Party group poems

Poetry about the party

Qin Wei eulogized a ghost party, the century declaration of materialism.

Memories of wandering Europe, Paris Commune, Russian Revolution, Comments on the May 4th Movement.

The smoke of World War II and socialism has turned red all over the world.

Wuzhou earthquake, Asia, Africa, Latin America, turned upside down.

The east-west wind is hovering.

The west wind is strong and the east wind is fierce.

Listen to the roar of bullets, peaceful evolution, noisy, and the disintegration of the Soviet Union.

With twists and turns, the Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves go forward bravely.

Truth shines, running for the great harmony of mankind and a better tomorrow.

... a poem about the party! ! ! ! ! !

You poured your torrent into the party organization, and I was infiltrated by you. From your solemn and gentle fingertips, I understand the warmth and greatness of China's * * * production party. A farmer of the Chinese nation dedicated this blue sky full of love to the motherland-a celebration.