Chapter One: On the Eve of War
The persistent fire in marble mountain
It will definitely start a prairie fire.
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one
I want to climb the high marble mountain before the sun comes out.
On a par with Hongdu Ruijin and the Baiyun of Hongdu Ruijin.
shoulder
I want to meditate on this red land.
Long-lost spirit in the journey
Let the heroic sacrifice rise with the sun.
Let all immortal souls be us.
The shining stars of this century
So I can be in Yinglie
The stars are twinkling.
concentrate on
Take the red mud out of your chest.
Take out the hot heart of the sun
Start exploring and singing the swan song
two
Let me lower my head
Mourn for the dead hero
Drink up the blood shed in mourning
So I can be in the blockade of bullets
Rush out of the tight encirclement and embark on a journey
The road ahead is full of bunkers and crises.
march to one's doom
We have no other choice.
Enemy encirclement and suppression
It's cruel every time.
Planes in the sky bombed artillery units on the ground.
Thousands of bunkers came to the base area.
be besieged/embattled on all sides
Birds in the sky are doomed to extinction.
three
Remember this date: 1934 65438+ 10/0.
The Red Army will leave its hometown and red land.
Leave people in that red land.
"Life and Death Field" and "People * * *
What is the difference between fish and water?
I can't bear to look back and say goodbye.
I can't even bear to cry.
Hengtai was wrapped in cool rain.
It is fallen leaves flying over the yellow mud.
Heartbroken footsteps, hooves, stretchers carrying the wounded. ...
More wounded people stay.
There are also sick people, pregnant women, and red army female soldiers wrapped in their feet.
Walk through the line
Granny, young woman, they wear straw sandals.
Cloth shoes, umbrellas and hats are in the hands of soldiers.
Baskets of hard-boiled eggs
A basket of sweet dumplings
A handful of fried beans
Bags of food
……
Hold the hand of the Red Army tightly, dear ones.
Red Army! You must take it with you.
The soil in my hometown carries the hearts of the people in my hometown.
After the team left,
Darkness will come again.
Life will fall into hot water again.
four
-Marble mountain that stays up all night
It's rolling inside.
Surge with the waves
Whose are those big tears?
It's not electricity that drips into a child's face.
The child is dreaming a beautiful dream.
He doesn't know that he will leave tomorrow.
Mom and dad will never see them again.
Separation from flesh and blood and separation from brothers and sisters
She, the wife of the great Mao Zedong.
He Zizhen wiped her tears beside her only son.
Tears can never be wiped away.
Enjoy your life to the fullest. No one.
No one will tell her where her children are going.
Like a lost lamb in the wilderness ...
A mountain of heartache, marble mountain, you should remember.
People who have no sleep tonight
Night, dark night! Let me climb the marble mountain
The highest cliff stone
Call out the name of red soil
He Zizhen, so young and beautiful.
I will put away my tears and stay with my children.
And the red land where she was born and raised.
Yunshishan, no matter how sad you are.
You must stand up before dawn.
I want to make more pairs of straw sandals before dawn.
I must endure crying until dawn.
Endure until your loved ones leave.
Stay away from enemy fire.
five
The strong wind roared on the marble mountain.
Let me stand in the wind with you.
Bear the baptism of wind and rain together
Poet Mao Zedong, his tears.
Flow to your heart and hide your tears in your heart.
Blood and tears are never shown to people.
Holding the fire of blood in Jinggangshan
The great Mao Zedong has an ocean-like heart.
Control the situation before the war.
Walking is a kind of helplessness, and staying is a kind of tragic.
Her preoccupied marble mountain
Your sigh tonight
Heavier than your own weight.
Many people didn't go out with the troops.
Mao Zedong's younger brother Mao Zetan.
He Shuheng, Qu Qiubai and Liu Bojian. ...
Many people left behind died.
Deep-planted quiet marble mountain
You should block the light like the night.
Cover up the remains of martyrs
Like the promise of blooming flowers in spring
Promised us a monument to heroes.
six
I saw it in the rustling autumn wind.
Qu Qiubai's thin figure in the moonlight.
He stroked his white horse.
Have a sleepless night ...
The stars on Marble Mountain know what he thinks.
Set the horse on a journey, Qu Qiubai.
Give the beloved horse to old Xu Teli.
The pain in my heart ... shrinks.
Goose feathers are in the sky and snow is in the snow.
I met Qu Qiubai before his execution.
Singing the Internationale to the execution ground.
This is Qu Qiubai's last moment.
He saw the horse become stiff without him.
Run away with your head held high.
Through one piece of red land after another
The mane exposed to the ground in the wind.
Fluttering in the wind ...