Text/Sun Xiaonan
I knew qingming you would come back
Take a look at this long-lost world
Gently, ride on a cloud on the edge of the sky
Return to the warm heart of your hometown
Can't forget the turbulent times
You were a seventeen-year-old boy
Say goodbye to your loved ones on a dark and windy night
A rush of blood
You are buried in the majestic Taidai
Tai'an battle has your blood-stained style
You haven't tasted love yet
It's too late to see a new era
Since ancient times, it is difficult to have both
The five-star red flag flutters your great love
The sun is like blood, and the mountains are like the sea
Great achievements and great deeds have grown up in the country
You have promised our future
We will also guard your present
We are on the path you have walked
Race to the relay race of the new Long March
The monument is engraved with your name
Conifer stretches your heroism
Chrysanthemums are burned with incense and worshipped religiously
The sub-rule calls you back
About the Author:
Sun Xiaonan, formerly known as Sun Yiyu, Xiaonan, Shijun, Dongshan Yunhe, creator of poetry, calligraphy and painting. He is a member of the Chinese Essay Literature Association, a member of the Linyi Writers Association, the chairman of the Pingyi County Writers Association, a member of the Chinese Calligraphers and Painters Association, and a member of the Linyi City and Pingyi County Book Association. He has published more than 1,000 poems, essays, novels and journalism works in magazines and newspapers at all levels across the country, and has won many awards. Literary view: singing nostalgia, like a cuckoo crying blood; singing the motherland, pouring out the heart of the naked child. Find beauty from nature and find truth from life.
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