What are the poems or famous sayings about the Red Revolution?

Poetry about inheriting red 1. Ancient poems to carry forward the revolutionary spirit

Guo Yangnan Song Wen Tianxiang

Once the hard work comes, there are few stars around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.

The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.

I don't know each other, Ming Xia Wanchun

Three years after the anti-Qing Dynasty, the soldiers were defeated and imprisoned.

With endless tears, who says the world is wide?

I already know the way to other springs, and I am really worried about saying goodbye to my hometown.

On the day when the ghost male soul is waiting for its return, the surface of the spiritual body wants to see its homeland.

That is Simon Xia Wanchun.

What is the ultimate feeling of restoring Chu? The death of Qin is not peaceful.

The majestic wind is clear and the sunset is bright.

I will pay for my country, and I will die!

Hu Jia hated it for a long time and came to the city in a month.

Wang Chuntang Du Fu

Chang' an fell, the country was ruined, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, but the sparsely populated Chang 'an is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisted with melancholy, scratching your head and thinking, the more you scratch the whiter your hair, it is almost impossible to insert a hairpin.

Remember the glorious history

1, "Shuidiao Song Heading on Jinggangshan" by Mao Zedong.

For a long time, Chu was frivolous and returned to Jinggangshan. Looking for the old place thousands of miles away, the old look has changed. There are songs and dances everywhere, and there are many gurgling waters, and high roads enter the clouds. After Huang Yangjie, you don't need to think about danger.

It is human nature that the wind and thunder move and the standard moves. 38 years later, in a flash. You can stay on the moon for nine days, you can catch turtles in five oceans, you can laugh and sing. Nothing in the world is difficult for one who sets his mind to it.

2, "Emei Mountain Pass in Qin Yi" Author: Mao Zedong

The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon. On the frosty morning, the horseshoe was broken and the horn was swallowed. Xiongguan road is as iron as iron, but now it is still one step away from the beginning. From the beginning, Cangshan was like the sea and the sunset was like blood.

3, "Jinggangshan of Xijiang Moon" Author: Mao Zedong

Under the autumn mountain, flags are in sight, and gongs and drums are playing on the hills. The enemy surrounded thousands of people, so I stood still. The already strict barriers are more United. Guns were blaring in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy was fleeing at night.

3. Red classic poems

Red classic poem: 1, "Qingpingle Liupanshan" The sky in Mao Zedong is high and the clouds are light, and you can see the geese in the south.

If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero, but you will fight for 20,000. On the top of Liupan Mountain, the red flag flutters in the west wind.

Holding a long tassel today, when is black dragon? 2, "Seven Laws Long March" Mao Zedong Red Army is not afraid of expedition, and Qian Shan is just idle.

Wuling mountain range is choppy, and Wumeng walks in the mud ball. Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold in the iron bars.

It's nice to see the snow-covered Minshan Mountains stretching for miles, and our warriors who crossed it showed a bright smile. 3. "Xijiang Moon Jinggang Mountain" Mao Zedong Mountain is in sight with banners and drums.

The enemy surrounded thousands of people, so I stood still. The already strict barriers are more United.

Guns were blaring in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy was fleeing at night.

4. Red classic poems

Lv Qi Long March 1

Mao Zedong

The Red Army is not afraid of expedition, and Qianshan is just idle.

Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills.

Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, while Dadu Bridge is cold in the horizontal iron rope.

It's nice to see the snow-covered Minshan Mountains stretching for miles, and our warriors who crossed it showed a bright smile.

Translation:

The Red Army is not afraid of all difficulties and hardships on the Long March, and regards Qian Shan's boundless waters as normal.

In the eyes of the red army, the continuous five mountains are just the ups and downs of microwave waves, and the majestic Wumeng Mountain is just a mud pill.

Jinsha River is full of turbid waves, flapping against towering cliffs and steaming. The cross frame of the dangerous bridge on the Dadu River is shaking the iron rope hanging high in the air, and a chill is coming.

What is more gratifying is that when we set foot on the snowy Minshan Mountain in Wan Li, everyone was smiling after the Red Army crossed Minshan Mountain.

2. Qinyuan Chun Xue

Modern: Mao Zedong

Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; It snows in Wan Li.

Behold! Within and without the Great Wall, the boundless land is clad in white. And up and down the Yellow River, all the endless waves are lost to sight.

The mountains are dancing like silver snakes, and the highlands are advancing like waxy elephants, all of which try to match the sky in height.

When the weather is fine, what a charming sight it is to watch the market basking in the shining sunshine!

This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.

Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang and Han Wudi were slightly inferior in literary talent; The number of civil servants in Emperor Taizong of Song Taizu is slightly less.

Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.

These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, and look at today's people.

Translation:

The scenery in the north is frozen for thousands of miles, and snowflakes are floating in Wan Li. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only a vast expanse of whiteness remains; The Yellow River, which is wide up and down, suddenly lost its surging water potential.

The mountains are like flying silver pythons, and the hills on the plateau are like many running white elephants. They all want to compare with God. When the weather is clear, it is especially beautiful to see the red sunshine and the white snow and ice complement each other.

Jiangshan is so charming that countless heroes compete for Jiangshan. Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang and Han Wudi were slightly inferior in literary talent; Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu, a little less than sandwiches. Genghis Khan, the hero of my life, can only shoot an eagle with a bow. These roles are all over. Counting the heroes who can make contributions depends on the present.

3, a cut plum, a red lotus root, fragrant residual jade full of autumn.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Red lotus root fragrant jade stays in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the goose returned, the moon was full in the West Building.

Flowers drift and water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown, but remember.

Translation:

The lotus flower is exhausted, the fragrance has disappeared, and the bamboo mat is as cold as jade, revealing a deep autumn coolness. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? It's time for the geese to line up and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking, and it is full of this lonely pavilion in the west.

Flowers, wandering alone, water, drifting alone, a kind of parting acacia, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this kind of lovesickness, this kind of sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brows and is faintly entangled in my heart.

4. Meet with Hua and thank Chun Hong.

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain in the morning, windy at night.

Cochineal tears, when to be drunk, when to be heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

Translation:

The safflower in the forest has withered, and the flowers are blooming and falling. I'm really in a hurry to leave Also very helpless. How can flowers endure the cold and rain day and night?

Red flowers falling everywhere are wet by rain, like rouge on the cheeks of a tearful beauty. Flowers and people who love flowers are congenial. When can we meet again? There are always too many resentful things in life, just like the river that died in the east, which will never stop and never end.

5. Hongmei

Song: Wang

Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.

It is still snow and frost, but it is not very red.

Translation:

Peach and plum, don't be jealous of me. Hongmei and Taoli have different flowers.

Hongmei experienced a snowstorm, and there were traces of snow on her body. It still doesn't admit that its color is red.

5. Red Poetry

Hongdu Wang Wei

Red bean shrubs grow in the south, and they will grow many branches in spring.

People who want to miss it will collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

Gong Ci Bai Juyi

Tears are exhausted, and dreams are not round. Before midnight, the temple sang.

The beauty is not old, and has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on the clothes warmer until dawn.

Qiuyue Hao Cheng

The Qingxi River crosses Bishantou, and the empty water is fresh in autumn.

Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long.

Huang Xieqing, a poet with long bamboo branches.

Silkworm eggs must be taught to find four senses, and mulberries must buy fresh branches.

Silkworms sleep in mulberry red boudoir, and the night light is round.

On the eve of the government exam, I gave the secretary Zhang Zhu Qingyu.

Last night, the candles in the bridal chamber were lit all night, waiting for dawn to worship the parents-in-law.

While making up, I whispered to my husband, is thrush fashionable or not?

Yi Hai's Miscellaneous Poems Gong Zizhen

The vast sadness of parting extends to the west of the sunset, away from Beijing, riding a horse and whipping to the east, feeling that people are on earth.

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

Song refuses to accept Yin Shi.

Tourist Du Lingbei sees off guests in Hanchuan East.

No matter where you go or live, you are a floating tent.

Autumn temples are frosty and white, and the face is red with wine.

Don't miss home, singing birds and the wind at night.

6. Poetry related to red

1, Song Li Gou's sad autumn night.

When I am old, I am anxious and busy, and it hurts more when it is cold.

There are a few red leaves on the yellow leaves, and the dawn will turn into the sunset.

Spring water should come from the sea, and Komatsu is forbidden to frost.

Whether the immortal leaves the pot depends on how long the years are.

2. Liu Tang also wrote Begonia Flower.

The faint red color is not deep, and reluctance seems to be a desire for love. The smoke is very light,

Paris Nagato stopped her tears. The embroidered curtain on the lower side is easy to fold, but the hidden butterfly is hard to find.

More affection at night, fragrance under the moon accompanied by drunkenness.

3, Wei, "Bodhisattva Man, Falling Flowers, Shaoyin"

Falling flowers have little shade, and green plums compete for twigs. Red rain and smoke, pedestrians cross the river.

Good flowers have passed, and grass is everywhere. The setting sun woke up drunk and asked, Spring is not so cold.

4. Wang Song Shi Peng's Red Plum.

Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.

It is still snow and frost, but it is not very red.

5. Song Yan Shu's "Treading Shadows, Tracks are Red and Fine"

The path is red and sparse, and the fragrance is green. The trees on the high platform are overcast. Spring breeze has not lifted the ban, it is vague and chaotic.

The emerald leaves hide the warbler, and the bamboo curtain separates the swallow. The incense of the stove is still spinning. When a sad dream woke up, the setting sun shone deeply on the courtyard.

Wang's Red Plum

This poem describes the unique posture and personality of Hongmei. The poet persuaded "peaches and plums don't envy each other" in the tone of red plum, which means that peaches and plums don't envy my red plum. What are peaches and plums jealous of Hongmei? The poet went on to say that "talents are different", which is the answer to the previous sentence, and persuaded Taoli not to be jealous, because the flowering patterns of Hongmei and Taoli are different. "There is still snow and frost, but I don't want to be very red." The previous sentence uses the word "Jude" to write the present situation of Hongmei after her experience in first frost, thus pointing out the humble quality of Hongmei. Because from the beginning of winter, Hongmei still has traces of fighting with frost and snow, so although it is a Hongmei, it refuses to be "very red".

7. What are the poems about red?

Tangyuan Town, South Tao Jia 1

Nanjia peach tree is dark red, so you can't see it in the sun.

Small trees are easily blown down by strong winds, and the wind filled the whole wall overnight.

When you leave people, you can't go to never say goodbye, and now you sigh.

I will wait until the flowers are full of branches next year, and I will remember them in the air every year.

2, "Hugh Wash Red" Tang Lihe

Don't wash the red one, it's redder and lighter.

See you at Yinqiao yesterday.

Hou Feng came back early, so don't worry about it.

3, "Xie Ji" Tang Qiji

Don't smell the bait in the future, you will be surprised when you meet.

The skin is red, and the moustache is black and bright.

Who crossed the fairy cave, the pine house was tempered.

Chang Meng is always far away, but he also feels that his bones are very light.

4. Song Chenzao wrote "Eight Poems for Cui Shou in Yingzhou"

Zhuhai is a prosperous city in Asia, but Mochow's charm is not unique.

The small garden is still crimson. It once humiliated me and put wine on my head.

5. Song Yang Wanli's "Two Kinds of Peony on Yongji West Road, Fan Head"

After watching Hui Supu and the Garden, Peony didn't see any fans.

Spring radish is lightly dyed with vinegar red, and the king's board is wrinkled into a skirt.

I can't help myself when I'm drunk, but I'm still full of fragrance.

The old man has a soft spot for planting flowers, and the guests are stunned.

8. Ancient poems about red

1, "Red Peony" Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty

The green leaves of red peony unfold quietly, and the color of red peony is fresh and deep.

In the face of withering, peony's sadness is breaking. Can you understand peony's thoughts when spring lights up?

The green leaves of red peony are spreading quietly, and the color of red peony is rare and deep. In the face of withering, peony is heartbroken. Do you know what peony thinks?

2, "Hongmei" Wang Song Shi Peng.

Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.

It is still snow and frost, but it is not very red.

Peach and plum, don't be jealous of me. Hongmei and Taoli have different flowers. Hongmei experienced a snowstorm, and there were traces of snow on her body. It still doesn't admit that its color is red.

3, "Partridge Sky A Little Redness to the End" Zhou Zizhi in Song Dynasty.

When a little residual red is about to run out. The screen is full of cool autumn air.

It rained on the leaves of the plane in the middle of the night, and the sound of the leaves was parting.

I'm alone with a residual lamp. It almost burned out. The weather is getting colder and colder. The autumn air is full of curtains and screens, and the rain drops on the buttonwood in the middle of the night. Every leaf and sound is a sad sound of parting.

4, "Partridge Sky, Title Broken Fragrant Notes, Little Red" Song Yan

The title breaks the fragrance, and the poem meets the old.

Snow hangs on the wine surface in the west building, and the spring shirt in Nanyuan is cool.

The fragrant red paper is full of poems, most of which are given to an old lover. I only remember that when the West Building advised her to drink, she hung down like snow, and when the South Garden was singing and dancing, her spring shirt fluttered with the wind.

5, "Fisherman, but the nylon rod falls red" Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty.

Autumn wind is not as good as autumn wind to cut hibiscus.

At sunset, the fisherman put away his fishing rod and prepared to go home. Even the autumn wind is gentle and refuses to let the lotus wither. On the foggy water, fishermen listened to the melody of piccolo leisurely, and were blown into the depths of reed flowers by autumn wind to swing.

9. Short sentences that inherit the red spirit

We should be kind to others, work with a halo, work with dignity, be energetic in communication, be welcomed in business, be domineering in decision-making, have an atmosphere in the team and be heroic in employing people.

Singing is flying, and youth is imagining. Fly your dreams and surpass yourself.

Honesty comes from faith; Honesty comes from spirit.

Keep in mind the lofty mission and strive to be a model of firm ideals and beliefs; Master excellent skills and strive to be an example of enterprise management; Actively participate in practice and strive to be a model of innovation and entrepreneurship.

Optimism wins new hopes, pessimism loses good times. Work hard and treat others sincerely.

The value of life can only be reflected by our own actions, and we must never illuminate ourselves with the light of the sun like the moon.

People are always reluctant to stand on the opposite side of the public, but prefer to get along with the public.

Struggle with confidence, practice with knowledge: struggle with perseverance, struggle with endurance: innovate in challenges, reap fruits in actions, break through others and surpass yourself; Carry forward the well wind and make China brilliant.

Face the past with the least regret and the present with the least waste.

Jade can be broken without changing its whiteness, and bamboo can be burned without destroying its knots.