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 a "confession" I made in party member.
Sing a triumphant song and ruin the Chiang dynasty.
1On April 22nd, 948, Chen Ran was arrested by Kuomintang agents for betraying a traitor and detained in Scout Baigongguan prison. Kuomintang agents used tiger benches and other kinds of torture on him. He was tortured to death and his legs were badly injured, but he persevered, a secret of the Conservative Party. In prison, he wrote the news of Huang Xiansheng, a senior general of the Kuomintang, on a piece of paper and secretly passed it on to his cellmates, which was called "going forward in prison". News of the founding of New China reached the prison, and he and his inmates could not restrain their excitement and sewed a five-star red flag with their own hands.
1949, 10 year1October 28th, Chen Ran was killed in Daping execution ground near Zhazidong, Chongqing, at the age of 26. He fulfilled his solemn oath to the party with his own life: "As long as there is breath left, we will fight for the revolution to the end!" " "
Song of Prison (Ye Ting)
The doors that people come in and out are locked,
The hole the dog climbed was open,
A voice shouted: climb out and set you free!
I long for freedom, but I also know-
How can a person's body crawl out of a dog hole!
I can only look forward to that day,
The underground fire is burning,
Burn this living coffin with me,
I deserve to live forever in fire and blood!
You are a (Tibetan family)
You are the peak of Mount Tai,
Lofty and hard;
You crossed the Yangtze River and the Three Gorges,
Surging,
When I think of you after 6 1 year,
A shower and a strong wind roared in my ear.
You are a blazing fire,
Burn the rotten things clean;
You are the mirror of light.
Concentrate people's hopes,
You are making a brand-new history,
Inherit the fine tradition.
People cheer and salute you,
You are broad-minded and don't take credit.
Your feet are rooted in the earth,
Your reputation soared into the sky.
Times are developing,
You are the dragon in the clouds;
At present, you are brave and strong,
Hold on to the iron fist and never relax.
You are the lightning that breaks the darkness,
You are the dormant thunder,
You are the sea of wisdom,
You are a sky lamp hanging high,
You are a people's warrior with unlimited power _ _ _ _!
You are full of heroism,
Forever, forever young.