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A Daughter's Letter to Sisters Talking about love and happiness on paper Made of steel A city that produces steel The ruler of the city The boys in the steel city are all iron-clad Sisters are close to each other Everything can be testified by time In front of the women who are tender like water, they also have tenderness like water.
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Asian copper Haizi.
Asian Copper Asian Copper.
My grandfather died here, my father died here, and I will die here, and you're the only place to bury people.
Asian Copper Asian Copper.
It is the bird that loves to doubt and fly, and it is the sea that drowns everything.
But your master is the grass, and dwells on his own little loin.
Hold the palms and secrets of wildflowers.
Asian Copper Asian Copper.
See? Those two white doves, which are Qu Yuan's white shoes on the beach, let us -- let's put them on with the river.
Asian Copper Asian Copper.
After the drumming, we call the heart that dances in the darkness the moon, which is made up of you chiefly[1].
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"Jiaozhi Nostalgia".
Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin.
The bronze cast gold Yong Zhen Ji Gang, the sound spread overseas.
Ma Yuan has a great credit, and the iron flute has no trouble to say the ovary.
Song of Cutting Two Knives".
Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun.
I have a sword at home, and the people are ghosts and national railways. When there is no bluntness, it is used for three years. Nanzhong craftsmen use steel, and then make Pan Qu hurt his hands.
Changed to forging and cutting flying two knives, and the color Yingji Xuefeng was frosty. The two gods are thin in autumn ice, and the blade is quenched and the toad is golden. The more halberd Wu hook is not enough to boast, and the rhino cut jade should be cherished.
The Japanese test once grinded the Han water's edge, and the sound of trembling in his palm was cold. The god was frightened but retracted, and the blade was already spitting a slight smoke. The knife is like He Yeye, and the charm must hide the monster and be afraid.
If it is not for the good workmanship, he will only ask the tailor to make a box.
Red Cliff Tang Dynasty: Du Mu.
The halberd sinks into the sand and the iron is not sold, and it will be washed and recognized by the previous dynasty.
Dongfeng does not have a relationship with Zhou Lang, and Tongque Chun locks Erqiao.
Six Songs of Shangyuan Night: One of Them
Tang Dynasty: Cui Li.
The jade leaks the silver pot and does not urge, and the iron gate and gold lock are open.
Who can sit idly when they see the moon? Where do you not see the lights?
Send Li Shiyu to Anxi".
Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi.
The line is against the flying peng, and the golden whip is pointing at the iron skull. Fame is thousands of miles away, and the heart is in a cup.
Captive obstacle Yanzhi north, Qincheng Taibai east. Don't be melancholy when you leave your soul, and look at the treasure sword.
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Chapter 1 – A Hymn to Life.
It is you who cast the youth of blood and fire in the surging sea of steel, and only then will monuments rise from the ground.
It is you who work hard with those rough hands to build, and there will be an immortal Great Wall.
The roar of the steelmaking machine accompanies you every day and night, turning into a never-ending hymn to youth!
A hard hat, a simple overalls, the real infinite power contained in it, the simple and noble cry of the proletarian workers!
China's rapid and rapid development has made them known.
Their sweat! Blood! Tear! There is no white flow!
Chapter 2 - Youth without regrets.
The vicissitudes of time have taken away their youth.
What is left behind is a mark that will never be erased.
But this is for a great group of people.
And what is it?
When they saw the neighbor's children playing roller skates.
The postman in the mountains got on an electric car.
The barbershop owner uses electricity.
That's enough to make them happy.
Chapter 3 – A Harvest in Sight.
When I came to the steelmaking workshop again, the workers said happily.
This year was another bumper harvest.
Look at his mouth that couldn't even close with a smile.
I laughed, and the workshop was filled with the smell of festivity.
It's so thick, so thick...
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How bread is made.
Steel is made by the worker's uncle.
The bread was baked by the farmer's uncle.
How Uncle Worker Did It.
How did Uncle Farmer do it?
Uncle Worker is made of strength.
The farmer's uncle is also strong.
My fingers run on your **.
My breath smirks in your pupils.
It means that I just tried my best.
nor can it make you scream.
Steel is made of sweat.
Love is made of tears.
Frogs are transformed from tadpoles.
Pain is a change of hope.
Steel is made of metal.
Love is made of non-metals.
Love is hormonally induced.
Injuries are caused by stubborn love and stubborn loneliness.
My fingers run on your **.
My breath whispers in your pupils.
It means that I tried my best.
Nor can it make you laugh.
And pride, and pride.
Pride is *** criticized.
How steel is made.
That's how bread is made.
Because how steel is made.
That's how I think so deeply about you.
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A symphony of the Iron Man.
One. Together with steel.
Feel the tragedy of the symphony.
It's not bleak. Two.
The breeze came from all sides.
Blowing verses. I hear.
Notes of steel.
Inside. Reverberate.
Three. As a steel rolling worker.
Every day and. A symphony of steel.
Connected as one. There is no separation.
Five. Like a piece of grass.
Rooted in this land.
Like a cloud.
Embrace the blue sky.
Although it is barren. Six. Steel.
It's a big picture.
One in 1.3 billion.
of me. The same shoulders.
It's a burden.
Enjoy this one.
Spur and inspire. Seven.
Steel melts away sorrow.
Nine. An arm.
Woven in steel.
Be a memory forever.
Passionate. Sprinkle in steel.
Fly out of the mesmerizing melody.
They are in a symphony of steel.
The most impressive.
Think of them. These are those who have died as a result of work-related injuries.
My lines of poetry. Tears poured into it.
Eleven. On steel.
Close to the blue sky. Because of the height of steel.
On steel. Acacia memories.
Because of five thousand years of hardship.
It's a long road.
A baker's dozen. Father for steel.
Gave everything.
I took over my father's place.
From far away in the countryside.
Steel is the glory of the father.
A milestone for me.
I passed it with a solid pace.
Step into another century
Melted into a symphony of steel.
A force. A kind of majestic.
A kind of noise. A glorious ---
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Gunshots from the Nanchang uprising.
To the spark of the autumn harvest.
From the Jinggang Luoxiao Mountains.
to the peaks of Yan'an Pagoda.
The first people's army was born.
Since then, there have been soldiers of the people.
From five battles against encirclement.
to the eight-year War of Resistance Against Japan.
From the War of Liberation.
to the victory of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea.
The people's army is for the motherland and for the people.
How many great feats have been made.
How much blood was spilled on the field.
Blood put the August 1st military flag.
Dye it redder. From the icy north.
to the hot South China Sea.
The border line is shiny on the spearhead spine of spears.
Flashing with a pair of vigilant eyes.
In the distant blue sky.
You ride the eagles.
Ride the whirlwind. On the vast ocean.
You're driving.
Break the waves and ride the wind. The war years were full of artillery fire.
You're braving a hail of bullets.
Charge into battle. One fell to Hu Jiqiao.
One has to launch a charge.
You use your flesh and blood.
Build an immortal Great Wall.
Peacebuilding period.
You are the vanguard of construction.
Flood fighting and rescue. You are fighting on the front lines.
Walk to **. It's a sturdy one'Dam.
Don't be afraid of the storm and the wind.
Fight against SARS
You're the vanguard again.
Save lives. How many lives have been saved.
Most dangerous.
It's your position.
**The hardest.
There you are.
What you have done is great.
It will be sung through the ages.
With a strong people's army.
Our nation.
There will be no more bullying.
With the escort of the people's army.
Our great Motherland.
will be more powerful.
More prosperous. You are the guardians of the people.
You are the great wall of steel of the motherland.
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