Warriors read poetry
Anchor: Li Chen (Unit: Political Work Department of Tibet Military Region)
Zhou Qiyan is a member of the Chinese Writers Association, a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, and a former vice chairman of the China Coal Mine Writers Association. He has published poems, essays, and reportages in many newspapers and periodicals across the country, such as Poetry Journal, Stars, Poetry Tide, Green Wind, People's Liberation Army Literature and Art, and People's Daily. He has won the second prize of the new literary and artistic works of the whole army and the first prize of the People's Liberation Army flood resistance works. He has published a number of poetry and prose collections. Some works have been selected into the Library of Excellent Works of the 70 Years of New China, the People's Liberation Army Literature and Art Department and other anthologies.
(Group poems)
■ Zhou Qiyan
National Pillar
Guard you, and I stand as majestic as you
Guard you, my posture is as high as yours
In my heart
Every inch of your soil, every stone, every grass
More precious than my life
I have to be an iron wall
Hold on to even a modicum of sovereignty
Even if the wind blows me and tears me apart
I had to not blink an eye
Fight forever with a breath of blood
Wherever I stand, that is my home
How tall I am, how high the boundary stone is
No matter how the ice and snow hit, I didn't move
I am on the Karakoram Mountains
A piece of the hardest pillar
The sacredness and solemnity of the state are not allowed to be violated at all
My "clear love, only for the motherland"
Day and night, wipe the gun and bayonet over and over again
My life is with every tree
Mountains of majestic steel-like bones
In the morning I use athletic steps
Measure the majestic mountains
At night I use my wary eyes
Guard the roaring north wind
Since I am guarded, I am a boundary monument
Since I stand, I have mountains lofty
My gun, bullets in the bore
My heart, my blood is surging with blood
Never lose an inch of land
Never lose a single point of sovereignty
I am the most solid part of my country
In the freezing snow and ice
Even if it's a nap
Also use a charging posture
Attack towards danger and death
I'm here!
I have mountains of towering steel-like bones
The brightest star in the sky
It's my eyes
Eagles are also angels
Three feet from the sky, sometimes in the air
Steel is the same
Flap your wings
Fortunately, the towering Kunlun Peak is at the top
Not high enough, or not, I'm worried
There will be pages of dark rocks thousands of years old
Shaken down
Sketch day by day
Sunset, sunset, sunrise
Dark clouds can't cover it, it flies
Shadows like arrows could not be pursued at all
In the snowdrift, in the mountains
In the jungle of the human heart
It has sharp blades
Cut the time
Underneath
It's a large land or a blue ocean
It arrives and leaves in an instant
No one can
Depict the traces of fast in a subtle way
It will not catch up
Bullets can't, wind can't
It creates another whirlwind on earth
Overlooking the human world
Small mountains, small rivers, small oceans
The village is small
The territory is smaller
Ten thousand years is also a small time
No matter how big the storm, the characters, the stars
All small under the eyes
It uses the madness and stubbornness of angels
Tenderness and violence
Another fight struck the long sky ninety thousand miles
I was armed and stood solemnly
The boundary pillars are waiting
Look up like a sculpture
Didn't make a sound of its own for a long time
The dark horse in the twilight is still swinging its hooves
Why there is a conspiracy every day
Put your feet in someone else's land
Beneath your feet is hunger, fear, oppression, resistance
Roaring, struggling, groaning
How many years have passed
The dark horse in the twilight is still swinging its hooves
We guard against floods, just like we guard against sudden attacks
I stood in the grass all day
The grass hid my body
I stood on a rock
The rocks are my homeland
I pricked my ears
Listen to every strange sound of the wind
Suddenly found
Each time the sound of the wind is different from the last time
I was cracked by the tiger's mouth
The power of the gun is strong
My vigilance is sharper than that of an eagle
Everything is silent
My tiger bile trembled as much as The Kunlun Mountains
It is simply another rhythm of the earth
I drink frost
No matter how bitter the cold
It can only be sweet
Silence and listening to the sound of ten thousand mountains
Like the world's selfless gift...
This evening
Ten thousand mountains rushed into my eyes
I saw, at the foot of the mountain, a warship in the ice ocean
Set sail loudly
The water under the ship rumbled and exploded
Countless falcons flew in the memories of the bloody rain and wind
It was late afternoon
My coordinates clearly mark longitude and latitude
I am this latitude and longitude
The coordinate point of the rendezvous
My boundless world is crisscrossed by the gentle thinking of human beings
I love
Time on the cliffs is as deep as a petroglyph
I went to my hometown in my heart
Father, mother, sister, brother
I am nothing but dear brother, at a very young age
A statue of the summit of the mountain above the plateau
I watched the warship set sail
Looking forward to your distant future
I woke up, and the roar of the machine stirred in my veins
The call of comrades, and the drill of every assault
I heard the clanging conquest
The iron horse jingo that comes to life
I will live forever, like a rock
Tell the back
This evening
My frontier is impregnable
Pass through the flames of light in the mountains
You, suddenly, are tall
Pass through the flames of light in the mountains
Walk through the late night of peaks and peaks
I use an armed posture
Reach your hand into all the shadows that appear
All jumping flames
Assemble in the forgotten ancient mind
The great shadow of the mountain closed everything together
We are nothing more than beating hearts in the wrinkles of the mountains
Nothing is higher than wings
Wings can fly everything over the past
Nothing is more mysterious than white clouds
The white cloud could not figure it out
No one is firmer than me, I am a rock
It was as strong as a knife
I am a boundary monument, taking root
Wind and rain and thunder and lightning do not let an inch of mountains and rivers
I carry my own gun on my back is my life on my back
Every step forward rattled
My heart was full of blood surging like a huge wave of the sea
I took out the water from the tenderest part of my heart
Also with the strength of the right step
I harbor the truth of love like bullets stored in the magazine
Give me shelter from the broad rocks, like a company commander's password
Determined and determined, every day I hold the ruler in my hand
Measure your own square days
When the mountain eagle flies, it is like an iron hoof with a file embedded in it
The flight slapped my sideburns, from black to white
I have no complaints or regrets
Sweep across the dim dust on the sloping stones
I have become more mature and more rapid
I saw my own eagle-like thoughts flying around
Travel freely and comfortably through the vast land
Me and my ancestors, my loved ones, the people around me
People who sleep on rocks
People who sleep all over the mountains, rivers, ravines and ravines
Mountains lying on the horizon
Mountains lying on their faces
A man's steel with force
The softness and beauty of a woman
We hugged the heavy stones
Fight together
In the midst of strong winds and torrential rain sink into the night
We are a statue that can move
My comrades-in-arms, my brothers
Walk through the flames in the mountains
The resolute face is illuminated by the clear Chinese time...
——Published in PLA Literature and Art, No. 4, 2022
Title Calligraphy | Zhu Xiuhai
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| issued Wen Qingli