The feeling of seeing Brother Peng Xian go back to his hometown.
( 1)
Meeting by chance is also a leading edge, and it is no accident to be negative.
I'm shocked to say it.
You should taste the courage in times of crisis and dare to rest your shoulders in moral struggle.
When he returns to agriculture for a whole day, he will borrow money from his neighbors in advance.
(2)
The east wind urges strangers, and Nanpu sings praises.
In an instant, people are thousands of miles away.
Stars and leaves become hate, clouds are sad.
There are many reasons for rejoicing in the past.
(3)
Peers fight for speed and take the lead by themselves.
Marry the poor and sympathize with them. The rapids make you noble.
The crow loves the evening tree, and the lonely goose enters the sky.
I feel disappointed only when I make friends with old people.
19 17 Summer, Zhou Enlai graduated from Nankai Middle School and went to Japan to study. In Du Dong, Zhou Enlai, aged 65,438+09, wrote a famous poem:
The great river song turned to the east, and the dense group helped the poor.
Ten years of broken walls, it is difficult to reward the sea and be a hero.
During his stay in Europe, Zhou Enlai kept in touch with the "Enlightenment" in China. When he learned that Huang Yi, a member of the Enlightenment Society, was arrested by Zhao Hengti, a Hunan warlord, in 1922, he was extremely indignant and wrote a magnificent new poem that was told through the ages:
It is very difficult for relatives to meet and die.
Heroic death,
Xunqi's life.
Fear of death,
What a heavy death!
Don't die,
The most embarrassing thing.
Farewell, worry;
Death, insignificant,
How about a touching farewell!
Without arable land,
Where is the harvest?
Without sowing the seeds of revolution,
But I hope * * * blossoms!
Dreaming of red flags flying,
Don't let him get blood,
How can there be such a cheap thing in the world
Sit down and talk,
How about getting up?
A gluttonous person,
I was sad when I left,
With death and life,
It's just that they can't understand this touching eternity
Farewell, farewell is touching.
Don't put your hopes on others,
The road to life and death,
It's in front of everyone,
Fly to the light,
It's up to you
Raise the black iron hoe,
Reclaim uncultivated land
Seeds are sown on the earth,
Blood dripped on the ground.
This is separation,
I will say goodbye in the future!
I know everything about life and death,
Make a living,
Work hard to death,
Goodbye, what is it?
1924 February 1, Zhou Enlai wrote another poem:
The announcement of a red light
Red light of revolution,
From northern Russia,
wake up with a start
The oppressed class dormant like winter worms,
It vibrates.
World groups like silkworms,
Feudal remnants,
International robbers,
He showed his true colors.
The night has stopped and the day is about to break.
Red light,
It flashed as early as in the east.
don't forget to
In distant Turkey,
Near India.
Yes!
lack
Freedom,
Independence,
Originally only near the red light,
The road to world revolution.
Up, up, up,
Our friends!
Mourning the victims in Jiangnan (published in Chongqing Xinhua Daily in June194165438+10/8)
Eternal enmity is a leaf in the south of the Yangtze River.
What's the hurry?
Poem for Liu Zhidan Mausoleum (written in 1943)
Up and down for five thousand years,
Thousands of heroes;
People's heroes,
Liu Zhidan.
* * * After the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC), Zhou Enlai served as Prime Minister for 26 years until the last moment of his life. During this period, he only wrote an unpublished poem.
1958 10 at the end, in order to welcome Chinese people's Volunteer Army's triumphant return to China and commemorate Zheng Zhenduo, Cai and others who died in a plane crash not long ago, Zhou Enlai wrote such a poem:
Welcome and condolences
While welcoming the triumphant return of the volunteers, I was very excited. On the eve of mourning the victims in Afghanistan and the cultural visit of the United Arab League, the ideological trend fluctuated and I couldn't sleep at night. Bearing in mind that Chairman Mao's rectification thoughts, such as loyalty to the people, improving work style, devoting himself to overseas and conquering nature, have become four slang words. I can't write poetry, I just want to talk about it.
Destruction, heroism,
A hundred hammers and a brave wind.
Flying stones and sand leave traces of chivalry,
Heaven goes to earth and works miracles.