Poetry about the educated youth comrades who went to the countryside

1. Poems describing the hardships of educated youth

1. "My Years of Educated Youth"

Author: Sowing in Spring and Harvesting in Autumn

Where The lofty mountains and ridges with many peaks and ridges, and the winding mountain roads have affected many of my dreams.

Looking at the scattered villages among the thousands of peaks and valleys,

The distance between ideal and reality is infinitely lengthened in time and space.

Under a kerosene lamp that flickered on and off,

my childish face was reflected.

When I was young, I didn’t understand the hardships of life, nor did I understand the complexity and variety of society and things.

The biting cold wind in the mountains of northern Sichuan,

blew past my mountain hut.

Blowing the fluttering yellow leaves scattered in the forest,

It also blew away the pursuit and yearning in my heart.

Why is the road of life always getting longer and longer?

The confused mood is so hesitant and hesitant.

Faced with all the confusion,

A hoe was placed on my thin shoulders.

Eat sweet potatoes and green vegetables for three meals a day.

Every meal consists of bowls of crystal clear corn porridge soup.

No matter how hard it is to tighten your belt, you have to get through the hard days.

There is also the hungry spring famine in March.

Farming and weeding every day,

Spending time in heavy labor.

The sunrise and sunset accompany me through the winding mountain road where I go to work,

The waxing and waning moon follows me up the high mountain ridge where I finish work.

2. "Educated Youth"

Author: Ordinary Man

Going to the mountains and countryside is very heroic, and going to the countryside is not leisurely.

Walking out of the school gate and into the fields, you have to shoulder the burden of the storm.

Listening to the crow of cocks in the morning and carrying a hoe, and dreaming sweetly with the sound of frogs at night.

Revisiting the road of educated youth, this period of history is deeply remembered.

3. "The Years of Educated Youth"

Author: The Eagle of the West

The Passionate Years

We have our youth and our Dreams

Leaving home and staying away from loved ones

There is loss, hesitation, tears and pain

There are even dark clouds over the city and the sky collapses

There is growth, thinking, gain and pride

We have been with the farmers who nurtured the Chinese revolution

We have been in the same boat through thick and thin and changed the world

We were once farmers and ordinary laborers

The black soil tells us the hardships of life and the hard work of starting a business

The simple folks are like our relatives

To us Know the pain, know the heat, care like a parent

People say let the past pass

But the best years of our lives

belong to the burning passion The Educated Youth Years

Belongs to the haunted black land

4. "Educated Youth Life"

Author: Yun Bing

At some point, the train Traveling westward and eastward

Fires in the fields burn the turf

Educated youths carry hoes into the mountains, digging heroic slogans on the top of the mountains

At another moment, a song floats over

The flavor of Qinhuai River, the meditation of Qinhuai River

The faint blue washed by Qinhuai water, the shadow of romance and confusion

Moment by moment, each other is with each other. The vast world

The calves are wallowing in the cold paddy fields, the magpies are suffering from homesickness

The eagles are patrolling the sky, the ants are carrying food and moving, the wind has gone and comes again

Staying , the scholar's broken umbrella

Gradually leaking, the notes of the raindrops

Penetrating through the clothes, crawling in the soft underbelly

Just like that day the scholar was mistakenly located in the Qinhuai River

Morning dew lingers on the mast

5. "We Are Educated Youth"

Author: Cai Guanfu

Boiling blood, follow the fiery Call

Flow to the north and south of the river, rush to the vast world

The beautiful longings rush warmly in the heart

Every piece of virgin land is watered with hard work

The flames of youth are burning everywhere

The heart is beating vigorously everywhere

The sun, moon and stars are carried on the shoulders, and the spring, summer, autumn and winter are stepped into the soil

Although, We were once in pain in confusion

Although we were silent in hesitation

Hardships strengthened our muscles and bones

Torture and torment strengthened our will

The river dug by the educated youth flows with the blood of the mother

The Great Wall built by the educated youth has become the solid cornerstone of the Republic of China

The wrinkles have climbed up On the forehead, the white hair has carved the mark of time

In the declining heart, there is still blood surging

The generation soaked in bitter water has a strong driving force

No matter the hardships, no matter the hardships

Never forget the original intention and forge ahead 2. Poems commemorating the educated youth’s journey to the mountains and countryside

Review of the history of the educated youth’s journey to the mountains and countryside Author: Xu Bin

Hi! Boy, don't just call me "Grandpa",

I also have a name called "Educated Youth".

When we were about the same age as you,

we left school and said goodbye to our hometown.

Go to the countryside, join the army, cultivate the desert, and guard the frontier!

"Run to the most difficult place in the motherland!"

However, once reality and ideals collided,

We discovered that the road under our feet is so difficult. Long.

The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the sun and rain are drenching the fields;

In the rice fields, on the slopes, clothes are wet with sweat;

Wowotou, corn Damn, I'm so hungry before sunset;

The oil lamp is dark, the bed is cold, and I call my parents in my dreams many times.

In the years of educated youth, some people were awakened, some were confused,

some were lost, some escaped, and some were strong.

More people wait year after year in helplessness,

Waiting for flowers to bloom, waiting for hope!

This is our youth back then.

Hi! Girl, don't just call me "grandma".

I also have another name called "educated youth".

When you were about the same age,

we would go to the fields to plant rice and sorghum,

cut wheat, pick fruits, and be busy harvesting crops!

My face is tanned; my hands are cut;

I am tired and hungry, why doesn’t the sun go down?

Xiao Wang has lost weight, Xiao Li is sick, Xiao Zhang is crying, I miss my mother!

The nights are always so long.

How are the roses in the city blooming?

What colorful clothes are popular on the street?

Where is the "him" at the same table now?

When can you, the wild geese flying south, take me back to my hometown?

At dawn, I woke up from my dream, and the tears on my face were still flowing.

That is, our real girlhood,

Too many memories are fixed on the appearance of that year.

I also have a name called "Educated Youth".

After ten years of training and ten years of desire,

I finally returned to the classroom.

Farewell to my comrades and goodbye to my fellow countrymen,

I am full of new hope to embrace the ocean of knowledge.

On campus, in class, under the lights, I am busy reading.

I bear the heavy responsibility of changing my destiny,

I will work hard to make up for the lost time!

Bumpy experiences are our motivation for learning.

Exploring the truth is our unchanging ideal.

We cherish this hard-won learning opportunity so much,

That’s because we know that,

Our luck comes from millions of educated youths dream!

Hey! Friends, don't ask me "What's your surname?"

Just like you,

I have a different name called "Educated Youth."

No matter you go to the end of the world or the end of the world,

No matter your experience is glory or sadness,

As long as you say this "name",

Our hearts will be close to each other immediately;

As long as you tell the story of your past,

Our pulses will run parallel on the same track !

Although we are no longer young,

The white hair on our heads has quietly climbed into our buns,

But our hearts are still It's so hot,

Our emotions are still so passionate,

That's because there are too many different accumulations,

Coursing through our ageless veins! ! !

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Please remember our *** names,

replace the word "educated youth",

forever - Engraved in your and my heart!

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3. Poems written by educated youth in the countryside

Hi! Boy, don't just call me "Grandpa",

I also have a name called "Educated Youth".

When we were about the same age as you,

we left school and said goodbye to our hometown.

Go to the countryside, join the army, cultivate the desert, and guard the frontier!

"Run to the most difficult place in the motherland!"

However, once reality and ideals collided,

We discovered that the road under our feet is so complicated. of long.

The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the sun and rain are drenching the fields;

In the rice fields, on the slopes, clothes are wet with sweat;

Wowotou, corn Damn, I'm so hungry before sunset;

The oil lamp is dark, the bed is cold, and I call my parents in my dreams many times.

In the years of educated youth, some people were awakened, some were confused,

some were lost, some escaped, and some were strong.

More people wait year after year in helplessness,

Waiting for flowers to bloom, waiting for hope!

This is our youth back then.

Hi! Girl, don't just call me "grandma".

I also have another name called "educated youth".

When you were about the same age,

we would go to the fields to plant rice and sorghum,

cut wheat, pick fruits, and be busy harvesting crops!

My face is tanned; my hands are cut;

I am tired and hungry, why doesn’t the sun go down?

Xiao Wang has lost weight, Xiao Li is sick, Xiao Zhang is crying, I miss my mother!

The nights are always so long.

How are the roses in the city blooming?

What colorful clothes are popular on the street?

Where is the "him" at the same table now?

When can you, the wild geese flying south, take me back to my hometown?

At dawn, I woke up from my dream, and the tears on my face were still flowing.

That is, our real girlhood,

Too many memories are fixed on the appearance of that year.

I also have a name called "Educated Youth".

After ten years of training and ten years of desire,

I finally returned to the classroom.

Farewell to my comrades and goodbye to my fellow countrymen,

I am full of new hope to embrace the ocean of knowledge.

On campus, in class, under the lights, I am busy reading.

I bear the heavy responsibility of changing my destiny,

I will work hard to make up for the lost time!

Bumpy experiences are our motivation for learning.

Exploring the truth is our unchanging ideal.

We cherish this hard-won learning opportunity so much,

That’s because we know that,

Our luck comes from millions of educated youths dream!

Hey! Friends, don't ask me "What's your surname?"

Just like you,

I have a different name called "Educated Youth."

No matter you go to the end of the world or the end of the world,

No matter your experience is glory or sadness,

As long as you say this "name",

Our hearts will be close to each other immediately;

As long as you tell the story of your past,

Our pulses will run parallel on the same track !

Although we are no longer young,

The white hair on our heads has quietly climbed into our buns,

But our hearts are still It's so hot,

Our emotions are still so passionate,

That's because there are too many different accumulations,

It flows in our immortal veins! ! !

Ah, friend, my dear educated youth friend,

No matter you are at the end of the world in your motherland,

or you have drifted to a distant foreign land,

Please accept my blessing to you,

I say to you: Cherish it!

Cherish your family,

Cherish your health,

Cherish what we have now,

Cherish our time in the future. !

Keep the memories of unforgettable years,

Think about the past of passionate youth.

Please remember the names of our comrades,

and engrave the word "educated youth" in our hearts forever! 4. Poems about educated youth

"That Day"

Written on September 9, 1969

That day,

I just passed 15 and a half years old.

When setting off,

hang the bright red Chairman Mao badge

solemnly on his chest.

The high-spirited soldiers of the Corps,

took to the forefront of the anti-revisionist movement.

That day,

I was afraid that my mother would be sad,

and I didn’t let her take me to the station.

Her smile is still beautiful and calm,

Perseverance and strength are injected into my heart.

That day,

my father also failed to send me off.

I was criticized in the village where he was transferred.

But his words echoed in my heart:

"Remember, you are the son of a Communist Party member,

A young man in the revolutionary ranks. "

That day,

only the younger sister was the happiest,

chasing the drum and bugle corps around the playground.

Maybe she was thinking:

Learn a beautiful dance move,

and show it to her brother at night.

That day,

The clouds were high, the wind was cool, and the sky was blue.

The bus slowly drove into the special train platform,

The red flags were flying, and the gongs and drums were noisy.

The car windows were filled with arms saying goodbye,

Goodbyes were said over and over again.

The time has come, the whistle blows and the wheels slow down.

Suddenly, there was a loud cry,

The earth shook and the sky shook!

Those were the cries of thousands of people,

No!

That is the voice of hundreds of millions of Chinese people.

It makes the mountains and rivers move.

It makes the sun and the moon dim.

…

That day,

I didn’t cry.

I still can’t explain why.

It shouldn’t be

“A man doesn’t shed tears easily.”

That day,

The night was long.

Outside the car window,

the vast northeastern wilderness is paddling;

In the car,

a group of young people are sleeping soundly.

Tears,

are still hanging on the girl’s apple-like face;

In the boy’s dream,

longing for and A fierce battle between enemy tanks.

No one knows,

Their youth will be wasted in the desert wasteland;

No one knows,

Their lives will be Destined to be accompanied by ups and downs.

They are

an unprecedented and unprecedented generation of "educated youth";

They will write

a magnificent and poignant history.

Oh.

That day,

was the starting point of my life;

That day,

will always be engraved in my heart. 5. Poems written by educated youth in the countryside

Hi! Boy, don't just call me "Grandpa",

I also have a name called "Educated Youth".

When we were about the same age as you,

we left school and said goodbye to our hometown.

Go to the countryside, join the army, cultivate the desert, and guard the frontier!

"Run to the most difficult place in the motherland!"

However, once reality and ideals collided,

We discovered that the road under our feet is so complicated. of long.

The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the sun and rain are drenching the fields;

In the rice fields, on the slopes, clothes are wet with sweat;

Wowotou, corn Damn, I'm so hungry before sunset;

The oil lamp is dark, the bed is cold, and I call my parents in my dreams many times.

In the years of educated youth, some people were awakened, some were confused,

some were lost, some escaped, and some were strong.

More people wait year after year in helplessness,

Waiting for flowers to bloom, waiting for hope!

This is our youth back then.

Hi! Girl, don't just call me "grandma".

I also have another name called "educated youth".

When you were about the same age,

we would go to the fields to plant rice and sorghum,

cut wheat, pick fruits, and be busy harvesting crops!

My face is tanned; my hands are cut;

I am tired and hungry, why doesn’t the sun go down?

Xiao Wang has lost weight, Xiao Li is sick, Xiao Zhang is crying, I miss my mother!

The nights are always so long.

How are the roses in the city blooming?

What colorful clothes are popular on the street?

Where is the "him" at the same table now?

When can you, the wild geese flying south, take me back to my hometown?

At dawn, I woke up from my dream, and the tears on my face were still flowing.

That is, our real girlhood,

Too many memories are fixed on the appearance of that year.

I also have a name called "Educated Youth".

After ten years of training and ten years of desire,

I finally returned to the classroom.

Farewell to my comrades and goodbye to my fellow countrymen,

I am full of new hope to embrace the ocean of knowledge.

On campus, in class, under the lights, I am busy reading.

I bear the heavy responsibility of changing my destiny,

I will work hard to make up for the lost time!

Bumpy experiences are our motivation for learning.

Exploring the truth is our unchanging ideal.

We cherish this hard-won learning opportunity so much,

That’s because we know that,

Our luck comes from millions of educated youths dream!

Hey! Friends, don't ask me "What's your surname?"

Just like you,

I have a different name called "Educated Youth."

No matter you go to the end of the world or the end of the world,

No matter your experience is glory or sadness,

As long as you say this "name",

Our hearts will be close to each other immediately;

As long as you tell the story of your past,

Our pulses will run parallel on the same track !

Although we are no longer young,

The white hair on our heads has quietly climbed into our buns,

But our hearts are still It's so hot,

Our emotions are still so passionate,

That's because there are too many different accumulations,

It flows in our immortal veins! ! !

Ah, friend, my dear educated youth friend,

No matter you are at the end of the world in your motherland,

or you have drifted to a distant foreign land,

Please accept my blessing to you,

I say to you: Cherish it!

Cherish your family,

Cherish your health,

Cherish what we have now,

Cherish our time in the future. !

Keep the memories of unforgettable years,

Think about the past of passionate youth.

Please remember the names of our comrades,

and engrave the word "educated youth" in our hearts forever! 6. Sentences praising the educated youth

1. Whenever I hear the song "Azalea", I can't help but recall the rough experience of going to the mountains and countryside. Those years make me linger and dream about it.

2. It was a winter in the early 1970s. We were riding a train across the vast northeastern land to receive re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants. That day, there were white snowflakes floating in the sky, covered in silver, graceful, beautiful and spectacular. The quiet earth bathes in the nectar given to it by God.

There are still five or six miles away from the village, and the song "Yingshanhong" can be heard playing the song "Yingshanhong" from a large loudspeaker in the distance. The singing is loud, sweet, and thought-provoking.

3. We arrived at the residence and saw a simple and dilapidated house with drafts on all sides and a desolate surrounding. A strong wind blew in the dark night, making the big trees and weeds outside make a "whirring" sound. Occasionally, the howling of wolves was heard in the distance.

Through labor training, I have initially mastered basic farm work, and I am active and willing to work. In addition to doing farm work, we set up night schools and libraries, and made our own basketball stands and table tennis cases. Later, we established a literary and artistic propaganda team, which enriched cultural life.

4. Because of my outstanding performance, the cadres of the commune brigade talked to me and asked me to serve as the production captain of the backward production team. I happily agreed without saying a word, but I didn't expect that I paid a heavy price in those catastrophic years.

At the all-member meeting, when it was announced that I would serve as the production team leader, all the 100 members present stood up with a roar, waved their fists and shouted: "We poor and lower-middle peasants do not welcome you. , Get out!” Such a huge formation at that time frightened us, especially the young women, who were so frightened that they cried and the meeting broke up.

5. Tolerance is great, and to be strong is to be without desire. We faced everything with a fearless attitude, and through heart-to-heart talks we allowed the wavering young people to stay, resumed production, renovated the houses, and formulated rules and regulations. Coercive measures were implemented against individual people who sabotaged production, which brought about qualitative changes in the production and life of the production team.

The first year we had a great harvest. On this basis, we built two large carriages in one go, established a construction team, and started a new business. Seeing these results, I was filled with emotion and breathed a long sigh of relief. Looking up into the distance, we saw that the land was still so wide, the sky was still so blue, and the mountain peaks were still so majestic and beautiful. We were victorious.

6. Decades have passed, and when I came to this land again, the old appearance had changed to a new one, but the fragrance of this land has not changed, the nostalgia has not changed, and the local accent has not changed. Still so clear and simple. I seemed to see the scene of fighting against heaven and earth again, and seemed to hear the old song "Azalea" again.