Use broken bones as a cornerstone.
Making concrete with coagulated blood
Dump the martyr's tombstone
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Many eighteen-year-old souls are buried.
A flock of white pigeons
Perched on the top of a solemn monument
Burned incense ashes
Covered with commemorative footprints
The spirit of creeping blood
Support the backbone of a country.
Ah, martyrs!
When a country
Bend down at the same time
When a country
Tears at the same time
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This is a tribute to you in the name of the country.
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This is to remember and admire you in the name of the country.
When a country
Gather the strength of the whole country
When a country
Inspire the dream of revival
This is a wake-up call for sad memories.
This is an unprecedented memory and reverence.
This is the most sacred and pious mourning.
This is the inspiration of the national will.
This is the sacrifice of the soul of China.
Martyrs, loyal to the liver and righteous bravery, gave their lives for justice.
Martyr, ambitious, sacrificed for a just cause.
Martyr, integrity, ambition.
Voluntary sacrifice of one's life for the motherland and the people. ......
Martyrs wrote the history of a nation with blood.
Martyrs make a nation unforgettable.
Martyrs make a nation unforgettable.
I can't forget it!
Tombstones cannot be carved.
Those frozen names
Blade blood and tears, bullets
Martyr, stand firm
The air is filled with smoke and rivers of blood.
A martyr is as dead as death.
Eighteen-year-old eternal spirit and body
Sleeping forever at eighteen.
Parents of martyrs
A martyr's lover and companion.
Martyr's ... Martyr's youth dream.
Everything about martyrs
Buried in the beloved land forever.
A burst of thunder
Shout for the martyrs.
A gust of wind and rain
Sing the elegy of the martyrs loudly
Martyr, martyr!
China, meanwhile.
The whole country mourns!
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It is the soul of a nation.
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Writing the history of national turning over and struggling for prosperity.
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Without your countless sacrifices.
There will be no peace and tranquility of the Chinese nation.
There will be no prosperity for the Chinese nation.
Can't, can't forget the martyrs.
Forget, you will lose your soul.
Without soul, it is a hopeless nation.
Advocate and comfort the heroic spirit.
Let the spirit of martyrs be integrated into the blood of the Chinese nation.
Engraved in the memory of the nation
Stand up the unyielding backbone of the nation
Generation after generation, endless.
Accumulate a national cultural identity.
Bear in mind that historical responsibility and mission of a nation.
The martyr is a monument that people will always admire.
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The immortal body is cast into the backbone of a nation.
An indomitable spirit of China stood up!
Martyr, eternal!
Long live the martyr!
My clothes and wine stains.
Clothes mixed with wine stains will disappear everywhere when traveling.
In this life, we forget our family and go abroad through ups and downs.
Poetry of justice
Snow is flying all over the sky, and sorrow is everywhere. Why is the revolution afraid of beheading?
Keep your son's arrogance and avenge the king of Chu three years later!
Poetry of justice
I hate not being able to die against Japan, and I am shameless today.
The country is still so broken, why should I cherish this head
Song of the Great River "Turn East"
The great river song turned to the east, and the dense group helped the poor.
Ten years of broken walls, it is difficult to reward the sea and be a hero.
"The nearest flower, answer Li Shuyi."
I lost my pride, Yang Jun lost her willow, and the willow was light and straight.
Asked what WU GANG had, WU GANG held out osmanthus wine.
Lonely Chang 'e has wide sleeves, and Wan Li dances for the loyal soul.
Suddenly came the news that the world had been dormant, and tears flew down and poured down.
Song of prison
The door where people go in and out is locked, and the hole where dogs climb out is open.
A voice shouted-climb out and set you free!
I long for freedom, but I deeply know-how can a person's body climb out of a dog hole!
I hope that one day, the underground fire will burn me and this living coffin together.
I deserve to live forever in fire and blood!
Walk in chains
Walking in chains on the long street, stumbling one after another, the city people are vying for attention, and I have no shame at all.
Walking in the street with chains, the city people were shocked by the sound of chains, and my heart was at peace.
Walking in chains on the long street, the more ambitious you are and the more you fight as a prisoner, the workers and peasants will be liberated.
Self-sworn poem
I am very happy to see the rise of oriental spirit, and I don't ask about harvest and cultivation.
I am willing to give my blood to my future land in exchange for permanent peace in China.
Poetry in prison
Wandering around the rivers and lakes reminiscing about the past, the old people died in different ways.
I abandoned my troubles, found something in common, and left my pride as a prisoner.
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The enemy can only cut off our heads,
Never shake our faith!
Because of the creed we believe in,
This is a common phenomenon. The truth!
Sacrifice for capitalism,
Bleeding for the Soviet Union,
This is what we are very willing to do!
My confession
The heavy chain was ringing at his feet,
You can hold the whip high,
I don't need any confession,
Even if the chest is facing the bloody bayonet!
People can't lower their noble heads,
Only those who are afraid of death beg for "freedom";
What is torture?
Death can't make me talk!
I laugh at death,
The devil's palace swayed in laughter;
This is my confession of party member.
Sing a triumphant song and ruin the Chiang dynasty.
Sitting on the bottom of the prison
In order to avoid the pain of the next generation,
We want to-
I would like to sit in this prison!
We were born rebels,
We have to turn this upside-down Gankun around!
We are going to knock this unreasonable thing over!
Today, we went to the prison.
What's so rare about going to jail?
In order to avoid the pain of the next generation,
We want to-
I would like to sit in this prison!
Express my feelings by the river.
Swear to cross the river for the country, not for the home.
Are all men good? Why are women so bad?
I will be loyal to my motherland and have a boiling passion.
Baishan Blackwater can wipe out the enemy and smile at the red flag.
Let the dead die
Let the dead die!
Their blood did not flow in vain,
They were lying on the road smiling,
As if also sincerely nodded to us.
Their blood was mapped,
How many rural areas have been dyed red, Chengtou.
They died with honor,
We can't shed tears on them.
The enemy is aiming,
Don't put your hands up!
Let the dead die!
Their blood did not flow in vain,
Let's not be sad or sigh,
The long journey lies ahead.
Go ahead,
Don't leak the news in the struggle,
They did their duty,
We still need to be energetic.