"Tiananmen Poetry Copy" is a collection of poems from the "Tiananmen Poetry Movement" edited by 16 people from the Chinese Teaching and Research Section of Beijing International Studies University under the pseudonym "Tong Huaizhou".

Selected Poems

1. Five five-character poems

1: A spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of white flowers bloom. If you want to know the hearts of the people, look at the monument to heroes.

Two: If you want to be sad and hear ghosts cry, I cry and jackals laugh. Tears are shed to honor heroes, eyebrows are raised and swords are unsheathed.

Three: The sky was shocked with a thunder, and the earth collapsed. Suddenly, Jiuzhou was silent, speechless and full of tears. We couldn't say anything to each other, but we shed tears again when we wanted to speak. I couldn't believe it when I heard it, and my heart was broken when I believed it.

Four: Dapeng’s bright eyes and nine layers of tragic songs. The peaks and mountains of Wuzhou are dark, and eighty million eyes are red with tears. If you are loyal to Marxism-Leninism, you can comment on your merits and demerits. The ashes are scattered in the rivers, and the monuments cultivate people's hearts.

Five: The bad news shocked the world, and cries spread all over the country. The stele is like the howling wind, and the sadness is like the cold water. The sky is also in pain, and the earth is also sad. The journey was difficult, but getting here is even more worrying.

2. Six seven-character poems

1: There are white flowers everywhere in the capital, and the wind blows hot tears into thousands of homes. From now on, the day of heartbreak will be January 8th every year.

Two: The clouds and water are vast and the mind is not calm, I sit up in the sky and mourn silently. The heart of poetry is filled with the blood of a cold plum, and it alone hangs high in the sky for eternity.

Three: plain paper, black gauze with mournful shear, green pines and cypresses and tears. Who said that giving flowers is an old custom? She will die without flowers tomorrow.

Four: My hometown has gone through many years of ups and downs, but the support of the building depends on the sky. His mind is as bright as the sun and the moon, and his merits are unrivaled. The people in the beautiful city were crying and mourning, and the ground was covered with flowers and white snow. The sky is as sad as the waves, and the condor passes away and will never be returned.

Five: Three thousand green cypress guards with loyal souls, who are coming in tight military uniforms. The hot blood has taught Shenzhou Chi, and the head will be replaced by a new one in the universe. A man's ambition is revealed in wartime, and his innocence is revealed on the battlefield. I swear to make up for the wishes of my predecessors, but who is afraid of being wrapped in horse leather?

3. Shui Tiao Ge Tou

The young and the strong support the old and the weak, and the market leans on the railings. All the people are in awe and weeping, unaware of the cold north wind. The grief shakes the heaven and the earth. How can I bear the movement of the hearse? It crushes my heart. I can't stop you, I hate Babao Mountain! My voice was hoarse, my tears were gone, and I cried to the sky. Driving west on Chang'an Road, never to return. How can I recall that I used to dance to welcome the heads of state of my friends, and I looked up to my kind face on this road. Where to find the Prime Minister? Loyal souls are everywhere.

4. The river is full of red

The sky also sheds tears, how can people not shed tears? Monuments are lined with wreaths and elegiac couplets. The ashes are scattered on the rivers and the waves are surging, and the bones are falling on the green peaks of Cui Wei. His outstanding achievements will always be remembered in the annals of history. Follow the legacy, inscribe the teachings, distinguish the true from the false, and recognize the demons and ghosts. Duel with thieves and bravely abandon safety. Even though I am mourning in pain, I still feel that my father is still alive and well, and his shining example raises new sunflowers. Hundreds of millions of people share your sincerity and comfort.

5. The first poem in the opening chapter

The Prime Minister is the hero, the soul of the nation. Leave a lasting fragrance through the ages and remain relevant to the world forever. Stand erect for thousands of years, and be wise forever. The rivers are roaring, and the green hills are covered with monuments. One person goes forward, and eight hundred million succeed him. Carry on the legacy and overcome obstacles. Putting on the liver and draining the courage, suppressing demons and eliminating evil.

Through the sky and the earth, vertically and horizontally. Haoran is upright and aboveboard. His merits are high and he is famous in history. Wisdom helps the world, and majesty lasts forever. The ashes are scattered and the world is magnificent. The ultimate beauty, the eternal great man. The spirit is strong, and the legacy will be carried forward.

6. The crow of the night

When spring comes, there is no spring breeze, and there are pines all over the mountain. The little white flowers are sad and cold. The crowd is moving, on the carved railings and on the jade steps. The Prime Minister is suffering from all the people and is in tears.