Red Sun - a hundred years since the founding of the Party

Dedication to the centenary of the founding of the Party

Look at it... That's it

Chinese soldiers sleeping peacefully at Chosin Lake!

In a foreign land seventy years ago

Leave the purest love here forever.

They use their young lives to temper the integrity of a nation,

With the body of ice and snow to complete the mission on the shoulders.

They are young

You have to go through a bloody rain and a rain of bullets.

In what should have been the most carefree years

We must shed our blood for the sake of the country and the nation,

There is no turning back on the former servants and successors.

You have to lay down your life for a lofty ideal – forget to die.

The mountains and rivers were shattered early, and the homeland was also in danger——

And disasters still "care" for our country in such a way.

With a lot of holes and a lot of waste to be revived, how can it withstand another destruction?

What a helpless and weak country we are!

sigh......

The whole world is so big, where can I accommodate one of my small homes?

Where will I be able to accommodate one of my little homes?

The night is still endless...

Long and hard, suffering and humiliation,

Did we ever suspect that we were decaying and dying?

Is it really going to die out?

No! In that dark night of despair

I distinctly heard the voice of the indomitable heart,

It's beating strongly again and again.

In this beating

We feel the hope of life and the strength of immortality.

It is the light that burns in this darkness,

Although it seems so faint,

But no one can deny its existence and the hope and strength it gives us!

So my heart tightened, and so did his and their hearts.

Both start trying to listen to your rhythm.

These quietly surging pulses in this dark night

Ready to break through the darkness,

To transform into a brilliant red sun.

So one two ten hundred

Even tens of millions of hearts have hope!

Countless people are looking forward to it,

And countless people have fought for it,

Sacrifice yourself for the reddest and reddest red sun in your heart - give up your life!

Finally, in the expectation of thousands of people -

The immortal light pierced through the darkness and cut through the sky

Illuminated the land of the East!

Finally Chinese disaster is coming to an end!

But my miserable, poor, backward China —"

I've been bullied for a long time,

How can the great powers accept that you enjoy the light of the Lord?

So every effort was made to suppress or even destroy this round of red sun.

So thousands of sons and daughters nourished and defended with a strong pulse.

Another journey of suffering,

Another struggle of life,

Once again, the salvation of a nation!

O my poor and weak new China!

You're still swaddling!

Those demons are really bloodthirsty,

It doesn't give you a breather and a minimum of humanity.

But you who grew up in suffering —

It's bitter!

He is not afraid to take this bitter life one more time and go to heaven and earth

Fight with all the demons that dare to stand in your way!

Even if you know that you will be crushed to pieces!

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In the end, the smoke of war is gone, and the country is unharmed!

But victory must have me, and victory does not have to have me!

Engrave firmness and perseverance in the simple and unpretentious heart, in the ice and snow of this exotic country.

They freeze themselves at the last moment of victory,

Cast into silent sculptures,

Use this look

In front of the world

To death blooms the great military soul of Chinese soldiers.

Deterring hostile forces,

Tell Chinese such indomitable and incomparable will!

Let the enemy be afraid! Fearful! And admiration!

The smoke of gunfire disperses the country unharmed, and the martyrs go to the mountains and rivers to be strong!

Without the bloody sacrifice of martyrs,

Where is the happiness and well-being of today?

Today we can't forget!

Call my generation to remember history, call my generation to continue the bloodline, and call my generation to work hard!

Go to the bone

Pride and pride as a Chinese burst forth.

Make every part of the body

All poured out the passion and blood of the martyrs.

Generation after generation to fight unremittingly,

Fulfill our generation with responsibility

The historical mission shouldered by each of them.

The country is unharmed - mountains and rivers are beautiful - jiale an - my generation is fighting!

In this October,

We were under the blue sky

In the whistle of peace dove freedom

In flowers and red butterflies

With great pride, I deeply congratulate the martyrs - please rest in peace!

I have it, please—rest assured!!!

country! Yes! I! please! put! heart!

October 6, 2021 in Yongjing