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Beishan Martyrs Cemetery.

A back made of blood and life.

It has been forgotten by history as a cold season.

The great truth and our happiness are also there.

Alienated from reality, the rejection of the latecomer.

The cemetery is surrounded by indifference.

My flower basket is close to the textbooks of my childhood.

Here has been lost.

The oath of joining the Young Pioneers collectively thirty years ago.

Martyrs are better left without a spirit in heaven.

You're a lot less sentimental.

I have lost a lot of poetic language.

In front of the martyr's grave gently approached.

Silently watching.

I want to use the piety of lighting a pillar of incense.

Tell you: this year is not the same as before.

Before my mother came, there was a lack of handmade cloth shoes.

It's because my mother saved up for you that she didn't have enough money for two years.

Got on the wrong train to heaven.

You take a monument of desolation and profundity.

Prove to time.

The posture of a generation of fallen and standing.

You become a martyr, but you don't know what a martyr is.

It's like Junzilan doesn't know what to do with Junzi.

The moment you crawl in the blood.

You have given a heart back to Mother Earth in its entirety.

You don't know how many of these hearts there are.

Converge into a huge dissolution stream.

Only then did it erupt a splendid China.

I associate a country's birthday with you.

Is it a big fuss.

Fellow, I'm just a humble dust.

My smile and crying were nothing.

I miss it in my way.

If you could turn back 20 years.

I will use my spring wave of singing.

Sing for you, sing for my country.

In addition to providing the posthumous works of He Lao sent to him by the relatives of Comrade Wang Lingbo and Comrade He Shuheng, Comrade Xiong Jinyu also wrote two poems entitled "Reading the Poems of Revolutionary Martyrs".

One of them: The poems are copied day after day, and the tears are added after reading.

The bones are broken and the body and mind are like iron, and the pen is like a gun for hanging the people.

When you are worried, every word is sad and angry, and the most passionate stories are aroused.

The body fills the ravine, and the spirit is still in the sea and sky!

Second: The rivers and mountains are renewed, how can you forget the source of drinking water? !

The leadership must be led by our party, and only in the struggle can we defeat and strengthen the beams.

The people's heart is the same, and the martyrs' sacrifice has been fulfilled.

Rest in peace, the last chapter continues to shine with strange light.

Where did we come to have a wonderful world today? Flying down from the sky? No, this wonderful world is hard-won, and this is what our revolutionary martyrs threw away their heads, spilled their blood, and exchanged their precious lives for! Our lives today depend on them!

In memory of the *** chairman's self-created.

Great people have no choice, why bother?

Yingshi***, eternal fragrance.

Poetic: A great man is a great man, too good to have any other choice. The great man himself thinks that this is a trivial matter, and there is no need to think about it. The first generation of Wise will always be in people's hearts and will be remembered for eternity.

Theme idea: It expresses the reverence and admiration for *** and the nostalgia for ***.

What Charmingham did when he was righteous:

It doesn't matter if you cut off your head, as long as the doctrine is true;

Killed Xia Minghan, and later generations.