Chapter 1: Calling for Peace
A ray of cold light masked the crow's cry,
A halberd in the cold wind breaks an arrow in the cold rain.
Tears, where did they fall?
Look! Faith sprouting between cracks.
Flying sand and walking stones stand firm,
Fight bloody battles and get revenge.
His hand has turned into a flower,
Burned in front of the tomb as a memorial to death.
History is changing and the situation is changing.
The winner is king? Losers are enemies?
Who is calling the sacred call?
Buried in the years, blood spilled all my life.
Black blood rolled in the war,
Smoked my heart and steamed my eyes.
Living money can't buy the right to live,
Who will pay the living debt?
He stood quietly in thousands of troops,
The rain of blood rusted his sword,
Wash his immortal soul,
This also strengthened his eternal belief.
How can we let the smog run rampant?
How can the war spread?
If the dream is broken, I would rather die than surrender.
The body is dead and the spirit is alive.
Poetry praising peace
Chapter 2: There is a color called peace.
-To the China peacekeepers who died in Haiti.
I looked at the direction in which you fell.
This land is sunny.
So dazzling
That blue ocean
The Wind Rises; Time Bomb
So heavy
All the noise is calm.
The green is still there.
All the world of mortals paused for a moment.
But the blue ocean has not changed.
I see.
Olives have the meaning of green.
There is a kind of blue associated with the embrace of the sea.
There is a color called peace.
Mountains will collapse and crack.
The sunshine is still there.
Who will doubt spring?
be late
I watched.
Where you fell.
Establish modern China ink painting.
Gently swaying olive branch
Be interested in the ocean
Chapter 3: Tell me about peace.
Run, son
Run, kid, run!
No-
I'm at a loss.
lapse into silence
Why is this?
Tell me why.
Tell me,
Is war really important?
Tell me,
My heart really hurts when I lose my loved ones.
I don't understand how this world can be like this.
War, smoke, bullets
Are these worth it? Is it worth it?
Tell me,
Why do evil bullets threaten them?
The child is innocent,
They still need care,
Why is this?
......
Chapter IV: Long live peace
Broad-minded melodious and shocking voice
It gripped my nerves tightly.
My brain is blank.
I witnessed the bloody scene.
* * * is at work.
War devoured peace.
Destroyed the inner innocence.
The claws of war reach out to innocent people.
Dark clouds hung over the head.
Silence and death are in the palm of your hand
Tears filled my eyes.
My mind was greatly shocked.
Mourn for the dead.
Pray to the innocent.
Complain to crazy war-makers.
I'm not interested in enjoying beautiful scenery.
What are the advantages of beautiful scenery?
I can't sleep well.
The tragic and fierce war situation before us
How can I calm down?
I want to be with Ares, the god of war
Holding the sword and shield of justice and humanity
Challenge the stubborn warmongers.
Even if you die in battle
I will always stand on the side of justice.
Ah! War Be Damned
Fucking war-making lunatics
Dark clouds can't cover the sun.
Sin will eventually bury them.
They will be remembered forever and will never turn over.
Ah! Peace-loving people
Everyone with a sense of justice
Just stick together.
We will surely defeat evil.
The hymn of peace will surely be played.
Ah! Long live peace
Long live peace
Chapter V: Peace
1, peace
What is this?
Let the hero's blood
Red, our history.
What is this?
Let the smoke of hatred
Leave the earth with a smile
We can reject a cruel soul.
But we can't refuse a friendly hand.
Step 2: at night
We sat on the sofa.
Enjoy history
History is also stretching its legs.
Look at us.
We drink tea and think about the future.
History savors time and looks back.
At night, no one knows.
A lit cigarette.
From my hand
Experience life
Chapter 6: The Song of Inner Peace
Close your eyes and meditate.
Corner of the mouth rises gently
Quietly and intently
If you walk in yoga music,
Quietly in the melody
Feel quietly
My meditation yoga
An elegant and soothing song
A song of inner peace
Let your thoughts pass through Qian Shan.
Come to the quiet south of the Yangtze River.
Stay in nature
With a long sweet smile
Smell the fragrance of the earth
Listen to the haunting hearts of birds.
Feel the whispers of heart and nature
Stretch wrinkled eyebrows
Forget all the fatigue.
There is a song flowing in my heart
Soft lines of poetry
I am an elegant violet.
Let the shower of spring rain
Wash away irritability and worldly noise.
As music flows in the air
Lian Bu moved lightly on the water.
Stretch your posture gently.
Give off a faint fragrance.
Showing a dignified elegance.
Dedicate one's body and mind to heaven and earth
combine two into one