One of the romantic songs

1. What is romantic song

Feng Liu oh, romantic song, what is romantic song?

The emotions in my heart are like the green willows in spring;

Merry, Merry, who doesn’t love Merry?

The fruits of my thinking are like pomegranates in mid-autumn.

I am a human being, with blood and flesh,

I have a heart that can feel joy and sorrow;

I want human dignity, want The beauty of my heart,

I don’t want to be like the ugly ones who steal like rats and dogs! < /p>

I hope my career will eventually be successful.

I am young, with strong energy roaring like the wind,

My enthusiasm, and surging life flowing like water.

Feng Liu, how should I understand you?

Romantic, I swear to pursue you;

In the morning - I ask about the rising sun,

At night - I stare at the Beidou...

< p>When I was daydreaming, I turned into a colorful butterfly:

"Oh, does romantic mean swimming in the spring light?"

In the haze, I turned into a bee:

"Oh, the wind seems to be running among the flowers."

My wandering thoughts merge into the sea,

The sea said: "The wind is a wave on the waves. Just a white gull."

The wings of my fantasy flew to the bright moon,

The bright moon said: "Fengliu is like spending a pot of wine."

So, I. I had an interesting dream,

I dreamed of many friends in my life——

They all came to answer my questions,

arguing, in eight Who was the most popular in the decade?

Ideals say: "Elegance and success go hand in hand."

Youth says: "Elegance and appearance are inseparable."

Friendship says: "Elegance is a joy. The stigma of the stamen. "

Love says: "The romance is the tender lotus root under the lotus."

Morality says: "The romance is the crop of my heart."

Era said: "Fengliu is the golden autumn in my mind."...

Fengliu, Fengliu, please answer:

Is this understanding shallow?

Fengliu, Fengliu, please speak:

Do you have any unchanging standards for me to abide by?

2. Feng Liu’s self-report

I am Feng Liu, I am Feng Liu,

I am the enemy of rigidity and the close friend of spring.

I am like a flower, blooming on the branches,

I am like a girl, with shy eyes;

I am like a stag, leaping across the stream. ,

I am like a lion, with its tail wagging and its mane shaking.

Sometimes, I am invisible, like a gentle breeze;

Sometimes, I am tangible, like clear water;

Sometimes, I turn into a bridal show With a piece of red silk in my hair,

Sometimes, I become a armor on the body of a warrior;

Sometimes, I am a spark in my bright eyes,

Sometimes , I am a vortex of mead on my smile;

Sometimes, I am an iron horse blowing in the wind on the glacier,

Sometimes, I am so powerful that I swallow thousands of miles;

More often, I am not the ornaments and body,

I am the passionate pursuit of beauty in my heart!

As long as human beings live longer, I will live longer.

I have a longer history than Oracle.

I once questioned the sky with Qu Yuan,

I once observed the earth with Zhang Heng;

Zhang Qian traveled to the Western Regions, and I was in front of the saddle, < /p>

Jianzhen crossed the sea eastward, and I was behind the boat.

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A roar: "I will not stop until I sweep away the traitors!"

How many times have I accompanied people with lofty ideals to climb the stairs,

Singing loudly: "First worry about the world." And worry..."

The fertile Central Plains, the ancient China,

How many romantic figures have been immortalized through the ages!

Flowers bloom in spring, leaves fall in autumn,

History is immortal, and new talents emerge——

Don’t you see: talented people have emerged from generation to generation. ,

Modern people are more romantic than their ancestors!

What about the three scents of autumn, what about risking your life to find a mate,

Such a romantic affair has become obsolete;

What about writing poems with red leaves, and what about burial flowers and soil? Qiu,

I have heard enough of such love legends for a long time.

In the 1980s, we needed a new singing voice.

Who would start singing new romantic songs?

From the small mouth of the winter jasmine to the trumpet of the locomotive,

The romantic march is playing in the sky!

3. Fengliu and I

During a turmoil, we drank the bitter wine we brewed.

Fengliu was also regarded as a poisonous snake and beast.

The land of my heart is full of stones,

The riverbed of my feelings is so thirsty that I feel uncomfortable.

For ten years, I have been trekking in the desert.

I long for an oasis with water and grass.

Faced with modern science, I looked at a loss,

like an ape who had just walked out of the forest.

The road of life, it is a pity that it cannot be repeated.

Youth is gone, only scars remain.

I used to be depressed, I used to be stubborn,

I thought I had “see through” everything in the world.

I once indulged in the temptation of vanity,

mistook following fashion for fashion——

Borrow me a tape recorder to relieve my worries,

Save your soul with a six-stringed harp.

A suit with a tie, trousers with bell-mouthed edges,

a close-fitting torn shirt with a collar and no sleeves;

Leather shoes can be used to take photos, and hair oiled,

Who knew that the toes of the socks on my feet were exposed.

Dancing, I danced to my heart's content,

I even got dizzy on the waxed floor;

Skating, I skated at will,

I hope you can forget your sorrows when you are relaxed and happy!

But days like this cannot last forever.

Yesterday’s fashion has fallen behind today;

The floor-sweeping bell-bottoms are no longer new.

I have heard enough of those sleep-inducing pop songs.

Romantic, you don’t often laugh in the streets,

Nor do you always linger at dance parties;

Dance music is an interlude of the song of life,

Without a complete piece of music, what’s the use of interludes?

Entertainment is an illustration on a page of the book of life.

Without a masterpiece, how can we attach illustrations?

This world of mortals, who can see through it?

Seeing through is just an excuse to be pessimistic and give up;

Who can guess the future?

Guessing is just a reason for arrogance.

What is the real romance?

I frowned in thought...

4. The real romance

This is called romance, this is called romance,

Dare to fight to the death against cruel fate!

This is called wind and flow, this is called wind and flow,

Ride the boat of the times on the long river of history!

Expose the conspiracy of the God Maker at gunpoint,

Sprinkle a cup of hot blood on the barren hills;

Sacrifice the good Prime Minister under the stick Heroic spirit,

Let countless white flowers bloom on your chest!

Invite the motherland to the podium of the world sports arena,

Let her listen to the playing of the national anthem;

Put the red flag at the top of Everest. Gaofeng,

Let her touch Lan Tian’s forehead!

Please fight at a mine-covered mountain pass: "Let me go first!"

When retreating after completing the mission, shout: "I will break the rear!"

Performance I went to test-fly the new fighter aircraft that was still unstable.

I went to study the nuclear test site where the smoke had not yet cleared.

Like Lei Feng, who loves ordinary jobs,

No matter where he goes, he is always a locomotive;

Like Jiao Yulu, who cares about the victims' daily necessities,

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Even if you die, your magnanimity will remain forever!

Counting the famous figures, look at the present,

Today is the battle to realize the ideal -

A fierce battle in front of the furnace, brewing a furnace of red wine,

Raising the golden cup in the distance, wishing the birthday of the motherland;

Speeding on the sea, shaking a piece of white silk,

Sending Hada to the four seas and five continents.

Took the Ph.D. exam in West Germany, and answered fluently,

A green leaf stretched out, heralding the golden autumn;

Going to the United States to travel and give lectures, discuss research,

A branch of red apricot comes out of the wall, and the whole garden is in full swing...

The competing fragrances are the beauty of flowers,

The proud snow and frost are the beauty of pine trees;

The wind flow of Beidou indicates the direction,

The wind flow of the satellite circles the earth.

We are human beings, and we are in tune with the beauty of heaven and earth.

Our romance seems to last forever!

We work in all walks of life,

We have the same pursuit of romance:

"One mouth clear" is a directory inquiry operator

"One-size-fits-all" is the style of a butcher shop salesperson;

"The magic knife hand" is the style of a female pedicure worker,

" "Ba Chunren" is the romantic style of the cleaning team...

We should make our clothes and soul equally beautiful,

We should make our material and spiritual wealth equally rich!

Extract happiness from labor as reward,

Take victory from struggle as enjoyment.

Oh, every unexplained phenomenon,

may be the entrance to an emerging discipline;

Every achievement is made through sweat,

Every question mark may lead to a winding path!

Labor, creation, progress - endless!

Love truth, love goodness, and love beauty—to the letter!

This is true romance, this is true romance,

Hold the colored pen of the times tightly in your hand;

Draw a picture of the four modernizations and build happiness The towers,

are spread over a land of 9.6 million square kilometers!

Let the people say: they have suffered setbacks and stumbles,

But they have shouldered the mission of the times;

Let history say: they are good at Thinking and daring to fight,

He is indeed a romantic generation of the Chinese nation...

Romance Song 2

1. Sing the Romance Song Again

< p>Write about romance, praise romance, five springs and autumns,

Was the "Romance Song" ever outdated?

Love is romantic, love is romantic, singing voice is filled with love,

Who will take the lead in singing "Feng Liu Song" today?

Five years, the river is surging, fish and dragons are racing,

How many flying boats are rushing in the wind and waves;

Five years, the sails are riding on the wind, and the boats are flying Walking through the water,

A group of talents were created in the rapids -

The "Wrangler" in reality can be regarded as a romantic,

After twenty years of adversity, he managed to Psychological research;

"Contemporary Paul" is worthy of being romantic,

creating an ideal oasis in the desert of life.

The heroes of Huashan rescue are the heroes of the group,

Singing heroic songs at critical moments;

The new factory director who is as comfortable as a duck in water is the leader of the enterprise. Romantic,

Standing high in the wave of reform and opening up.

It is the era of romance, the romance of the era,

Broadcast the song "Romance Song" to Kyushu!

At this moment, the windows are open to each other, and the hearts are in communication.

The autumn wind blows over you and my chest. < /p>

My friend, when will the new romantic song be written? "

Looking east, west, north, south, and in the middle, there are green bamboos, pines and green flowers.

Sing the romantic song again? , how to tell who comes first and who comes last?

Looking at industrial, agricultural, scientific, educational, cultural, and committed to reform and striving for the upper reaches,

Who is the most romantic? It's hard to tell which one is better or worse.

I think, think, and feel that I am not talented enough.

I write and correct, but I am often stretched...

In distress, a bag of dirt flies away When I put it on my desk,

holding it was like holding the country in my hands.

This soil comes from the trenches on the front line of Laoshan.

There are oaths in the soil and the pursuit of soldiers.

When I hold it, pieces of shrapnel bite my hand.

Smell it, and bursts of gunpowder smoke choke my mouth.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the clouds of my thoughts,

Warriors, warriors are the leaders of romance!

My heart flew to Laoshan and southern Xinjiang.

Suddenly, the roar of guns and cannons rang in my chest.

I want to sing a blood-stained romance for the warriors.

The second "Romance Song" is unique to the warriors!

2. Blood-stained romance

...The blood has flowed enough, but it is still flowing.

The triangle belt can no longer tie my severely injured body. Wounds;

...The blood is bleeding too much, but it will continue to bleed.

The first aid kit can no longer rescue my dying comrade.

He was writing a letter home just now, and his sleeves were stained with blood while treating guests.

The ballpoint pen was still clamped in his blown-off hand;

He was talking about Beijing just now, and in the blink of an eye he was talking about Beijing. My head was shot open,

I can’t leave my shadow in front of the hero’s monument in this life...

I don’t want to die, I won’t die in peace,

I don’t want to be killed by the god of death like this Take away!

I love life, and I love it deeply.'

I miss my relatives so much that my heart trembles.

In between battles, I stayed in the tunnel with my eyes closed and wandered around.

The scene in my heart was reflected in my dream:

My mother looked at me and stood at the entrance of the village.

How can I bear to add new sorrow to her white hair;

My wife is thinking about me and worrying about me,

I am the river bed, so can her love Flowing happily.

My newborn son does not need my medal.

With me, he will have a complete Mid-Autumn Festival;

I saw Aunt Liang, saw Without Yuxiu,

How can a wreath cover thousands of grave mounds?

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire woke me up.

I turned around, grabbed the gun, and went into battle--

The motherland needs me, and her territory needs me. Hold on,

So, I left everything behind:

I used my body to remove mines, and I dared to break my bones to win,

"Fire at me ", I roared loudly like Wang Cheng!

Tie grenades to your body and die together with the enemy.

Sound the blasting tube and stay with the position.

I am dead, and my body cannot be found on the battlefield.

My loyalty and flesh and blood are seeped into the soil;

I am dead, and my body is invisible. The white clouds are lingering on Zuolao Mountain,

Even if I die, I will hug the peaks of my motherland and refuse to let go.

Motherland, have you seen my suicide note?

A blood-stained envelope, packed in a blood-stained pocket:

"Old mother, don't shed tears for me,

Sacrifice your life for the country, the country. A child who does not fall is immortal;

"Dear wife, don't worry about me,

May you regain happiness after remarrying...

" Son who you have never met, don’t blame your father,

Dad is a soldier, and soldiers cannot bring shame to the motherland;

"Dad loves you, your mother and grandma,

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It is because of love that I shed my blood on the barren hills..."

3. Two kinds of romance

At this moment, when you sound the blasting tube ,

The rowing boats in the North Sea can no longer carry too much tenderness;

Beautiful flower umbrellas are swaying the willows,

Human faces and flower shadows on the water

At this moment, when you are hit by dozens of bullets,

The stone benches in Pujiang River have been occupied by the God of Love;

Muttering love words, hugging each other,

The hugs and kisses made Yue'er feel shy

The theater was playing "Swan Lake", as gentle as a dream;

The disco is dancing in the ballroom, and youth is spinning...

The difference is so huge, it is destined to--

Some people bleed and sacrifice, and some people are safe and sound!

Life is such a reality, the moment is-

Some people die generously, and some people go to the restaurant with a smile

Now that the battle has begun, the country’s gate must be guarded,

Either I bleed, or you bleed;

"Then let me bleed, motherland,

To wear a military uniform, you must have the bones of a soldier. "

Since there is a thief outside the door, we must fight.

Either you will behead, or I will behead;

"Then let me go, mother ,

As a son of the motherland, he should share the same hatred with the motherland! "

You are sober, sober as a mountain with your head held high.

You are rational, and your reason is like a river flowing eastward.

Isn't it just for the security of the motherland? ?

You are brave enough to fight against the invaders;

Isn’t it just for the safety of the motherland?

You are brave and brave.

You kiss your four-month-old baby goodbye and come to crawl into the ravine,

Rescue the wounded in a hail of bullets;

The wound of your comrade is connected to your heart,

When the wounded groaned, your heart felt uncomfortable.

You kept nursing and singing endlessly.

Your eyes became red and your voice became hoarse from singing...

In your dream, you heard your son’s cry again,

When you woke up, you dedicated all your mother’s warmth to your comrades!

You were about to be demobilized, and your fiancée waved frequently,

My sister wrote that my hometown is extremely rich...

I made furniture for you, built a small building for you,

New cars, etc. You go back and show off your skills.

But the battle has begun. Should you leave or stay?

You are taking the burden that is not yours to shoulder!

The artillery fire is like a net, and the road mines are like beans.

The "Liberation" you drive is swimming in the sea of ??fire.

You died, in the dream of your fiancée looking forward to seeing you,

You died when your little sister was decorating your new house...

You have a bright future after graduating from college. As beautiful as a brocade,

Why did you enter the military school again and study again?

My girlfriend said you were "stupid" and broke up with you.

My male classmates blamed you for being "infatuated" and would "bring it to yourself".

But you go to the front line and lead the troops to fight.

You share a biscuit and smoke a cigarette.

How should the value of college students be measured?

The scale of war can weigh their integrity!

At this moment, listen to their voices.

What requirements do the living and the dead have?

"My biggest wish is to visit the capital,

fix my smiling face on Tiananmen Tower."

"My highest request is to get a poem ,

Don't use 'silly soldiers' to desecrate my coffin!"

"Society's recognition is my highest compliment."

"People's recognition. Understanding is my greatest desire! "

"With my relatives by my side, I am never afraid of losing my head in battle!"

"My motherland is still turning into dust behind me!" < /p>

4. More romantic than the wind

The wind from southern Xinjiang blows in my chest,

The water from southern Xinjiang flows under my pen.

The hot old mountain soil bears witness one by one.

The blood-red kapok has its branches fully opened.

Talking about the spirit of warriors, flowers shed tears;

Talking about the cruelty of war, mountains tremble.

This is a period of construction, people are used to stretching out their hands,

If you make a contribution, you deserve a reward;

This is an era of peace, and life is new. Get rid of the old,

If you have the right to work, you have the right to enjoy it

The battle is local, a local battle,

But the local battle is often more intense. .

Thousands of miles away, it is easy to be forgotten by the rear.

Rewards based on merit should not be missed but often missed...

Just because, although you There are bullets flying in the sky,

But in this place, there are lush flowers and secluded forests--

Inventors and creators can apply for patents,

Soldiers The "patent" is to bleed and throw your head!

He got a bonus for the five shirts he overproduced.

You were blown away when you lined up the 501st mine. < /p>

In order to ensure that a flower of the motherland is not stolen by thieves...

The masculinity of a man and the beauty of a daughter,

are intertwined here to form the romance of a warrior;

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The romance of a daughter, the romance of a man,

They all follow the smoke of gunpowder and the rhythm of war drums.

It is you who wrote the most beautiful poems,

It is you who made the best dunks!

It is you who are brewing the wine of life,

It is you who are guarding the true romance.

Guardians of the earth, you are richer than the earth,

Barriers to the wind, you are more romantic than the wind!

The people testify: about ideals and pursuits,

Your understanding is better than reality;

History testifies: about dedication and romance,

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You have set a good start for the Chinese youth...

Written on September 18, 1985 at the top of Qingdao

Romance Song No. 3

< p>One and three romantic songs

Talk about romantic songs, sing romantic songs, and love flies across the country.

The second "Romance Song" spread like wildfire again.

Chasing the romantic song, catching up with the romantic song, everyone has their own advantages,

"Feng Liu Song" has won countless friends.

Poetry surges in my heart, like an arrow on a string.

Once it is shot, it no longer belongs to the author.

Readers’ expectations have turned into my worries,

How long do I have to wait to sing “Romance Song” three times?

I felt like an accompanist being pushed to Taichung.

I couldn’t be shy anymore under the lights and the crowd.

...When marching into the army and taking oath, you should drink three glasses of fine wine;

...When you go on stage to sing, you should sing three romantic songs in a row!

I haven't thought about the third song "Romance Song" yet,

But my enthusiastic friends are already planning it for me. < /p>

The solidified dream has a clear spring with half a cup of buds.

The letters from Tianshan carry the tenderness of snow lotus,

They hit my chest with autumn colors and deep feelings;

Please write to the young people of all ethnic groups, whose sweat pours out the oasis,

When the melons and fruits are fragrant, look at the ditches full of gold and silver...

Although the body has resigned, the heart has not retired.

It is impossible to build bridges and pave roads, nor Guard the night.

The letter from the blind girl made my heart tremble again.

Although I am in my cardamom years, I have never seen cardamom;

I am disabled, but I am not disabled. Of love and sorrow,

You still have to sing a perfect romance without a perfect body!

The love is warmer than the spring breeze, and the letter is as thick as snowflakes.

Coming from Yunnan, from Haiqing, from Guangzhou...

Someone suggested writing about miners, and Sunlight mining;

Someone asked me to write about doctors, to save lives;

Someone asked me to write about teachers, to dedicate myself;

Someone asked me to write about seafarers, Travel the world.

People in the special economic zone praise Shenzhen for its rapid reform and opening up;

The loggers praise the forest area, where hundreds of birds sing at the dawn and play...

Huanba The wind in my face blows open the floors in my chest.

How should I outline and lead the way without falling into the trap?

As long as you write "one", you may leave out "ten thousand".

The land where I was born and raised is full of beauty!

You can see how deep the friendship between readers is,

If you want me not to sing romantically, it will be impossible unless my blood clots and my pen becomes rusty.

Even if you cannot scatter flowers on the clouds like "Flying Sky",

You must learn the rules of the disciples and cry blood endlessly...

2. The Times and the Romance

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Each era has its own style.

Great style is the result of great reforms.

I think about 1966 - 1976,

The spring and autumn that wiped out the wind and caused the calendar to be stained with blood;

I sang a song 976 - 1986,

Three writings about romance, what kind of giant pen can be used to connect the past and the future?

I long to dissect the waves of the times,

I call for the poets who first sang about romance.

My surname is Su, and I never dare to claim that I am after Dongpo.

But the river of Su Dongpo flows in my chest.

The river rushes through the Three Gorges, passes through Baidi, and rushes to Haikou.

Old senior, you are just like the mainstay of the river that will stay forever!

It is you who raise a glass to ask the blue sky, when will the bright moon come;

It is you who write poems to express your feelings, and hope that people will live long.

But the "romantic" you sang about has changed over time.

The concept in the dictionary also seems too old.

Invite layman Su to go back to his motherland and roam around.

Look at how popular the young people in the 1980s were;

“…We are oil workers, aluminum helmets The wind is blowing and the rain is fierce,

The battle of Gudong is coming from all directions to the lower reaches of the Yellow River.

“The youngest land in China is a sandbank,

only yellow is seen. Clover's shadow waved to the beach.

“With an order, we started “rolling development”,

Fifty-five drilling rigs roared at the same time.

“The underground Sun River lured us ,

Our veins are half hot blood and half crude oil.

"The war broke out, and I risked my life to become a living statue.

Dig a deep well, and dare to drill the earth through the day and night!

"Yellow River, rise high The leader of hope,

Listen to a new chorus and sing romantically! "

"...I am now an explorer, going rafting on the Yangtze River.

My raft sank to the bottom of the river, and my ambition was not fulfilled.

“I haven’t finished writing my investigation notes yet,

The dream of conquering natural dangers has been swept away by the whirlpool...

“I have not died, my soul has become A wave,

Frost morning and moonlit night, waving on the crest of the wave.

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What is drifting is ideal, what is drifting is pursuit.

"The water in Tiger Leaping Gorge is fast and the walls of Jinsha River are steep.

But the romantic songs in our hearts reach to the sky!"

"I am a young man Teacher, I have gone into the wild mountains and inspected the wild people at my own expense for eight years.

"My bag is on my shoulder and my last words are in my pocket.

I can do it at any time. Feed your body to the beast.

“The rain in Shennongjia, the wind in Gechuan River,

the wind and dew from the meal even made my complexion sallow and thin.

“I was tied to a tree while sleeping, and I was injured. I can only save myself from illness.

Earthquakes and landslides did not make me retreat.

“For the motherland, in order to solve the mystery of the savages,

I was interrogated and detained as a fugitive several times.

“Only by sacrificing one’s life for exploration can one experience the true beauty.

My greatest enjoyment is to endure hardships for science...”

“...I came here voluntarily. A college student from Beijing in Lhasa,

riding a bicycle to check in, seeing enough of the mountains and rivers

“Plan B——L, Pangu did not have,

investigated the folk customs along the way. Put social studies.

"Sleeping in the wild mountains and ridges, competing with wolves for endurance,

My eyes are crystal clear, and the wolf eyes have a faint green light.

"I can only invite the moon. As a companion, the moon was robbed by the clouds again,

I painted the beauty in my heart by the lonely bonfire.

"After all the hardships, I finally triumphantly sing,

I carry the morning glow of Beijing to the door of the Potala Palace..."

Wish Life is as brilliant as summer flowers, striving for beauty,

May death be as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves, decaying as soon as possible.

Turn it into spring mud to protect the flowers, and their beauty will be reborn.

Why should the wind blow off the branches of flowers and make excessive demands?

Please ask Su Shi to revise this sentence for today's people:

As the river goes eastward, the waves will be endless, and the romance will last forever!

3. The wind of reform

Where there are uneven temperatures, there will be wind;

There will be uneven ground, and there will be water flow.

My heart is facing the open world, and I am meditating;

Facing the reality of reform, I am exploring——

Yesterday’s closed restricted area, today Walk freely,

Reforms have plowed the furrows of new ideas;

The "heterodoxism" of the past has now been generally accepted,

The logic of development is here Introduce the new and remove the old.

But the reform is not as smooth as imagined.

The bloody feet are being blocked by thorns and trenches.

Feudal consciousness and unhealthy tendencies are like a basket of crabs,

tearing, tightening, and entangled endlessly...

You can achieve as many achievements as you want. Curse,

You will cause as much resentment as you correct.

You are fighting in front of the formation, and someone is watching from the wall.

When you need to criticize the "right", you are born "right".

You are the living target, and the gun is in their hands.

No matter what you do, someone will secretly take advantage of you.

Good factory director who cannot be sued, what's wrong with you?

You are regarded as your opponent by mediocrity just because you are capable.

Some factory directors have no solution, like a mountain blocking the door;

Some companies have no solution, like a cow falling into a well.

The journey of reform involves countless struggles.

The road of history is paved with the flesh and blood of those who sacrificed their lives!

Some people lamented: "He is not sure whether he will die in this life."

Someone sang: "It's still romantic even if I don't take a breath!"

"I am the flagpole, I will always be there." Raise the flagpole over the top",

"I am an awl, even if I die first, I will still stand out!"

"I will be a porter when climbing mountains", "I will be a helmsman when driving a boat",

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"Standing I am learning the piers", "I am the axle carrying the load"!

The road is long and the clouds are thick,

China has reached a new intersection...

4. Sing romantic songs together

It is time, now is the best time,

The time is ripe for political reform;

It is time, a rare time like this,

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How can the reform of the national system always happen!

Reform produces talents, reform produces leaders,

Reform produces efficiency, and reform produces style.

The mountains sing romantic songs, singing green, fat, red and thin,

Use the "flowers" from Longshang, Xintianyou in northern Shaanxi;

The water sings romantic songs, Singing about giant ships and light boats,

The boatmen on the Yellow River shout, and the trackers on the Yangtze River roar.

Friends, please continue to write your own romance,

Replace the solo of my bamboo flute with a powerful symphony.

Kunlun plays the brass horn, Mo Mei is the drummer,

The five fingers of Wuzhishan rub the strings...

Singing about the fisher girls in Zhuhai and the riders on the grassland ,

Sing a worthy romantic man and relieve the people's worries!

He who cannot see the forest with one leaf is not romantic;

He who cannot hear the thunder with plugged ears is really shallow!

Those who know what they know and memorize words and memorize are fake knowledge;

Those who are able to adapt to changes in literature, martial arts and adaptability are really outstanding!

Those who only know how to use their power to seek personal gain from others are careerists;

Those who are capable of industry, business and development are the most fashionable!

Don’t complain, what’s in your bowl is vegetables and what’s in his plate is meat.

The rice pot and rice bowl will be linked to your grades;

Don’t Don't be discouraged. You are not very talented, but he is uniquely endowed.

You can turn the Jinshi Diaolou into a stone tower if you persevere!

I admire the plum blossoms, autumn chrysanthemums, summer lotuses and spring willows.

They are all the best in their respective seasons;

I sing that the sky is high and the sun is bright and the moon is warm. Soft,

They all provide freedom for the competition of all things.

The blue sky is romantic, giving color to every ray of sunshine,

The eagles and cranes fly together, singing "White clouds have a thousand years of joy";

The earth is romantic Oh, sowing in spring and harvesting in autumn on the ground,

The core of the earth is hot, drilling a deep well will spurt out oil;

Oh, the sea is windy, giving vitality to every drop of water,

< p> Bai Hang forged ahead, countless seagulls flew out of the waves.

The people are charming, water can carry or capsize a boat,

Democracy and science are the right and left hands in promoting history.

I am the people, and the people are working together.

The hearts of the people will be cast into nine cauldrons, proving the immortality of reform;

I am history, and the road to history is being renovated.

The wheels of the future are rolling, carrying the wind and waves from generation to generation...

Written in Qingdao on September 7, 1986