1, it's sad when it rains on Qingming, and green grass fans want to build graves. Those who think clearly give the way, and the white temple in Hunan and Chongqing is self-sustaining. The iron soldier is a mountain bone, and his comrade-in-arms Dan Cheng is a distant water soul. Cover your eyes with spring smoke and swallow poems with a few glasses of turbid wine.
2. It is gloomy to shed tears in Qingming and remember the tears of our ancestors. Today Kyushu is peaceful, and heroes and heroes become auspicious clouds in wyndell dichinson.
3, the drizzle is clear, and the old man sees the grave with tears. Youth will always pave the way, and years will always sleep. Full of wild red flowers and heroic blood, boundless rosy clouds and the soul of an iron warrior. Think of the Cold Food Festival and send a sad song to the comrades in the distance.
4. Heroic achievements are immortal and heroic beauty. Blood-boiling clouds, die for our country and win glory. Monument to the People's Heroes will make contributions forever. Today, thousands of flowers mourn for you on the Qingming Tianhe map.
5, the annual Qingming rain, the comrades in the military camp in the dream came. Iron bones can push cliffs, and pride is not afraid of the invasion of destroyer Xuefeng. Qianshan traveled all over the rugged network, and Wan Li knew each other frankly. The memory of sweeping the grave became comfort, and the loyal soul told me that I was beginning.
6, tears and memories, Qingming to the grave. The mountains and rivers hang down to the sky, and the horses are sad and faint. Soldiers shed their lives, and heroes reward loyal souls. The feat of that year was heroic, but it is difficult to move the old iron core again in this life.
7, endless cold rain wet banana, endless grief and tears bridge. The chilly snow-capped mountains hold their heads high, and flags float in the loose grass. Full of blood, loyal to the country, hundreds of heroes compete. My heart is bright, and my initial mission is on my shoulders.