A modern poem about flood fighting and disaster relief
Know that behind you
There are countless parents' eyes.
Know your physical strength
It's been overdrawn for a long time
But you didn't hesitate.
Because every step you take,
It is possible to drive away a life and be taken care of by death.
You built the great wall of flesh and blood with an iron will.
You cheer for every strong survival.
I don't know your names.
I can't see your faces clearly.
Olive green and white
Ignite the pupils of hope in the ruins
You go by water.
You fell from the sky.
You trudged through mudslides and aftershocks.
Where do I need you most?
There is no trace of you.
The Prime Minister is brave for you.
People cheer for you.
You shoulder the great trust of the Republic of China.
Even if there is only a glimmer of hope.
You will all make a hundredfold effort
All difficulties and obstacles
Will eventually give way to heroes.
Fight ahead, supply behind.
Let hundreds of millions of compatriots in China join hands.
Everyone is of one mind and one mind
Unity is strength.
Chapter II Modern Flood Relief Poems
Silent hand
A pair of hands,
Fingers clenched,
Thousands of pulses are interconnected.
A pair of hands,
This pile is full of calluses,
Changes through time
Gaze,
Blurred vision,
Memories will make me,
Once again,
When Wang Yang was raging in the past,
A picturesque beginning,
Nightmare process,
Touching ending,
Those hands,
Wandering around,
Under the touch of raindrops,
Gentle and comfortable,
It stretches quietly,
Into a sweet sleep,
Open your eyes,
Surging floods,
But it fell from the sky,
The wind and cloud blend together,
Lightning interweaves,
Surging waves,
Thousands of acres of fertile land,
For an instant,
Being trampled on by the flood,
Qiongyu, a tall building,
Straighten your neck hard,
Keep your head just above the water,
To breathe,
Those hands were frightened,
But there is no way out,
In the dark, it rushed to,
The first line of flood fighting and disaster relief,
Bags of sandbags,
It's been delivered,
Dams that need reinforcement,
Rushed into Wang Yang again and again,
Looking for survivors in urgent need of help,
Day after day,
The flood gradually receded.
Those hands,
Stop the fishing boat again.
Huge waves hit,
It fell on Wang Yang,
In suffocation and darkness,
It groped in despair,
Trying to catch any one,
An object that can survive
A warm current,
From fingertips to palms.
On the other hand,
Catch it,
Bring it back to a safe home,
The sun shines,
Singing and dancing,
The flood finally subsided,
Raise your hand,
A tired smile.
Look around,
It finds itself around,
Many couples and themselves,
Similar hands
The same signs of fatigue,
The same exciting satisfaction,
You grab me,
I hold you.
Together,
Built the Great Wall of Steel,
Green lightning that illuminates life.