Hundred Flowers Weeping to Mourn Cangsheng - 3.21 Air Disaster Festival
Gan Haibin and others
Seven Laws Shocked "3.21 Air Disaster"
Text: Gan Haibin
The anti-epidemic war in Kyushu continued, and the rumors of Dongpeng folding ravines were suddenly spread.
The tragedy flew to tears, and the unjust souls were filled with sorrow.
The clouds and smoke are in the clouds, and the bones of the songhai barren hills are left.
Pray for the peace and security of the people, but pray for the peace and prosperity of the country.
※Dongpeng: refers to Flight MU-5735 of China Eastern Airlines.
A Hundred Flowers Weeping to Mourn Cangsheng (New Rhyme)
Text: Geng Jiliang
Eastern Airlines is sad to lose its relatives and mourn the death of thousands of people.
Sudden disasters are unpredictable, and disasters happen by chance.
Hope to pin the black box, the cause of the accident is early to find out.
Strictly repair the security inspection network, and a hundred flowers weep to mourn the life.
Mourning the lives of the heavens
Text: Liu Houping
It was difficult to wake up in the middle of the night, and China Eastern Airlines was in trouble.
Sudden disasters are difficult to predict, and the disasters are purely accidental.
Martyrdom and sacrifice heartache, the whole country throughout the bitter bitterness.
The Yellow River rolled into tears and felt a moment of life.
Seven Laws. Nong Yin Chun 3.21 Air Disaster Festival
Text: Guo Yunfeng
China Eastern Airlines crashed into Wuzhou, and the lost man plane was in Zhengou.
After several days of searching, the search was still fruitless, and the people mourned for a few hours.
The heavens wept and the wind and rain, and the earth mourned the iron currents.
Pray for the nine springs to honor the deceased, Wu Gang sacrifice wine Su Eliu.
To mourn the compatriots of The East Airlines
Text: Chang Rui
Eastern Airlines fell from the sky, and the thunderbolts sounded in the sky on sunny days.
The people of Kyushu observed a moment of silence and the whole country mourned.
Thinking of many disasters in China, only a strong country and a nation prosper.
The cause of the accident was carefully investigated, and the lessons were summed up to comfort the heroic soul.
Condolences for the victims of the Eastern Airlines disaster
Text: Listen to the Rain Lord
Ascend to God, the soul of the dead.
The dream breaks the loneliness of the village, and the mourning is deep in the four wildernesses.
The soul is sad and miserable, and the death falls on the cold star.
The rain fell and cried for a long time, and Xiao Xiao couldn't bear to listen.
Seven Absolutes" 3.21 "Air Crash
Text: Liu Qinghu
The bad news came from heaven and earth, and the passenger plane crashed and landed in Tengxi.
Innocent lives are wronged, and they only hope that the breeze will sweep away the fog.
Spring Death II (New Rhyme)
Text: Zhang Xiaozhong
The Qingming Festival is raining, and the smoke lock Qionglou is willow-colored.
It's been another year of melancholy, and I'm a little sad to get through my heart.
The haze of the epidemic has revived the resentment of the people, and the disaster of the ship is at dusk.
Huaiyuan remembers the pain and caresses, and regrets that the years are more than the yang spring.
Seven Absolute Sacrifices "3.21" Air Crash Victims
Text: Li Langjie
The Silver Eagle folded its wings and mourned, weeping through the heavens.
Weeping blood with tragic clouds, mountain flowers and fruit wine sacrifice spiritual platform.
Seven Laws of Cangsong solemnly cast spring ploughs
Pay attention to the affairs of China Eastern Airlines every day, and understand that there is no hope for traces.
Life sighs like a void, and affection sends mourning.
In order to relieve grief and thunder and anger, the Orthodox Church clouds turned into rainy periods.
The fog covers the green mountain yarn to cover the moon, and the pine solemnly casts the spring plough.
Condolences to compatriots in the 3.21 air disaster (new rhyme)
Text: Lu Jiazhong
The silver eagle folded its wings and fell to Wuzhou, and the bad news spread tears and rain.
Dreams break through the clouds and melt the pure land, and the alarm bells always ring in the heart.
Condolences for the 3.21 Eastern Airlines disaster
Text: Liu Chaozhen
Boeing pierces the fog and clouds, and the kites fly eagles around the Milky Way.
The lonely village folded its wings and wept in the distant mountains, and Fanghua died to dispel the cold stars.
The wandering ghost is empty and hateful, and the thousand-mile high hall is in tears.
Pounding his chest, his feet were long in the air, and his sleeves were full of tears like snow.
Mourn your fellow citizens
Text: Bow red flag
On a sunny day, the thunderbolt suddenly appeared, and life and death were not shocked.
Friends and relatives wept blood and tears, and mourned their compatriots like a grasp.
Xian Fan sounded the sound of broken intestines and mourned the victims of "3.21" China Eastern Airlines
Text: Guo Zhihui
Boeing folded its wings to report the bad news, and wrote with tears in its pen.
The epidemic is not extinguished, and the cold spring is cold, and the disaster of war is flying wildly and dreaming frequently.
The sea of clouds overheard a vicious thunderstorm, and the hurricane was wrapped in injustice.
Can you know the road from now on? Xian Fan sounded a broken bowel sound.
The Seven Laws were written after the 3.21 air disaster
Text: Zhong Xiaofeng
The new crown poison has not stopped, and the bad news Boeing has fallen into the ditch again.
The heart of the tragedy wept bitterly, and the soul lazily added to the sorrow.
Sandalwood ignited the Great Crane, and Songcui kai undertook the revival plan.
Since then, all sentient beings have no misfortune, and the fortunes of rich and powerful countries have enjoyed spring and autumn.
Eastern Airlines is difficult to sacrifice
Text: Zhong Defu
The bad news spread to Wuzhou, and the silver eagle of China Eastern Airlines fell into the barren hills.
The raging fire shone on the forest sea, and more than a hundred lives were transformed into earth orphans.
The long days of tears poured down the rain, and the rivers whimpered and wept.
May the departed soul be born with divine power to protect My people forever.
Mourning Compatriots in The Air Crash (New Rhyme)
Text: Li Fengjiang
Shocked to hear of the crash, the sky is dark.
Xianfang's life is gone, and the tears of sorrow cut the intestines.
The long sky mourns, and the mountains and hills are barren.
The star lanterns prayed for light, and wept for the compatriots to sail.
3.21 Air crash
Text: Ding Ronghua
The bad news shocked the world, and the people of the whole country were moved to grief.
Instantly disappearing in horror, tears of awe of life.
Wish
Text: Old fields
Unfortunately in February, aircraft accidents occurred occasionally.
Human life is heavy, martyrdom sacrifices heart and lung pain.
After the confession...
Text: Tu Shiyong
Open your eyes in the morning, habitually open the mobile phone screen, and suddenly stare and shock...
When I calmed my breath and quietly watched the "last confession", watching, listening, thinking, thinking...
The eye sockets began to moisten slowly, and tears gradually flowed out...
Look, those young sunny pilots, those elegant stewardesses, those passengers who hurried to board the plane...
They, they will always freeze their lives in the blue sky and white clouds...
They, they write their youth eternally on the peaks of the mountains...
They and they interpret love, family affection, and friendship in different forms, with the final sincere and simple confession, but with the same posture, they fly in the boundless breeze of great love...
They, they complete the journey of life in a moment of ignorance, to burn their own sublime...
They, their last words... Moving the heavens and the earth, moving the world, moving the spring and autumn.
《Night Door》
Text: Zhang Yulou
Eastern Airlines Difficult Helmet,
Dark mood,
Blood and tears to Yamakuma.
And Lu relatives smoke and clouds fly,
It's hard to tell,
Moon cry miserable cup.
Blossom end asked Cheng Zi Cui,
The soul comes to complain,
Harriers follow.
From then on, he was alone and alone,
It's all like hate,
cold door at night.
Celestial Sacrifice
Text: Zhao Houfa
Malaysia Airlines ten years ago
The shadow is still on the heart
One hundred and fifty-seven lives
I don't know where I went
Today it is China Eastern Airlines' turn again
Leave behind countless conjectures
One hundred and thirty-two passengers
Turn into fire with the plane
A journey to the soup
The death of the shattered bones
Although the body burned into ashes
But the soul ascended to heaven
Tears of the Qingming Festival
Integrated into the Yellow River Yangtze River
I sang a song of heavenly sacrifice
Rest in peace for the victims
Editor: Yan Jingping,"White Wave Love"