Remember
Text: Xiao Qin
Recitation: Hideki
History never fades in the mind
The hatred of the country and the hatred of the family will always be remembered
The bloody massacre of eighty-four years ago
My great-grandmother was burned alive by the Japanese invaders
"Here comes the devil
Why don't you go for an escape
This is my homeland
Why did the robbers come to my homeland?"
Unyielding great-grandmother
So that the houses are not burned down
Provoked by the fascists with sabers and thrown into the fire
Crying in search of your skinny figure
Cry out to your undead souls
Tearing his heart out, he pounced on the body that had not burned out
Only those bloody little feet remained by the fire
A mad Japanese army demon
Burn, loot, rape and bury alive
My Nanjing, the ancient capital
Three hundred thousand compatriots were in rivers of blood
Toddlers cry to their dead mothers
Parents pounce on their children in a pool of blood
The devils laughed and waved the butcher knives in their hands
A brutal beheading match
Blood-dripping bayonets
Cruelly provoke the belly of a pregnant woman
Hordes of lives were shot en masse
Up to six weeks
A premeditated atrocities that exterminate humanity
Burn the light, grab the light, kill the light
How can we forget this humiliation and tragedy?
In front of the mass grave
I heard the struggles and cries of my fellow citizens
Memorial Hall of compatriots killed in the Nanjing Massacre of the Japanese army invading China
I see the eternal pain of a nation
Nanjing My Nanjing
Three hundred thousand undead
This is the water of the Yangtze River flowing with the blood of history
This weeping and weeping stone city
Corpses are strewn all over the field, blood staining mountains and rivers
The heinous crimes of the Japanese army in invading China
The cruelty and viciousness of the devil
In the hearts of every Chinese child
Leave a deep knife mark that can never be erased
Our dear motherland
How can it be left to be slaughtered?
Our fellow citizens
How can the Japanese be ravaged?
Now the Sleeping Lion of the East has awakened
The developing motherland is changing with each passing day
Strong country and people
The aggressors must not be allowed to step into the country for an inch of land
At this historic and tragic time
The sirens sounded
How can you not make a heavy pull
The whistle sounded
How can you not be tragic and resounding through the clouds
Let every brick of the stone city be carved with a blood sacrifice
Let every wave of the Yangtze River roll our tears
Let purple mountain raise its humiliated head high
Let the anger of the hatred of the country and the enemy burst into the sky
Remember the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the victory of the War of Resistance
Remember it as a sacrifice for the victims
Remember a bloody history
Remember, poverty and weakness are to be slaughtered
Alarm bells ring long Alarm bells ring
Put your arms around us
Clench our iron fists
Against war
Defending peace
Bloom the flower of the motherland' strength
Fly, the dove of world peace
2021.11.30
About the Author:
Yan Aiqin, pen name - Xiao Qin. Poet, Jiangsu Ganyu people. He is a member of Nanjing Writers Association and Nanjing Poetry Society, and his works are scattered in mainstream newspapers and online platforms.
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