I was shocked to hear that my comrade-in-arms died of illness and could not sleep at night. Write a poem at dawn as a sign of mourning.
I once recalled that when the war was raging, I was starving in the ice and snow.
Laugh at paper tigers and soldiers, praise mighty soldiers.
The bad news is heartbreak, and it's hard to dream back.
The string of running water in the mountains is broken, and tears fly into the sky.
Second, "Mourning Poems" Wang Shizhen
On the stranger, the flowers are fragrant, and the fish scales are wrinkled into lines.
Red beans in Jiangnan are bitter, and flowers bloom every year to remember you.
Three. He Xun (Northern and Southern Dynasties), a poem written by an old friend in a dream at night.
The guest is frightened at night, and the words are as old as before.
Open the curtains and feel the flow of water. Reflect the bamboo and see the bed empty.
Pukou looks at the slanting moon and hears the wind outside the continent.
It's not late in September, and it's hard to be poor for thousands of miles.
It is like a bloated wood and a floating canopy.
Acacia can't be sent, straight in my heart.
Fourth, "Jiazi is on October 24, and I dream of meeting an old friend and drinking mountains and rivers at midnight".
Brush the Golden Horse Gate, and the tax will drive Fan Shi Village.
Arouse Huashan dream and bring back the soul of Hunan water.
Heart-to-heart handshake, testimony of forgetting words.
I like rattan shade best, and it is a bottle of * * *.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) the pride of fisherman Fan Zhongyan, Qiu Si, Northern Song Dynasty
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The tube is full of frost, people don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
2. Memories of ancient poems about missing comrades 1.
Qin Feng is naked.
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
Have I nothing to wear? Robe with my son. Wang Yuxing, fix my spear. Hatred with my son!
Have I nothing to wear? Take your son. Wang Yu started the division and repaired my spear and halberd Work with your son!
Have I nothing to wear? Take your son. Wang Yu started his division and trained our soldiers. Go with your son!
2.
Changgexing
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
In the wilderness, Hantai survived and wormwood roared.
Tie the horse to the poplar, but I am in my arms.
People in the same robe are old when they meet.
North of Hanjialing, south of Chang 'an Road.
There are dead roots under the tree, and there is a squirrel nest on the tree.
The descendants of Emperor Gao are exhausted, and no one will live for a thousand years.
Baoyu was found frequently, but the elves could do nothing.
Life needs life, and there is wine, Long song.
3.
Linlinnian Mu Yun
Han Dynasty: Anonymous
The dusk is sad, and the dusk is sad.
The cool wind rate has been severe, and the wanderer is cold and naked.
Brocade left, and my robe clung to me.
I stayed alone for a long night and dreamed of seeing Rong Hui.
My hero only likes the ancient times, and it is beneficial to go to the Sui Dynasty.
May you always smile and drive home hand in hand.
It won't take long, and it's not too heavy.
How can you fly in the wind without the wings of the morning wind?
Look at comfort and lead distance.
Rely on sentimentality, crying and touching Shuang Ye.
4.
Send Liu Zhan to Shouzhou
Tang Dynasty: Yao He
Don't stand on tiptoe when you concentrate. You will know your robe after sitting for four times. There are few poems in the world, but the wine in the forest is higher.
Sui dike is beside the willow, and Chu Yi is on the waves. Don't send books often, there are no words and fees.
5.
Three ancestors of Xi stayed.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
Luoyang guest dismounted in front of the door and brushed his clothes. Don't waste your old friend's car, cover your door more in life.
Pedestrians go back to the deep alley, but the snow is still shining. Where did the people who wore the same robe from childhood get the high car?
3. Articles and poems about mourning for soldiers are like the morning sun spraying blood.
You wrote brilliantly with your life.
Never admit it easily,
But it tells the dazzling power with broadness.
The journey of blood and iron,
Ambitious people,
Justice and courage forged the Great Wall,
Defend the peace of the motherland.
No matter in wartime,
Or in peacetime,
It is you,
Let all brothers and sisters live in peace,
With you, we have no fear in life.
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Always want to use your hands,
Weave a wreath,
Challenge the warriors with the clank of iron,
With the most sincere heart,
Express my admiration for you.
I always want to make a cup of fragrant tea.
Give it to the soldiers on guard,
Let this warmth,
Against the cold wind at night, Leng Xue.
Always want to sing a song,
Exhausting the true feelings in my heart,
To celebrate the greatness of the soldiers,
To express the deep thoughts of your brothers, sisters, fathers and villagers.
The night is still long,
The sun is still shining,
People who live in happiness,
Still rely on soldiers-
As bright as the sun,
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Like a mountain,
As vast as the sea,
As strong as iron.
The motherland cherishes you,
Sister China misses you,
All the people,
Like me,
People who live in peace,
Thank you-
The greatest warrior of the new era.
Be proud,
Because you have abundant capital,
Be proud,
No one is more selfless than you,
You are invincible people!
4. A sad sentence about the death of a comrade-in-arms This is a poem.
The news of my good friend's death should have been sent out,
It's all because of difficulty sleeping.
The past is vivid,
Tears of sadness turned into surging emotions.
1, many years have passed in a blink of an eye, but the special emotion when sending my comrades away still deeply affects me. Even now, I still dare not watch the scenes of seeing my comrades off on TV. Listening to Yan Weiwen's "Veteran" will make me cry! Maybe no one will believe it, even I wrote this article with tears in my eyes! War friendship, sincere affection, special affection, affection that will never be forgotten.
The flute of parting has sounded, and the rolling wheels are waiting for your departure. Young comrades, please take a last look at the towering launch tower and the desert space city you once loved. Here are your contributions, here are your comrades who live together day and night, here are beautiful Populus euphratica forests, here are quiet weak rivers, and here are your childhood dreams. Remember this desert, remember the distant west, and remember the boiling when Shenzhou took off. Comrades, have a nice trip!
5. How to write a eulogy for comrades-in-arms elegy? Every old man cherishes his age. When is he riding a whale today?
Zhuang Liang's sorrow falls on the moon, Lu Dian's aura, and there is a virtuous voice in the clouds.
The moon in Gong Yu Tower is very cold, the stars in Chu Shi are dying, and virtue will last forever.
Sadness is more than longing, and there are endless words for 30 thousand days in a hundred years.
Read Li Hengtai's poems, Fei Guo. I have left an old man in the world for a long time.
Comrade-in-arms pinyin zhàn yǒu
Explain the meaning: a companion who fights side by side; Comrades are like brothers; Quote to explain people who have fought together or fought together.
Related literature:
The first chapter of Du Pengcheng's In Peaceful Days: "Liang Jian wants to talk to Yan Xing, a comrade-in-arms who has suffered for many years."
Sun Li's Preface to Set: "Man Qing and I are old comrades-in-arms."
6. The articles and poems of the deceased comrades recalled that the foot of Tianshan Mountain was my lovely hometown.
When I left
Just like that cantaloupe with a broken seedling.
The girl in my heart lives under the poplar tree.
When I broke up with her,
Like Doudard hanging on the wall.
Hami melon is still sweet when its seedlings are broken.
Doudard will call again when the pianist comes back.
When I bid farewell to my comrades forever
It's like an avalanche.
Ah, dear comrade-in-arms
I will never see your majestic figure and kind face again.
Ah, dear comrade-in-arms
You can't listen to me play the piano and sing any more. At the foot of Tianshan Mountain is my lovely hometown.
When I left
Just like that cantaloupe with a broken seedling.
The girl in my heart lives under the poplar tree.
When I broke up with her,
Like Doudard hanging on the wall.
Hami melon is still sweet when its seedlings are broken.
Doudard will call again when the pianist comes back.
When I bid farewell to my comrades forever
It's like an avalanche.
Ah, dear comrade-in-arms
I will never see your majestic figure and kind face again.
Ah, dear comrade-in-arms
You can't listen to me play the piano or sing.