Red is the blood of revolutionary martyrs and a red flag dyed red with blood. Only by being held high and leading the indomitable people of China to resist the aggression of foreign powers can we have today's independent peace and development. Red classic poetry, let us appreciate the special war era, the martyrs are holding what kind of lofty aspirations to achieve today.
1, "qingpingle? liupanshan
The sky is high and the clouds are light, looking at the flying geese in the south.
If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero, but you will fight for 20,000.
At the top of Liupan Mountain, the red flag flutters in the west wind.
Holding a long tassel today, when will it be a black dragon?
2. "Xijiang Mingyue? Jinggang Mountains
Flags are in sight at the foot of the mountain, drums and horns are ringing at the top of the mountain.
The enemy besieged thousands of people and I stopped.
Already very strict barriers, more United.
There was a lot of gunfire in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy had escaped at night.
3. "Seven laws? Long March
The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle.
Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills.
Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold with the cross rail.
I'm glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile.
4. "Seven laws? The People's Liberation Army occupied Nanjing.
Zhongshan is windy and rainy, and millions of heroes cross the river.
The distance between the tiger and the dragon plate is better than in the past, turned upside down and natural and graceful.
It is advisable to chase after the poor bandits with the remaining courage, not to learn from the overlord.
If the sky is sentimental, it will grow old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes.
5, "Nian Nujiao? Kunlun "
It turned out to be life, Kunlun Mountain, reading all the spring scenery in the world.
You are like three million flying Yu-lung Pai, cutting through the sky.
Summer dissolves, the river is full, and people are fish or turtles.
Who commented on the crime of Millennium work?
Now my name is Kunlun: not so high, not so much snow.
Andrew leaned against heaven and drew his sword, cutting you into three parts?
One piece stays in Europe, one piece is given to the United States, and one piece is returned to the East.
A peaceful world, the whole world is so cold and hot.
6. "Qin yuanchun? Changsha
Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River north, Orange Island.
Look at the mountains and plains, and the forests are all dyed.
The river overflows and hundreds of wars flow.
Fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost fight for freedom.
Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs.
I took a hundred couples on a trip to reminisce about the past years.
Just a classmate and teenager, in the prime of life,
Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.
Pointing at the mountains and rivers, rhetoric, dirt to thousands of households.
Do you remember?
Hit the water in the middle stream, and the waves will stop the flying boat!
7. "Qin yuanchun? snow
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.
Look inside and outside the Great Wall. It's so vast.
When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum.
Keywords mountain dancing silver snake, original wax elephant,
Want to compare with the weather!
When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!
This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.
Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent.
Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
8. "I'm proud, I'm from China"
Among countless blue eyes and brown eyes,
I have a pair of black eyes like jewels.
I am proud, I come from China!
Among countless white skin and black skin,
My skin is as yellow as the earth,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China-
The Loess Plateau is my chest,
The flowing water of the Yellow River is my boiling blood;
The Great Wall is my raised arm,
Mount Tai is my heel.
I'm from China,
My ancestors walked out of the forest for the first time.
My ancestors started farming first.
I am a descendant of the compass and printing.
I am a descendant of pi and seismograph.
In my country,
There are not only immortals in history,
Keywords Confucius, Sima Qian, Li Zicheng, Sun Yat-sen,
And immortality in the history of literature
Hua Mulan, Lin Daiyu, the Monkey King, Lu.
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China,
My voice is as rough as the Yellow River,
Not only in the United Nations building,
Speak out China's comments,
Also at the Olympic Games,
Shouting "China scores".
When applause raised the five-star red flag to the blue sky,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China,
My huge arms are like the Great Wall,
Not only the drill pipe of the diamond oil production machine
Predict that the center of the earth can't hit oil,
Sending communication satellites to our ancestors,
White clouds that I have never seen in my dream.
When the five oceans listen to the voice of the East,
I am proud, I come from China.
I'm from China.
I am a descendant of the murals in Mogao Grottoes.
Let the flying murals be with us.
I'm Tian Fei,
Flying is us.
I am proud, I come from China!
9. Motherland, my dear motherland
I am an old waterwheel worn by your river,
Tired songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.
I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead,
When you grope in the tunnel of history.
I am a withered ear of rice;
This is a roadbed that is in disrepair.
This is a barge on the beach.
Pull the rope deep into your shoulder.
-the motherland!
I'm poor, I'm sad,
I am your bitter hope for generations!
This is the "flying" cuff,
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years
-the motherland!
I am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the mythical spider web.
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow,
I am your tearful smile.
I am the newly painted white starting line,
It's a crimson dawn, breaking out!
-the motherland!
I'm one billionth of you,
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters.
You feed it with scarred breasts.
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me.
Then take it from my flesh and blood
Your richness, your glory, your freedom!
-the motherland!
My dear motherland!