighting against heaven and enterprising spirit of that era. Enthusiastically praised the revolutionary heroes who died for their country and the industrious, brave and self-reliant national spirit with patriotism as the core. The whole poem is bold and unconstrained, swallowing mountains and rivers!
Don't dream of vaguely cursing the passing of Sichuan. My hometown was thirty-two years ago. The red flag rolls up the serf halberd and the black hand hangs the overlord whip. Dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky for sacrifice and ambition. I like watching thousands of waves of rice and waves, and heroes everywhere are dying.
It's been thirty-two years since I left my hometown. I don't remember how many times I scolded you in my dream. When the red flag was flying and the peasant uprising was surging, the reactionaries holding high whips oppressed the peasants even more crazily. Because there are too many revolutionary martyrs whose ambitions are not paid, there are waves of people who sacrifice their lives for justice. It is precisely because of this revolutionary heroism that they dare to change the world and revolve around Gan Kun. I like to watch the vast crops swept by the evening breeze, and the heroic working people are all in the sunset.