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
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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?
2. What are the classic poems praising heroic martyrs? One poem after another is about spirit: A Song of Righteousness —— Ode to the Autumn Martyrs by Mo Ruo in Southern Song Dynasty. There are many brothers who aid Korea and resist the United States, and the martyrs sing in the shade. The high place name was spread in 39 1 year, and the disciples of Koujun missed Amituo. He made great achievements as a paper tiger, which bound the ambition of the black dragon not to grind. 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.
3. What are the classic poems praising heroic martyrs? When the festival is poor, you can see them one by one: "Song of Righteousness"-Wen Tianxiang in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Guo Moruo's Ode to Autumn Martyrs
There are many brothers to resist US aggression and aid Korea, but some of them are cloudy, and a martyr has a wonderful story.
Biography of high place names 39 1, Kou Jun recites Amitabha.
It takes a long time to work through paper, which binds the black dragon's ambition.
In memory of neighboring Venus, the hero is brave and fearless.
Seven laws to commemorate the heroine of the Anti-Japanese War/beautiful spring
Born in troubled times and crossing the wind and frost, Tiema Glacier saves the nation.
Jade holds a slender handle, knowing my heart and my flag.
Wan Li's lofty sentiments drive away the enemy, and his merits will last forever.
The mountains and rivers break the national humiliation, and the words of Shi Fu are fragrant.
Five laws, ten thousand, general
Foreign aggression needs to be subdued, and the general gives it to the European Union.
The teacher called it mechanization and won the prestige of the tiger.
The bloody Donggua guards drove the Japanese Tang Ji back.
Fighting on the battlefield is not against the will.
4. Poems in memory of martyrs 1: Buji-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.
Poem 2: Man Jianghong Reread The Poems 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.
5. The verses of revolutionary martyrs are clear. I came to the martyrs' cemetery. Often Tomb-Sweeping Day came quietly in the embrace of spring. I came to the Martyrs Cemetery to pay my respects. The picture of your dead hero has been recorded in the exploits of historical heroes and turned into an immortal statue, which will always inspire future generations. This is a little-known battle, but no one who has experienced it will forget it. The terrain is complex, the fog is dark, and the castle is full of enemies. You are the captain of the commando team. You know very well that going up means sacrificing yourself. You are a martyr, but you did not hesitate to fight your way out. A shell came roaring and cut off your left arm. Another shrapnel hurt your leg. You grab the wet scorched earth with your remaining right hand and crawl forward inch by inch. With your eyes burning with hatred, your throat forged by the army, and your perseverance ignited by blood, you stubbornly commanded and continued fighting until you fell in a pool of blood. Since then, your name has been engraved on the stone tablet, and your feat has become a story. The monument standing in the cemetery stands tall and straight into the sky. It is a spiritual building built by loyal souls. Facing you is a huge exclamation point-my comrade-in-arms, my waterfall imagination has pulled out tears that can't be stopped, and crystal tears are beating on the drum surface of my heart. The solemn and stirring swan song is like an evergreen pine and cypress, which shakes for a while and bounces again, one after another, and the distant battle has solidified at our feet. Being a solid cornerstone of life, your body not only lays the foundation for victory, but also enhances our horizons. You lie here without saying a word, but your great image and immortal spirit are inexhaustible wealth for survivors.
6. Poems praising heroes and heroes are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, inspiring the black water and white mountains, conquering the country with a hundred victories, and strengthening the country and rejuvenating the country;
Blood green clouds, pillow snow forest beauty, Kyushu pregnant with martyrs, the people are upright and strong.
-holding a national hero Zhao Shangzhi.
Guo Moruo's Ode to Autumn Martyrs
There are many brothers to resist US aggression and aid Korea, but some of them are cloudy, and a martyr has a wonderful story.
Biography of high place names 39 1, Kou Jun recites Amitabha.
It takes a long time to work through paper, which binds the black dragon's ambition.
In memory of neighboring Venus, the hero is brave and fearless.
Seven laws to commemorate the heroine of the Anti-Japanese War/beautiful spring
Born in troubled times and crossing the wind and frost, Tiema Glacier saves the nation.
Jade holds a slender handle, knowing my heart and my flag.
Wan Li's lofty sentiments drive away the enemy, and his merits will last forever.
The mountains and rivers break the national humiliation, and the words of Shi Fu are fragrant.
Five laws, ten thousand, general
Foreign aggression needs to be subdued, and the general gives it to the European Union.
The teacher called it mechanization and won the prestige of the tiger.
The bloody Donggua guards drove the Japanese Tang Ji back.
Fighting on the battlefield is not against the will.
7. Poems about Remembering the Martyrs I present relevant poems to you from two aspects: ancient poems and modern poems. Please refer to them! 65438+
When to drink Huanglongfu and build a stormy building in China. The righteous poem is full of snow, why is the revolution afraid of beheading? Keep your son's arrogance and avenge the king of Chu three years later! The last poem can be broken, the limbs can be folded, and the revolutionary spirit cannot be destroyed.
The head of a strong man is a party collapse, but the body of a brave man is a group crack. It doesn't matter if you cut a poem, as long as it's true.
Kill Xia and others. Goldfish can be free, but people are prisoners.
Nursery rhymes are dark, and the government is brightly lit. People's pots are facing the sky, and officials eat soup.
2. Modern Poetry: We can't forget the poetry recitation of the martyrs in Qingming Festival. We won't forget that today's beautiful life stems from your dedication of blood and sweat 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 is coming, and we come to the Martyrs Monument. This is a holy pure land, where the spirits of martyrs are 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. Thirteen-year-old Wang Erxiao led the enemy into an ambush for the rear organs and thousands of villagers.
His blood dyed the mountains red and 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. Couplet: Tomb-Sweeping Day Couplet: The spring breeze blows 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 many people worry about falling flowers and death.