Poems of Young Pioneers (short stories)

I raised my right hand under the team flag, and the name of the Young Pioneers was deeply imprinted in my heart. "People's interests are above everything else", and the red scarf is my bosom friend. I swore under the regiment: "Always be ready!" Towards the big goal of the future, the ear of gear wheat grows with me. I look up at the sickle and axe under the banner of the party. How much do I have to say to my mother? I finally realized my wish for many years, and being a son of one side is my lifelong pursuit. We are the successors of the proletariat. We are communist successors who inherit the glorious tradition of our revolutionary ancestors. Inherit the glorious tradition that revolutionary ancestors loved the motherland. Love the people, love the motherland, love the people, and bright red scarves are flying on our chests. We are beautiful, and red fear floats on our chest. Not afraid of difficulties, not afraid of enemies, not afraid of our enemies, study tenaciously. Learn, fight resolutely, fight decisively, bravely March to victory, bravely March to victory, bravely March to victory, and bravely March to victory. We are the successors of * * * production. Under the banner of "we are the victory of communism", I hold my right hand high, and the names of the young pioneers are deeply imprinted in my heart. "People's interests are above everything else", and the red scarf is my bosom friend. I swore under the regiment: "Always be ready!" Towards the big goal of the future, the ear of gear wheat grows with me. I look up at the sickle and axe under the banner of the party. How much do I have to say to my mother? I finally realized my wish for many years, and being a son of one side is my lifelong pursuit.

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