Shiyue 129 Movement 1. Poetry about1February 29th Movement
1, Seven Laws 129 Movement Author: Wang tried his best to be strong, and the broad masses of people exhausted their troops.
His humble and barren writing style and the customs of the Qin Dynasty defiled Wu's soul. Scholars hold the sun and the moon with knives, while scholars have bones to bear Kunlun.
In the Spring and Autumn Period, the four seas wielded swords, unifying the dry Kun and breaking the night. 2. Seven Laws of the December 29th Movement Author: Wang Bo's book Crazy Blood and Fury is as vertical and horizontal as Sichuan except for killing and humiliation.
Pentium winds and floods, roaring waves, roaring thunder and lightning to break the landslide. A thousand articles: Mo Hansheng, Hua Lian, Wan Li's hoof clouds roll swords.
Spark straight into the blue bones and muscles, Ma Hualong drunk in the spring and autumn. The 129 Movement of Expanding Information is also called the 129 Anti-Japanese National Salvation Movement.
February 9 1935, 65438, 65438, 65438, 65438, 65438, 65438, 65438, 65438, 65438, 65438.
This is a large-scale student patriotic movement led by China * * * Production Party. The event outcome meeting passed eight resolutions, such as opposing the Jicha Government Affairs Committee, opposing any pseudo-organization in North China, demanding to stop the civil war, uniting with the outside world, recovering the lost land in Northeast China, and striving for anti-Japanese patriotic freedom.
The anti-Japanese and national salvation demonstrations of Peiping students dealt a heavy blow to the traitorous activities of the Kuomintang government and forced the establishment of the Jicha government committee to be postponed. The December 29th Movement won the support and response of the people of the whole country.
The December 29th Movement widely publicized the anti-Japanese proposition that China's * * * production party and Kuomintang should stop the civil war and unite with foreign countries, which set off a new upsurge of the national anti-Japanese national salvation movement. Baidu Encyclopedia-December 9th Movement.
2. Poems about 129 Movement
Poetry: Reflection 129
Like volcanic eruptions.
They once shook the earth.
Raise your arms and shout.
Still like the midnight mountain breeze
Roll up the dreams of future generations
changing
Burning passion
Vote for darkness and silence
A glimmer of starlight
There is still a lot of noise.
have no choice but to
Falling flowers in the sunset.
I seem to have seen it before.
Yan Fei came back from the south.
Ancient and modern reincarnation
There are only a few more pages in the history book.
When gold coins run over morality
Desire shattered the sacredness.
Some people are eager to rebuild this situation.
The ideal of chivalrous man
With the belief of copying.
Naively running and shouting
attract
It's a lament.
Anyone/anyone
Can't rely on imitation
very good
Anything great
Will be blind.
And distortion.
In a fast-flowing river
Only rational sails.
Can sail.
Blue lantern, scroll
Read all the historical changes
Bitter tea, red ink
Write an article about the world.
This has not changed for thousands of years.
Legend of Monument —— Commemorating the December 29th Movement
Tonight. Turn the page 67 of history.
We should remember the bitter cold and eventful autumn.
Along the stormy red track
A cry like an iron horse.
Started sprouting next to my eardrum.
At that time, the sky had not woken up.
The land at that time was full of scars.
At that time, there was only numbness on my face.
Wandering on the brink of national subjugation and extinction
Born? Die? Is it? Fight?
My dearest brothers and sisters
With the attitude of pioneers and tragic breath
Ask the soul
From Beiping, Tianjin and Northeast China.
From a young heart
It thundered all night.
Through countless fiery chests
People who don't want to be slaves
Get up-get up-stand up
Can you see the magma surging underground?
Eternity shows a solemn oath: give me back my rivers and mountains.
In this country where the sun rises.
A pious baptism about blood and fire
Sublimate! ! !
The great god sharpened his sword.
Create a towering monument with green blood.
3. What poems are there to commemorate the 129 Movement?
1. Nian Nujiao (in commemoration of 129 Movement).
The mountains and rivers are meandering, and the waves wash Wan Lifeng.
Every time the twilight drum takes off and lands, the book is written by the Qing Dynasty.
Looking at tall buildings from a distance, the three rivers are surging and the four seas are boundless.
The mountains and rivers are infinite, slightly majestic and earth.
Looking back on 1935, there were thousands of warriors in the frost forest.
Hundreds of millions of voices are thundering, and the ice is broken in the wind.
With a flick of my finger, it became a dream and gave me a leisurely spring day.
Slightly sing the ancient times, giving the breeze luxury.
2. "that day"
-Commemorating the 66th anniversary of the December 29th Movement.
Wind of history
Blow over 66 pages of calendar
That cold day
Start a life.
Deduct it in my eyes
Snowflakes are no longer white.
That cold winter
There is only one kind
Jin Ge's cry is like an iron horse.
Deprived this ancient country
Thick coat
Show one's scarred body
a drop of blood
Splash on my forehead
Burn one
A deep imprint
Time is like the north wind.
roared past
That day has passed.
But the shoulders of reality.
Can you stand it?
Those once boiling passions
The days go on.
On the back of the century
Gaze quietly
outside the window
Sunshine tenderness
Touch the earth
I just don't know that in its memory.
the other day
Is it like a sculpture?
Standing forever
4. Commemorative 129 Movement Poetry
Legend of Monument —— Commemorating the December 29th Movement
Tonight. Turn the page 67 of history.
We should remember the bitter cold and eventful autumn.
Along the stormy red track
A cry like an iron horse.
Started sprouting next to my eardrum.
At that time, the sky had not woken up.
The land at that time was full of scars.
At that time, there was only numbness on my face.
Wandering on the brink of national subjugation and extinction
Born? Die? Is it? Fight?
My dearest brothers and sisters
With the attitude of pioneers and tragic breath
Ask the soul
From Beiping, Tianjin and Northeast China.
From a young heart
It thundered all night.
Through countless fiery chests
People who don't want to be slaves
Get up-get up-stand up
Can you see the magma surging underground?
Eternity shows a solemn oath: give me back my rivers and mountains.
In this country where the sun rises.
A pious baptism about blood and fire
Sublimate! ! !
The great god sharpened his sword.
Create a towering monument with green blood.
5. Poems about 129 Movement
Such as erupting volcanoes, they have shaken the earth, and the sound of shouting is still like the midnight mountain wind, rolling up the ebb and flow of dreams of future generations. The burning passion was cast into gloom and silence, and there was a noisy and helpless starlight. In the sunset, deja vu, Yan Fei returned to the south, and the history book of ancient and modern reincarnation is only a few pages. When gold coins run over moral desire, they smash sacredness. Some people are eager to reshape the ideals of chivalrous people and copy them with faith. Alas, no one can be great by imitation, and any greatness will be distorted by blind actions in the rushing river. Only the sail of reason can sail blue, books can read all the vicissitudes of history, and calligraphy can write articles all over the world. It's the same for thousands of years. There is also the Yellow River Chorus/htm/htm _ 3.htm.
6. Commemorative 129 Movement Poetry
Legend of Monument-Commemorating the December 29th Movement tonight.
Turning to the sixty-seventh page of heavy history, I should still remember days of our lives along the stormy red track, facing the biting north wind. The sound like an iron horse began to sprout in my eardrum. At that time, it was still awake. At that time, there were scars everywhere. At that time, the face was only numb, hovering on the edge of national subjugation and extinction. Die? Is it? Fight? My most beloved brothers and sisters, with their pioneering attitude and heroic breath, inquired about their souls from Peiping, Tianjin and Northeast China and generated that young heart. Endless thunder pierced the scalding chests of countless people who were unwilling to be slaves. Get up-get up-stand up. You can see that the underground magma has been surging forever, which indicates a solemn oath: give me back my rivers and mountains, a pious baptism of blood and fire in this country where the sun rises! ! ! Use the great god to temper the rustling sword, and use the green blood to cast a towering monument.
7. I urgently need a poem about 129 sports.
To commemorate the day of the December 29th Movement, the wind of history blew through the 66-page calendar, and that cold and groggy day began to be vividly interpreted in my eyes. In that cold winter, there was only a cry like an iron horse, which stripped off the heavy coat of this ancient country and revealed a scarred body. A drop of blood splashed on my forehead, leaving a deep mark. Time flies like the north wind. That day has turned yellow and passed, but the reality is like that. Can your shoulders withstand those passionate days that once boiled? Still standing on the back of the century, silently staring at the sunshine outside the window, gently stroking the earth, just don't know if that day will stand in its memory forever like a sculpture. I looked down, and the emblem on my chest flashed, so dazzling and silent, full of winners' songs of triumph.
Bright scarves are dancing, which is our blood burning. In the twilight, they praised each other deeply.
My heart can't help trembling. Do you remember whether Zhao Jialou was burned to death and whether Zhang Zongxiang was beaten up? Remember the slogan: fight for national strength outside, punish national thieves inside; Remember whether the "three strikes" struggle is magnificent; Don't forget the national jubilation after the victory! The act of not liberating creates a free mind! Turning a page in history, we can't forget that glorious page-"December 29th" patriotic movement. Proud? Are the great pioneers proud of raising the patriotic flag? We are the continuation of their spirit! In silence, the history of smoke has been blurred, how can patriotic memories be killed ideologically? Times, we no longer need to take to the streets to demonstrate, oh, just looking back? No, the world is moving forward! The motherland entrusted the responsibility to us, and the world focused on it, guiding their eyes beyond the boundless national boundaries.
We are the sea of flowers in May, embracing the times with youth, we are the rising sun, igniting the future with life, illuminating ourselves with torches and the heart of the motherland. Time is turning a page in history, seriously writing down and thinking about a new era! Only we, the youthful sun, can make the blueprint of the motherland more brilliant! Legend of Monument-Commemorating the December 29th Movement tonight.
Turning to the sixty-seventh page of heavy history, I should still remember days of our lives along the stormy red track, facing the biting north wind. The sound like an iron horse began to sprout in my eardrum. At that time, it was still awake. At that time, there were scars everywhere. At that time, the face was only numb, hovering on the edge of national subjugation and extinction. Die? Is it? Fight? My most beloved brothers and sisters, with their pioneering attitude and heroic breath, inquired about their souls from Peiping, Tianjin and Northeast China and generated that young heart. Endless thunder pierced the scalding chests of countless people who were unwilling to be slaves. Get up-get up-stand up. You can see that the underground magma has been surging forever, which indicates a solemn oath: give me back my rivers and mountains, a pious baptism of blood and fire in this country where the sun rises! ! ! It should be useful to temper the rustling sword with the great god and cast the towering monument with green blood. It took me a long time to think of adoption.
8. Poetry recitation about 129 movement
There is an emotion called touching, a responsibility called mission, an emotion called patriotism, and a dedication called sacrificing snowflakes in February, which is full of the blood of Peiping martyrs. Warriors who dyed Chang 'an Avenue red 12-9 took to the streets. If it were not for the trampling of imperialism and the compromise and concession of the reactionary government, we would still be scholars reading and writing at dusk. The sound of reading is endless, and everything is concerned about the crisis in North China and the national crisis. When the Chinese nation was in the greatest danger, it was United as one, sharing the rise and fall of the world, and the horse was yelling at the Yellow River. Listening to the decline of the land year after year, who said that learning is useless because of the sorrow of the public? Who says pedantry and cowardice means that scholars put down their pens? Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Heroes tell us that in China, as long as there is smoke, China has warriors, and as long as there is danger, China has a backbone. As long as there are young people, there is hope. 1935 65438+February 9, we can no longer be calm. For freedom and for the nation, we volunteered to join War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression. No death can make me shrink back. Facing death, I laughed loudly. The devil's palace trembled with laughter. 193565438+February 9, 70 years have passed, but history will not forget the resounding battle that overthrew the Japanese empire that year. Opposing autonomy in North China, opposing civil war and uniting the whole nation are consistent with foreign history. Chang 'an Avenue will not be forgotten. How did you travel through history? You won't forget the snowstorm. You once told me loudly that history will never forget wave after wave, nor will it forget one after another to resist Japan and save the nation. You haven't sung a war song in 70 years. History will never forget that passionate time, which has been deeply engraved in my heart for 70 years. History will never forget the Lugou shooting. We drove away the jackals and the red flag fluttered. We have ushered in 70 years of liberation. History will not forget, and we will not forget to step on the afterglow. We cherish our memories and imagine the morning glow. We have inherited and carried forward 70 years of history. We won't forget.
9. Poetry about 129 Movement. 129' s poetry is preferably 3\4 minutes, which is more innovative and
Poetry: Reflection 129 They are like erupting volcanoes, which once shook the earth. The echo of their shouts is still like the midnight mountain wind, which rolled up the ebb and flow of dreams of future generations, and the burning passion threw a ray of light into gloom and silence. Still a noise and helplessness, falling flowers in the sunset, deja vu, swallows flying south, back to the ancient and modern reincarnation history books. There are only a few pages left When gold coins run over moral desire, they smash sacredness. Some people are eager to rebuild the ideals of chivalrous men. The belief of plagiarism runs and screams naively, but laments that no one can be great by imitation. Any greatness will be distorted by the blind movement in the rushing river. Only the sail of reason can sail blue light, and books can read the vicissitudes of history. This is the legend of a Millennium monument-commemorating the December 29th Movement tonight. Turning to the heavy 67 pages of history, we should still remember that along the stormy red track, accompanied by the bitter north wind, a cry like an iron horse began to sprout in my eardrum. At that time, the sky had not awakened and the earth was full of scars. At that time, the face was only numb, hovering on the edge of national extinction. Die? Is it? Fight? My most beloved brothers and sisters, with their pioneering attitude and heroic breath, inquired about their souls from Peiping, Tianjin and Northeast China and generated that young heart. Endless thunder pierced the scalding chests of countless people who were unwilling to be slaves. Get up-get up-stand up. You can see that the underground magma has been surging forever, which indicates a solemn oath: give me back my rivers and mountains, a pious baptism of blood and fire in this country where the sun rises! Use the great god to temper the rustling sword, and use the green blood to cast a towering monument.
10. Are there any poems about the 129 movement?
Poetry: Reflection 129
Like volcanic eruptions.
They once shook the earth.
Raise your arms and shout.
Still like the midnight mountain breeze
Roll up the dreams of future generations
changing
Burning passion
Vote for darkness and silence
A glimmer of starlight
There is still a lot of noise.
have no choice but to
Falling flowers in the sunset.
I seem to have seen it before.
Yan Fei came back from the south.
Ancient and modern reincarnation
There are only a few more pages in the history book.
When gold coins run over morality
Desire shattered the sacredness.
Some people are eager to rebuild this situation.
The ideal of chivalrous man
With the belief of copying.
Naively running and shouting
attract
It's a lament.
Anyone/anyone
Can't rely on imitation
very good
Anything great
Will be blind.
And distortion.
In a fast-flowing river
Only rational sails.
Can sail.
Blue lantern, scroll
Read all the historical changes
Bitter tea, red ink
Write an article about the world.
This has not changed for thousands of years.
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