Looking around, full of enthusiasm, forging the wheat sickle and casting the axe into the mountain alliance.
Thunder 90 thousand broadcast red rain, evil waves 1000 back to roll the flag
Who is blowing, who is clearing the black fog? I am glad that Jasper has a great reputation.
Talented people come forth in large numbers, representing the country and leading the spring tide.
In commemoration of the 7th French Revolution of 1911100th anniversary, dedicated to Mr. Zhongshan.
Throw your head for democracy! I think I saw Mr. Howling again.
In front of the monument, the family and the country hate each other, and the Ao Shuang factory is on Huanghuagang.
Clouds and thunder cover the mountains, the wind is foggy and it rains every day.
The big slogan was hung as a guide, and then thousands of new ways were explored.
On the Phoenix Platform, I remember to play the flute to express my happiness.
I always love lakes and mountains, but also pity pine and bamboo, so I am naturally romantic. Look at the water washing the flat land and the waves washing the flying seagulls. Next time, he will eliminate your ups and downs, personnel and disdain. Blue is wet, not because of the deer, but because of tenderness.
It's hard to accept that you have been killed for 60 years! You ask Tangyuan, who is Liang Zhuo? But if you are happy with your family, you will eventually get a new building. Today, we sing the praises of spring and push the boat to meet the waves.
(Author: Jiangsu Writers Association, China Prose Society and Chinese Poetry Society.