Poems commemorating the December 29th Movement

Tonight. Turn over seventy-five pages of history.

We should remember the bitter cold and eventful autumn.

Along the stormy red track

A cry like an iron horse.

Started sprouting next to my eardrum.

At that time, the sky had not woken up.

The land at that time was full of scars.

At that time, there was only numbness on my face.

Wandering on the brink of national subjugation and extinction

Born? Die? Is it? Fight?

My dearest brothers and sisters

With the attitude of pioneers and tragic breath

Ask the soul

From Beiping, Tianjin and Northeast China.

From a young heart

It thundered all night.

Through countless fiery chests

People who don't want to be slaves

Get up-get up-stand up

Can you see the magma surging underground?

Eternity shows a solemn oath: give me back my rivers and mountains.

In this country where the sun rises.

A pious baptism about blood and fire

Sublimate! ! !

The great god sharpened his sword.

Create a towering monument with green blood.