Two poems in the group
One
I wish
——The third prize of the 6th Shanghai Citizens' Poetry Creation Competition in 2012
Author/Xu Jianwei
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Winter is always hostile to spring
As a result, poverty and backwardness deeply harmed the motherland
The vast snowy night is a vain attempt to kill all hope
Even time seems to freeze helplessly
I would like to be transformed into a jumping, brave note
Notes from the song "The Story of Spring"
Awaken the sleeping mountains and rivers and convey the good news that spring is about to bloom
Winter is always full of fear of spring
The snow is not willing to leave easily
But the buds can't wait for a new era
Vigorously planning to crush the thick and solid ice
I saw warmth and happiness break through
How the depression of all things is better than a hundred flowers blooming
I would like to become a leaf that sets off the purple and red of spring
No matter how the relentless winter is set up, the levels are set up
It was destined to be futile resistance, a senseless struggle
For every heart is calling for rebirth
No one can stop the footsteps of spring
Spring, your other name is Reform
When you hug the vast land of China tightly
I wish I were a drop of rain falling from the sky, and it was worth it to smash it for you
Spring is full of leaves, and China has choked the pulse of the times
Surrender in winter, and the people brew a good life
You know, on a yellowed picture of history
There has never been such rapid growth
There has never been such brilliant progress
I am not afraid to die in the spring, and I am proud to die
Buried in the soil, I would like to nourish the seeds of the future with the remaining energy
Ah, spring is precious, long live reform
I would like to kiss a gentle morning light in the spring
A little deep starlight, a cloud that soars freely
I would like to defend a nameless little flower in spring
A tender grass, a fragrant dream belonging to a butterfly
I would like to ride the wind and set off again from spring
Spend the rest of your sweaty life searching for the golden code that opened the harvest
(July 29, 2012)
Two
Red wings
——In 2011, the Propaganda Department of the Beijing Municipal Party Committee won the third prize in the text category of "Reviewing the 90 Years and Recording the True Feelings - Celebrating the 90th Anniversary of the Founding of the Communist Party of China"
I used a pair of black eyes
Gaze at a pair of red wings...
She was powerful and wielded the courage to forge ahead
She shone brightly, as generous and heroic as blood
There was a voice saying to me
This strength comes from the support of the masses of the people
This color comes from the sun that melts the solid ice
As early as 1921 AD
The moment she broke out of her shell
It burst out of the epoch-making dawn
Sow the seeds of hope into Chinese pupils
Countless beating hearts in a flash
He also left his chest and followed her to kiss the heavens
Take off, from Shanghai's Wangzhi Road and Jiaxing's red boat
Fearless, she bravely broke free of the shackles
Jump up and break through the thick fog of the reactionary forces
She vowed to give a happy life to millions of her compatriots
She vowed to lead China to prosperity
Flapping your wings, from JinggangShan to the arduous Long March
She flew all over the land of China with the spark of stars
Sow the seeds of communism wherever they go
Light seeped into the pupils, and the times began to boil
Those who create exploitation and oppression can't help but shiver
Sprint, from the anti-Japanese base areas behind enemy lines to the war of liberation
Straight into the sky of the domineering lyrics of the victory of the destruction of the decay
History has recorded the wailing of the invaders in pain
And the crying of the reactionaries when they are defeated
Heartfelt laughter belongs to the heroic children of Yan huang
Soar, from the Beijing Olympics to the Shanghai World Expo
First of all, he summoned Xiangyun to bless Jian Er to pick gold and silver
He also invited Haibao to embrace world civilization on the banks of the Huangpu River
Flying with the spring breeze of reform and opening up
The destination is a harmonious society built by scientific development
That pair of red wings, I love her deeply
For ninety years, she had been in the storm
Obstacles were conquered in the face of headwinds
Shed blood for the toiling masses
For the cause of the revolution, we are not afraid to go to the soup and go to the fire
She is the right path, of noble faith
It is the flaming wings of the phoenix nirvana
It is the wings of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation
Yes, her name is the Chinese Communist Party
Today she has more than seventy million red feathers
The feathers are party members
We are party members, and we are those feathers
We can fly too, following the red wings
Fly from darkness to dawn
Fly from thick fog to clear skies
Fly from the harsh midwinter to the purple and red of spring
Fly from brilliant dreams to bright realities
Fly from today's achievements to the next proud glory
(February 2, 2011)
【About the author】Xu Jianwei (male), pen name Wen Mang, born in Shanghai, China, graduated from East China University of Political Science and Law, a member of the Shanghai Pudong New Area Writers Association, deputy director of the First Creation Center, won the first prize of the 3rd and 5th Shanghai Citizens' Poetry Creation Competition, the third prize of the 4th and 6th Shanghai Citizens' Poetry Creation Competition, and won the "Centennial Glory" Poetry Award of Hubei Provincial Radio, Film and Television Bureau and Hubei Provincial Writers Association in 2021, known as "Post-80s Red Poet", and his works were mainly published in Pudong Times, Chinese Poetry, and "Chinese Poetry". Reading Times" and other newspapers and periodicals, some of his works have been included in "Happiness", "Expo Echoes", "Bookish Life" and other books and periodicals.