Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
Crossing the ocean of zero
wen tianxiang
Once you encounter hardship, the stars will fall everywhere.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
Man Jianghong: Song Dynasty
Author: Yue Fei
Angry, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain.
Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.
Thirty reputations, dust and dirt,
Eight thousand miles, clouds and the moon.
Don't wait to see young people's heads turn white, empty and sad.
Jingkang shame, still not snow;
When do courtiers hate their guts!
Driving a long car to break through the lack of Helan Mountain.
Eager for pork,
Talking about the thirst for Hun blood.
Stay and clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning and go to the sky.
Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia
Song sushi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes. Old country fugue, affectionate Ying Xiao Wo, early birth of Fahua.
Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon.
Xin Qiji, Yong Yule, Jingkou, Gu Beiting, reminiscing about the past.
It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country. The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time.
The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Think that year, Jin Ge iron horse, swallowing Wan Li like a tiger.
However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou.
Looking back, there is a crow club drum under the beaver temple! Who asked, Lian Po is too old to eat?
Xin Qiji's Nan Xiangzi's Landing at the Jingkou and Gu Bei's Pavilion Huai
Where to see China, you can see the beautiful Gu Bei Building. How many things have ups and downs, long years. The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu. Children should be like Sun Zhongmou.
2. Poems about martyrs The poems about martyrs are as follows:
Poem 1: divination operator. Thoughts on Reading Poems of Revolutionary Martyrs
The artery crosses the Yellow River and the vein empties into the Yangtze River.
The blood vessels of Huaxia River are flowing, nourishing my heart, liver and intestines.
Fire sees real gold, and revolution has experienced wind and rain.
Patriotic poems spread in one vein, and the red flag spectrum is full of blood.
Poetry 2: Man Jianghong Reread The Copy of Revolutionary Martyrs
Rereading strange prose, stopping eyes, covered with blood.
On the case, jing xing is rare and has many heroes.
The ambition often rises with the clouds and waves, and the male body competes for mountains and rivers.
Kyushu is as good as iron.
Awesome, often depressed, what's in your heart, who can say.
I hate the rest of my life being too late.
Covered and shed tears, the smell of embarrassment made Huang Liang feel more.
On this day, I was thinking about heroes in the hustle and bustle.
Poem 3: The Twinkling Autumn Colors-This poem is dedicated to the revolutionary martyr Qiu Jin.
You walked out of the boudoir.
Not afraid of irony, not afraid of risk.
Resolutely set foot on a ship heading east for Japan.
On the other side of the ocean, there are thousands of waters in Qian Shan.
Still can't change your belief in the revolution. ...
You walked out of the family.
Reluctant to children, reluctant to parents.
Resolutely take the revolutionary road.
In the face of the ethnic groups that were hard to return at that time.
You're raising your arms and yelling.
You're waving a flag and shouting
A free tomorrow ...
You came out of the revolution.
Brave and ambitious
And revolutionaries.
Boil wine and talk about swords, and write magnificent poems about leather. ...
Since then, history has been in the sky.
With that kind of touch.
Shiny autumn colors
Never grow old.
Poetry 4: Revolutionary martyrs are immortal.
Ancient bluestone; The martyr was buried in the forest.
Eighteen officers; Loyal bones buried elsewhere.
A white-haired girl in a hut; I think about it every day.
Warn us; Don't forget them.
Poetry 5: Revolutionary martyrs are immortal.
Tomb-Sweeping Day has a long history for thousands of years.
Everyone only pays homage to their own Weng, and there are flowers in front of the martyrs monument?
Poetry Six: Seven Methods —— Thoughts on Visiting Jinggangshan Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery
First, the cemetery gate
Walking into the cemetery is light, and many tourists mourn for the hero.
Rhododendrons deliberately diverted, and pine and cypress greeted each other in silence.
The drizzle dyed the jade altar, and the bronzing characters gave a good name.
How quiet the white flowers are, standing in front of the steps listening to the rain.
Second, the Martyrs Memorial Hall
There was a few minutes of silence in the hall, and my appearance was respected in my heart.
I left my hometown to pursue Marxism-Leninism, and I forgot my life for the workers and peasants.
Needless to say, the forest of bullets will not change its appearance.
How many men don't have surnames, and their spirit turns into a thousand pines.
Three, Jinggangshan forest of steles
The forest of steles surrounds the pavilion, which is tortuous and negotiable.
The inscription of politicians is always true, and the legacy of celebrities is pure.
Listen to the explanation, be full of energy, and read the poem.
More songs come to the national tax, and the torrential rain comforts the loyal soul.
Four. Jinggangshan statue garden
Don't quit your job slowly in the plastic garden. The younger generation is pious mu62616964757a68696416fe59b9e7ad943133337393031smoke.
A warrior can defeat the enemy, and a hero can ride the clouds with heroism.
A single spark in Jinggangshan can start a prairie fire, and the Hunan and Jiangxi armies were defeated by Zhu Mao.
Recalling the tragic events of that year, I have forgotten the rain in front of me.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) Jinggangshan revolutionary martyrs monument
The bonfire well is infinite and the cemetery is high.
Heroes of the Red Army gather and Marxism-Leninism pursues the cradle of revolution.
Blood soaked Luo's dream and stood up in the whistle to reflect the sunrise.
Why is the flag exhibition in front of us, and for whom are the martyrs sacrificed?
3. Poems about Remembering the Martyrs I present relevant poems to you from two aspects: ancient poems and modern poems. Please refer to them!
1: ancient poetry
Don't be sad at the end of the world, you have to pay the price. When to drink Huanglongfu and build a stormy building in China.
Yishi
The sky is full of snow and sadness,
Why should the revolution be afraid of beheading?
Make your son proud,
Revenge for the king of Chu for three years!
Unique poem
The head can be broken, the limbs can be folded,
The revolutionary spirit is immortal.
A strong man's head fell for the party,
Heroes' bodies are grouped.
Yishi
It doesn't matter if you behead,
As long as the doctrine is true.
Kill Xia,
And the afterlife.
goldfish
Fish can be free,
Man is a prisoner.
Folk songs (for children)
People's homes are dark and dense,
The official family is brightly lit.
The pot is in the air,
Officials eat soup medicine.
2. Modern poetry:
Tomb-Sweeping Day's poetry recitation in memory of martyrs.
We can't forget, and we won't forget, today's beautiful life,
From your hard work and dedication yesterday.
Without your bloody struggle, we wouldn't have today.
Rest in peace, hero.
With the deepest reverence, we walked into the martyrs cemetery.
Listen to the bloody inscription and live in our hearts forever!
Qingming Festival is approaching, and we come to the Martyrs Monument.
This is a holy pure land, where the heroic spirit of the martyrs is placed.
Martyrs are immortal, and monuments remain forever.
The east wind blows, the pine branches swing, and the young pioneers come to sweep the grave.
Staring at the tomb of the martyrs, the heroic spirit of the martyrs is still there.
Revolutionary heirloom, handed down from generation to generation.
For the organs in the rear, for the thousands of villagers in Qian Qian,
Thirteen-year-old Wang Erxiao led the enemy into an ambush.
His blood dyed the mountains red, his blood dyed the blue sky red,
He is an example for us to learn from.
During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and white flowers pay homage to their loved ones.
Remembering the heroic deeds of the martyrs, the heroes burst into tears.
The martyrs' achievements shine for thousands of years, and the torch of stars is passed down from generation to generation.
Being born as a descendant of the Chinese people is extremely proud, but being born as a descendant of the dragon is not glorious.
We are the founders and successors of the new century.
Since childhood, I have set my ambition to serve the country, be a good builder and successor, and write a new chapter in China.
3. Couplets:
Tomb-Sweeping Day couplets:
Spring breeze blows the ground again; Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.
Spring club when swallows come; Pear blossoms go backwards.
Time flies in March; Both apricot flowers know the news at two o'clock.
Meet immediately after the peach rain; I like to see the apricot flowers in front of the tree.
The breeze and bright moon are priceless; Get the moon first by being close to the water.
Sophora japonica hot spring replacement; Apricot blossoms eliminate rain and spread knowledge.
Seeing things and thinking about relatives often dreams; The precepts are still in my ears.
Beautiful scenery, beautiful scenery; There are few stars in the moon and many sacrifices.
Sacrifice the grave to worship the ancestors every year; There is still the wind of old people everywhere.
Fire ban early this year; Who is Hua Fei Town busy for?
Cold food and rain spread 150 days; Hua Xinfeng is about to usher in the spring of 24 years old.
Spring breeze has solved thousands of snows; The younger generation will never forget the martyrs.
There is endless water in the chest, and the sunset will hate it forever;
Spring breeze and sunset make people miss the withered flowers.
4. Poems in memory of martyrs and heroes Wujiang Li Qingzhao
Life is a hero, and death is a hero. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.
Xiao bid farewell to Wang Luobin.
This place is different from Yandan, where strong men are crowned. There was no one in the past, but today the water is still cold.
Out of Wang Changling
Qin received the moon and Han, and the Long March did not return. However, it is not Humadu Yinshan that makes Longcheng fly.
Du Fu in Eight Arrays
During the Three Kingdoms period, you made unparalleled achievements, and you gained a permanent reputation by invading. This river won't divert the stones from your disposal, and you will always regret that you will destroy Wu's unwise.
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Yuan Xiang keeps flowing, why does Qu Zi complain? Autumn wind rises at dusk, and maple trees whisper.
Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"
[b] Angry hair rushing to the crown, leaning against the column and drizzling. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will the courtiers regret it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque
5. Praise China hero's poem 1. Du Fu: Where is the Temple of the Book of Fame? In a pine forest near the Silk City.
The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations.
But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats! This is Du Fu's mourning for Zhuge Liang. Life is a hero, and death is a hero. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
-This is Li Qingzhao's mourning for Xiang Yu. Not here in yan dan, a strong man broke his wrist. People have died before, and the water is particularly cold today.
-This is Wang Luobin's righteous song in memory of Jing Ke. Southern Song Dynasty, Wen Tianxiang, heaven and earth are upright, in many ways. Below is the Yuehe River, and above is the sun star.
People call it awe, which is overwhelming. The road to the emperor should be clear, including the Ming court.
When the festival is poor, you can look at it one by one: in the history of Qi Taishi, in the fox pen in Jindong, in the spine of Liang, in Wujie; For the head of Yan, for the blood of Ji, for Zhang Suiyang's teeth, for Yan Changshan's tongue; Or for Liaodong's hat, Qing. Li Bingxue; Or for a model, a crying hero. Or crossing the river, generously swallowing Hu Jie, or fighting thieves, the head is broken.
Always dignified and solemn. When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death live in peace! The earth depends on it, and the Tianzhu depends on it.
Three cardinal principles are life and morality is the root. After discussion, Li Yu Yang Jiu, the official transfer is also invalid.
Chu prisoners carry crowns, and carts send them to the poor north. A tripod is as sweet as stuffing, and one thing is hard to find.
The darkroom is a ghost fire, and the spring courtyard is dark. Cattle and horses share a bar of soap, and chickens live in phoenix.
Once it is foggy, it is divided into ditches and barren areas. If it is so hot and cold, it is easy to change.
Well, I'm out of town and happy for my country. Is there anything ridiculous? Yin He can't be a thief! I care about this. Look up at the clouds.
I'm worried, it's very high! The days of philosophers are far away, and the punishment is over. Reading on the eaves of the wind, painting on the ancient road.
When the bright moon was in the sky in the Qin Dynasty, the people in the Han Dynasty did not return, and the flying commander in Longcheng did not teach people to live in Yinshan Mountain, so he died as a ghost. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
Life is great, death is a glorious hero, but it is affectionate! 47. How many new dreams have become illusory in Huazefeng, and how many old dreams have turned into clouds. Ambition has long been beyond the sky, and ambition will not change between heaven and earth.
You once sent me warmth. Who am I sailing for now? Wonderful pen is full of brilliance. Who will read a new article under the lamp? 48. The arrow of Li Guang shows that a friend of a gentleman is as light as water, and a husband has no regrets. There is nothing else to rally in front of the battle, to tell you about "a piece of plum."
Life is less than 100, who dares to laugh at my white hair? A three-foot sword in hand kills a strong thief like white hair. 49. Zhang Zizhong's mighty wind hides thousands of volumes, and the majestic atmosphere is unique.
When I was full of enthusiasm, Wang Yang Wan Li made waves. The flowers on the mountain began to bloom, and the grand occasion under the mountain was unprecedented.
The legendary general is coming out again, and the three armies shout and hang flags. Like Liu Bei: The final accounts are magical, and the two tigers are definitely not as good as Yilong.
You can do a lot when you first come out, so you should divide it into loneliness and poverty. Praise Guan Yu: Wei Zhen gan Kun's first achievement, painting drums at Yuanmen, singing in winter and winter.
Yun Chang stopped and saw that he was brave. He beheaded Hua Xiong while the wine was still hot. Praise Liu Guan, Zhang Sanying and Lu Bu: In the Han Dynasty, the spirit was refreshed for several days, and the sun set in the west.
Treacherous court official Dong Zhuo abolished the young emperor, and Liu Xie was frightened by his cowardice. Cao Cao told the world that all the ministers were angry.
Yuan Shao was appointed as the leader of the alliance and vowed to help the royal family settle down. Hou Wenlv is unique in the world, and his talents are all over the world.
The protector made by the silver armor dragon forest, the golden crown pheasant tail. The jagged treasure belt swallows the beast flat, and the brocade robe flies.
Dragon balls flutter in the wind, while halberds shoot autumn waters. Who dares to fight when going through customs? The vassals were frightened.
Zhang Jide, a Yan man, fired eight shots with a snake spear. The tiger must turn the gold thread upside down before the lightning can open its eyes.
The battle was tied, and Guan Yunchang was annoyed at the front. Qinglong Baodao can frost and snow, and parrot shirts can fly butterflies.
Horseshoe ghosts cry everywhere, and now anger should bleed. Liu Bei, a fierce man, shouldered a double front and inspired Shi Yonglie.
Three people played around for a long time, and the shelter was resting. The shouts shook the earth and the murderous look was overwhelming.
Lu bu wanted to find a way, but looked at his mountain and flattered him. Dragging Fang Tianji backwards, covered with colorful golden banners.
Tear down the tapestry to Red Rabbit, turn over and fly to Hulao Pass. Zan Lu Bu: Hou Wen rarely shot at the world, and once saved Yuanmen by himself.
The sunset really deceives Hou Yi, and the ape wants to win. When the tiger tendon rings, the bow opens, the eagle feathers fly and the arrow arrives.
The leopard's tail shakes over the painting halberd, and the male soldier takes off his clothes. Praise Liu Bei: I will go to the tiger's den for a while and say that the hero was killed.
Clever use of thunder to cover up and improvise. Zan Liu Bei: Tie up the troops and get ready to start in a hurry, thinking about heaven and earth.
Break through the cage and escape from the tiger and leopard, unlock the golden lock and stay away from the dragon. Praise Guan Yu: Hang a golden seal to bid farewell to the Han Dynasty and look forward to my brother's return.
A horse riding a red rabbit travels a thousand miles, and a knife Donlon goes through five levels. Loyalty and righteousness rushed to the universe, and the hero was shocked from then on.
If you go it alone, you will be invincible. Zan Zhaoyun: The robe is red with blood. Who dares to compete with it in the sun?
Since ancient times, only Zhao Zilong in Changshan has been the leader of the gang. Praise for Zhang Fei: Nagsaka's bridge is murderous and his eyes suddenly widened.
With a loud noise, Lei Zhen seems to have defeated Cao Cao's million-strong army alone. Kua Guan Yu: When I was a child, I looked down on Chen Wu and dared to bully him when I went to a meeting alone.
At that time, there was a sense of heroism, as if you were in Mianchi. Zan Huang Zhong: When facing the enemy, hold your head high and stand proudly.
Carve a bow with strength, and the wind meets snow. Male voices are like tigers, and horses are like dragonflies.
He has made great contributions to expand the territory to show the imperial city. Zan Zhaoyun: I used to fight in Nagasaka, and my prestige has not diminished.
The sudden array shows heroes, and the brave are surrounded. Ghosts cry with god, and the sky is terrible.
Changshan Zhao Zilong is full of courage. Praise Guan Yu: Midnight sounds, Xiangfan is as flat as an abyss.
Guan Gong was a fortune teller, and China's reputation was passed down from generation to generation.
6. Poetry about Martyrs Poetry about Martyrs
It doesn't matter if you behead, as long as the doctrine is true. Kill Xia and others.
-Xia 1928 wrote before he died in March.
/kloc-at the beginning of 0/928, Xia bid farewell to his wife and newborn daughter and came to Wuhan. Guangxi warlords, who are famous for their barbarism, are searching for revolutionaries on a large scale, and many of those arrested are executed without trial at all. For example, Li, the representative of the Party's "First Congress", had left the Party at that time, and was killed immediately after being caught by the Guangxi warlords. Facing the depression and terror in the market, Xia is completely fearless and still runs around in various secret organs, deploying the plan of "stopping violence at the end of the year". At first, he lived in a business in Hunan. He found that Wuhan garrison headquarters was eyeing up there, so he moved to the Oriental Hotel to study the next move with Xu Teli, Xie Juezai and Xiong Jinwan. A few days later, Xie Juezai suddenly informed the traffic police that Song was unreliable and went back to the Oriental Hotel to pack things in the summer. When he was about to move, the traitor Song broke into the room with the detective. After Xia was arrested, he was constantly tortured. In the process of torture, he just condemned the judge. When he returned to his cell, he knew that his life was coming to an end. He endured the pain and wrote three letters to his mother, wife and sister with half a pencil. In the letter to his wife Zheng Jiajun, he also left a bloody kiss. Two days after his arrest, that is, in the early morning of March 20th, 1928, Xia was taken to the Yujili execution ground in Hankou. The executive asked him if he had any last words, and he shouted, "Yes, give me a pen and paper!" " "Then, he wrote a poem about" beheading doesn't matter ". At that time, this venerable word was called the revolutionary battle song written with blood, which inspired countless later generations to fight for it.
Xia was born in Hengyang County, Hunan Province, 1900 in Zigui County, Hubei Province. Grandfather, former Qing Jinshi, head of the transshipment department. After his father visited Japan, Zhang Weixin came to power. After the Revolution of 1911, he took part in the revolution. Unfortunately, his father died young, and Xia was raised by his grandfather, and he was forced to read four books and five classics every day. An enlightened mother advocates that her son receive a new education. The conflict between my grandfather and my parents made Xia develop the spirit of loving thinking and being brave in exploring the truth from an early age.
7. What are the classic poems praising heroic martyrs? One by one, it is a poem about spirit-Yi Ge written by Wen Muruo in the Southern Song Dynasty. There are many brothers who aid Korea and resist America, some of them are cloudy, and one martyr has something to sing. High place names have been circulated for 39 1 year, and Koujun disciples miss Amituo. He made great contributions to Paper Tiger, which bound the ambition of Black Dragon. Neighboring Venus left a memorial, and the hero took care of the mountains and rivers. Tiema Glacier is to save the country. Jade hand holding a slender grips, bright-eyed, raise my flag. Wan Li's lofty sentiments drove the enemy away, and his merits and demerits will remain immortal. The mountains and rivers are broken and the national humiliation, and the word "woman in history" is fragrant. The five laws hold that foreign aggression of generals needs to be conquered, and the generals are endowed with Wei. The teacher called it mechanization and won the prestige of the tiger. Bloody east melon guards, drive away the enemy.
8. What are the classic poems praising heroic martyrs? 1. Reflections on Reading Poems of Revolutionary Martyrs
The artery crosses the Yellow River and the vein empties into the Yangtze River.
The blood vessels of Huaxia River are flowing, nourishing my heart, liver and intestines.
Fire sees real gold, and revolution has experienced wind and rain.
Patriotic poems spread in one vein, and the red flag spectrum is full of blood.
Poetry 2: Man Jianghong Reread The Copy of Revolutionary Martyrs
Rereading strange prose, stopping eyes, covered with blood.
On the case, jing xing is rare and has many heroes.
The ambition often rises with the clouds and waves, and the male body competes for mountains and rivers.
Kyushu is as good as iron.
Awesome, often depressed, what's in your heart, who can say.
I hate the rest of my life being too late.
Covered and shed tears, the smell of embarrassment made Huang Liang feel more.
On this day, I was thinking about heroes in the hustle and bustle.
Poem 3: The Twinkling Autumn Colors-This poem is dedicated to the revolutionary martyr Qiu Jin.
You walked out of the boudoir.
Not afraid of irony, not afraid of risk.
Resolutely set foot on a ship heading east for Japan.
On the other side of the ocean, there are thousands of waters in Qian Shan.
Still can't change your belief in the revolution. ...
You walked out of the family.
Reluctant to children, reluctant to parents.
Resolutely take the revolutionary road.
In the face of the ethnic groups that were hard to return at that time.
You're raising your arms and yelling.
You're waving a flag and shouting
A free tomorrow ...
You came out of the revolution.
Brave and ambitious
And revolutionaries.
Boil wine and talk about swords, and write magnificent poems about leather. ...
Since then, history has been in the sky.
With that kind of touch.
Shiny autumn colors
Never grow old.
Poetry 4: Revolutionary martyrs are immortal.
Ancient bluestone; The martyr was buried in the forest.
Eighteen officers; Loyal bones buried elsewhere.
A white-haired girl in a hut; I think about it every day.
Warn us; Don't forget them.
Poetry 5: Revolutionary martyrs are immortal.
Tomb-Sweeping Day has a long history for thousands of years.
Everyone only pays homage to their own Weng, and there are flowers in front of the martyrs monument?
Poetry Six: Seven Methods —— Thoughts on Visiting Jinggangshan Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery
First, the cemetery gate
Walking into the cemetery is light, and many tourists mourn for the hero.
Rhododendrons deliberately diverted, and pine and cypress greeted each other in silence.
The drizzle dyed the jade altar, and the bronzing characters gave a good name.
How quiet the white flowers are, standing in front of the steps listening to the rain.
Second, the Martyrs Memorial Hall
There was a few minutes of silence in the hall, and my appearance was respected in my heart.
I left my hometown to pursue Marxism-Leninism, and I forgot my life for the workers and peasants.
Needless to say, the forest of bullets will not change its appearance.
How many men don't have surnames, and their spirit turns into a thousand pines.
Three, Jinggangshan forest of steles
The forest of steles surrounds the pavilion, which is tortuous and negotiable.
The inscription of politicians is always true, and the legacy of celebrities is pure.
Listen to the explanation, be full of energy, and read the poem.
More songs come to the national tax, and the torrential rain comforts the loyal soul.
Four. Jinggangshan statue garden
The plastic garden is slow and diligent, and the younger generation is pious.
A warrior can defeat the enemy, and a hero can ride the clouds with heroism.
A single spark in Jinggangshan can start a prairie fire, and the Hunan and Jiangxi armies were defeated by Zhu Mao.
Recalling the tragic events of that year, I have forgotten the rain in front of me.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) Jinggangshan revolutionary martyrs monument
The bonfire well is infinite and the cemetery is high.
Heroes of the Red Army gather and Marxism-Leninism pursues the cradle of revolution.
Blood soaked Luo's dream and stood up in the whistle to reflect the sunrise.
Why is the flag exhibition in front of us, and for whom are the martyrs sacrificed?