Poems praising the little heroes of the Chinese nation (not too long).

The best answer is to leave.

The wind is strange and the rain is strange.

In the storm, words are separated.

The sound of millet separation is unbearable,

Hearing this, I left in tears.

The wind is strange and the rain is strange.

There are no strong enemies in all directions.

Look down on human life and death,

Calm down and face the bullets.

The wind is strange and the rain is strange.

Willing to blood for Hacken Hu.

Heaven sings an elegy for you,

The earth salutes you.

The wind is strange and the rain is strange.

Leave this to hate infinity.

Will lead millions of soldiers in the next life,

Snow in Changbai Mountain is a national shame.

The wind is strange and the rain is strange.

Shenzhou is red because of you.

It's been a million years since ancient times,

It's popular again today.