
The "Chinese Red Voice" red classic recitation activity is jointly guided by the Organ Committee of the State Administration of Radio and Television of the Communist Party of China and the China Online Audio-visual Program Service Association, and the Network Audio Work Committee, together with the Tianjin Municipal Bureau of Culture and Tourism, the Hebei Provincial Radio and Television Bureau, the Shanghai Municipal Bureau of Culture and Tourism, the Zhejiang Provincial Radio and Television Bureau, the Hubei Provincial Radio and Television Bureau, the Hunan Provincial Radio and Television Bureau, and the Sichuan Provincial Radio and Television Bureau, reciting classic works in Mandarin and local dialects, inheriting red genes, speaking out for a better life, and expressing a sense of gain 3. Happiness and security, to create a strong atmosphere to celebrate the glorious achievements of the past century.
The "Chinese Red Voice" red classic recitation activity has received wide attention from reading enthusiasts from all walks of life, and more than 600 submitted works have been received in a short period of time, and a total of 100 excellent recitation works with distinct themes, diverse styles and full of appeal have been selected. The work I bring to you today is "The Dove of Peace of Eternal Life".
"Chinese Red Voice" Red Classic Recitation Activity 100 Excellent Recitation Works
Red Classic Recitation · Eternal dove of peace
Countless times, between the sky and the earth
Next to olive trees
Release a pair of young white pigeons
Countless times, the sun was raised by the trembling of the horizon
Shivering again sank into the morning and dusk
I sang an affectionate wordless song to the far south
Right in the middle of the subtropical jungle
On that unknown patch of grass
He stood up for the last time and saluted his country
The red fountain of life rushed and never stopped
As a result, the sunset that day was very red and red
Just like that, he was on that little grass
Give your last pulse, your last breath
He gave his life at the age of twenty-two
He was an ordinary man, very ordinary
It was our childhood companion,
It was a friend of our youth
He did not weave glorious dreams of heroes and marshals
I don't even particularly like the stories of the wars
He was infatuated with his pigeons, his white and beautiful pigeons
Every time, when the white pigeon took off from his shoulder
I will always hear him facing the blue sky,
Blow that loud and incomparably free whistle
But one day, he said he was going to be a soldier
He's going to the front line in the south...
So, on a foggy morning
He packed his backpack and said goodbye to us
He said a pair of white pigeons had died in the south
So there are always people who have to go to the front lines
Yes, there are always people who are going to go to the front lines
He said that spilling blood was to open up the sunshine and love
Open up large swaths of peaceful skies
At this time, you are crying, and there are tears on your face
He smiled and blew a long whistle
A whistle, a whistle of great grace
Finally he took out the pair of snow-white pigeons
Put it on our hands
Turn around and step onto the winding path
He never came back
He'll never come back...
My song swirls, it's low, low
But I always believed, in that distant subtropical jungle
There will be a little grass that will hear this song,
Miss with us
So, when we face it countless times
The blue sky and the glow of blood red and blood red
I always felt that there was a hidden story that had not yet been told
I always felt that there was a loud pigeon whistle echoing for a long time
Countless times, we stretched out our palms
Countless times, we headed for the far south
Sing an affectionate, wordless song
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