Poetry about 129 Movement

1. Poems about the December 29th Movement 1, Seven Laws of the December 29th Movement Author: Wang tried his best to fight for the army.

His humble and barren writing style and the customs of the Qin Dynasty defiled Wu's soul. Scholars hold the sun and the moon with knives, while scholars have bones to bear Kunlun.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, the four seas wielded swords, unifying the dry Kun and breaking the night. 2. Seven Laws of the December 29th Movement Author: Wang Bo's book Crazy Blood and Wrath, apart from killing and humiliation, Xinjiang and Sichuan have the same territory.

Pentium winds and floods, roaring waves, roaring thunder and lightning to break the landslide. A thousand articles Mo Hansheng Hua Lian, Wan Li hoof cloud roll sword.

Spark straight into the blue bones and muscles, Ma Hualong drunk in the spring and autumn. The 129 Movement of Expanding Information is also called the 129 Anti-Japanese National Salvation Movement.

On February 9th, 1935, 1935, thousands of students from colleges and universities in Beiping (Beijing) held anti-Japanese and national salvation marches, opposing the autonomy of North China and Japanese imperialism, demanding the maintenance of China's territorial integrity, which set off a new upsurge of national anti-Japanese and national salvation. 12 12, students in Beiping held the fifth demonstration and shouted slogans such as "helping Suiyuan to resist the Japanese war" and "uniting all parties".

This is a large-scale student patriotic movement led by China * * * Production Party. The event outcome meeting passed eight resolutions, such as opposing the Jicha Government Affairs Committee, opposing any pseudo-organization in North China, demanding to stop the civil war, uniting with the outside world, recovering the lost land in Northeast China, and striving for anti-Japanese patriotic freedom.

The anti-Japanese and national salvation demonstrations of Peiping students dealt a heavy blow to the traitorous activities of the Kuomintang government and forced the establishment of the Jicha government committee to be postponed. The December 29th Movement won the support and response of the people of the whole country.

The December 29th Movement widely publicized the anti-Japanese proposition that China's * * * production party and Kuomintang should stop the civil war and unite with foreign countries, which set off a new upsurge of the national anti-Japanese national salvation movement. Baidu Encyclopedia-December 9th Movement.

2. Poetry about 129 Movement: Reflection on 129

Like volcanic eruptions.

They once shook the earth.

Raise your arms and shout.

Still like the midnight mountain breeze

Roll up the dreams of future generations

changing

Burning passion

Vote for darkness and silence

A glimmer of starlight

There is still a lot of noise.

have no choice but to

Falling flowers in the sunset.

I seem to have seen it before.

Yan Fei came back from the south.

Ancient and modern reincarnation

There are only a few more pages in the history book.

When gold coins run over morality

Desire shattered the sacredness.

Some people are eager to rebuild this situation.

The ideal of chivalrous man

With the belief of copying.

Naively running and shouting

attract

It's a lament.

Anyone/anyone

Can't rely on imitation

very good

Anything great

Will be blind.

And distortion.

In a fast-flowing river

Only rational sails.

Can sail.

Blue lantern, scroll

Read all the historical changes

Bitter tea, red ink

Write an article about the world.

This has not changed for thousands of years.

Legend of Monument —— Commemorating the December 29th Movement

Tonight. Turn the page 67 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.

3. What poems are there to commemorate the 129 Movement? 1. Nian Nujiao (in commemoration of 129 Movement).

The mountains and rivers are meandering, and the waves wash Wan Lifeng.

Every time the twilight drum takes off and lands, the book is written by the Qing Dynasty.

Looking at tall buildings from a distance, the three rivers are surging and the four seas are boundless.

The mountains and rivers are infinite, slightly majestic and earth.

Looking back on 1935, there were thousands of warriors in the frost forest.

Hundreds of millions of voices are thundering, and the ice is broken in the wind.

With a flick of my finger, it became a dream and gave me a leisurely spring day.

Slightly sing the ancient times, giving the breeze luxury.

2. "that day"

-Commemorating the 66th anniversary of the December 29th Movement.

Wind of history

Blow over 66 pages of calendar

That cold day

Start a life.

Deduct it in my eyes

Snowflakes are no longer white.

That cold winter

There is only one kind

Jin Ge's cry is like an iron horse.

Deprived this ancient country

Thick coat

Show one's scarred body

a drop of blood

Splash on my forehead

Burn one

A deep imprint

Time is like the north wind.

roared past

That day has passed.

But the shoulders of reality.

Can you stand it?

Those once boiling passions

The days go on.

On the back of the century

Gaze quietly

outside the window

Sunshine tenderness

Touch the earth

I just don't know that in its memory.

the other day

Is it like a sculpture?

Standing forever

4. Commemorating the legend of the 129 sports tablet-commemorating the December 29th Movement.

Tonight. Turn the page 67 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.

5. Poetry about the 129 movement is like an erupting volcano. They once shook the earth, and the sound of shouting is still like the midnight mountain wind. The burning passion ebbs and flows in the dreams of future generations and is projected into gloom and silence. There is still a kind of noise and helplessness. Falling flowers and sunset, deja vu. There are only a few pages in the history books of ancient and modern reincarnation. When gold coins run over moral desires, some people are eager to rebuild. The ideal of the chivalrous man ran away naively with a belief, but he lamented that no one can be great by imitation, and any greatness will be distorted by blind actions in the rushing river, but rational sails can sail far, books can read all the vicissitudes of history and bitter tea, and calligraphy can write articles all over the world. This is unchanged for thousands of years, and there is the Yellow River Chorus/htm//htm /htm/jinian_3.htm

6. Commemorate 129 Legend of Sports Poetry-Commemorate the December 29th Movement tonight.

Turning to the sixty-seventh page of heavy history, I should still remember days of our lives along the stormy red track, facing the biting north wind. The sound like an iron horse began to sprout in my eardrum. At that time, it was still awake. At that time, there were scars everywhere. At that time, the face was only numb, hovering on the edge of national subjugation and extinction. Die? Is it? Fight? My most beloved brothers and sisters, with their pioneering attitude and heroic breath, inquired about their souls from Peiping, Tianjin and Northeast China and generated that young heart. Endless thunder pierced the scalding chests of countless people who were unwilling to be slaves. Get up-get up-stand up. You can see that the underground magma has been surging forever, which indicates a solemn oath: give me back my rivers and mountains, a pious baptism of blood and fire in this country where the sun rises! ! ! Use the great god to temper the rustling sword, and use the green blood to cast a towering monument.

7. Urgent request 129 sports poems to commemorate the 129 th Sports Day. The wind of history blows through the 66-page calendar. The cold and groggy day began to be vividly interpreted in my eyes. In that cold winter, only the sound like an iron horse stripped the heavy coat of this ancient country and exposed the scarred body. A drop of blood splashed on my forehead, leaving a deep mark on time. As the north wind roared past, that day was yellow and gone, but can the realistic shoulders bear those passionate days that once boiled? Still standing on the back of the century, silently staring at the sunshine outside the window and gently touching the earth, I just don't know if that day will stand in its memory forever like a sculpture. I looked down. The emblem on the chest is flashing, so dazzling, and in silence, it is full of winners' songs of triumph.

Bright scarves are dancing, which is our blood burning. In the twilight, they praised each other deeply.

My heart can't help trembling. Do you remember whether Zhao Jialou was burned to death and whether Zhang Zongxiang was beaten up? Remember the slogan: fight for national strength outside, punish national thieves inside; Remember whether the "three strikes" struggle is magnificent; Don't forget the national jubilation after the victory! The act of not liberating creates a free mind! Turning a page in history, we can't forget that glorious page-"December 29th" patriotic movement. Proud? Are the great pioneers proud of raising the patriotic flag? We are the continuation of their spirit! In silence, the history of smoke has been blurred, how can patriotic memories be killed ideologically? Times, we no longer need to take to the streets to demonstrate, oh, just looking back? No, the world is moving forward! The motherland entrusted the responsibility to us, and the world focused on it, guiding their eyes beyond the boundless national boundaries.

We are the sea of flowers in May, embracing the times with youth, we are the rising sun, igniting the future with life, illuminating ourselves with torches and the heart of the motherland. Time is turning a page in history, seriously writing down and thinking about a new era! Only we, the youthful sun, can make the blueprint of the motherland more brilliant! Legend of Monument-Commemorating the December 29th Movement tonight.

Turning to the sixty-seventh page of heavy history, I should still remember days of our lives along the stormy red track, facing the biting north wind. The sound like an iron horse began to sprout in my eardrum. At that time, it was still awake. At that time, there were scars everywhere. At that time, the face was only numb, hovering on the edge of national subjugation and extinction. Die? Is it? Fight? My most beloved brothers and sisters, with their pioneering attitude and heroic breath, inquired about their souls from Peiping, Tianjin and Northeast China and generated that young heart. Endless thunder pierced the scalding chests of countless people who were unwilling to be slaves. Get up-get up-stand up. You can see that the underground magma has been surging forever, which indicates a solemn oath: give me back my rivers and mountains, a pious baptism of blood and fire in this country where the sun rises! ! ! It should be useful to temper the rustling sword with the great god and cast the towering monument with green blood. It took me a long time to think of adoption.

8. About the poetry recitation of the 129 movement, there is a feeling called moving, a responsibility called mission, an emotion called patriotism, and a dedication called sacrificing snowflakes in February of 65438, which is full of the blood of Peiping martyrs. Warriors who dyed Chang 'an Avenue red 12-9 took to the streets. If it were not for the trampling of imperialism and the compromise and concession of the reactionary government, we would still be scholars reading and writing at dusk. The sound of reading is endless, and everything is concerned about the crisis in North China and the national crisis. When the Chinese nation was in the greatest danger, it was United as one, sharing the rise and fall of the world, and the horse was yelling at the Yellow River. Listening to the decline of the land year after year, who said that learning is useless because of the sorrow of the public? Who says pedantry and cowardice means that scholars put down their pens? Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Heroes tell us that in China, as long as there is smoke, China has warriors, and as long as there is danger, China has a backbone. As long as there are young people, there is hope. 1935 65438+February 9, we can no longer be calm. For freedom, for the country, we volunteered to fight. No death can make me shrink back. Facing death, I laughed loudly. The devil's palace trembled with laughter. 193565438+February 9, 70 years have passed, but history will not forget that year, when the Japanese empire was defeated by loud battles. Opposing autonomy in North China, opposing civil war and uniting the whole nation are consistent with foreign history. Chang 'an Avenue will not be forgotten. How did you travel through history? You won't forget the snowstorm. You once told me loudly that history will never forget wave after wave, nor will it forget one after another to resist Japan and save the nation. You have been singing battle songs for 70 years. History will never forget that passionate time, which has been deeply engraved in my heart for 70 years. History will never forget the Lugou shooting. We drove away the jackals and the red flag fluttered. We have ushered in 70 years of liberation. History will not forget, and we will not forget to step on the afterglow. We cherish our memories and imagine the morning glow. We have inherited and carried forward 70 years of history. We won't forget.

9. Poetry about 129 Movement. 129 poem, preferably 3\4 minutes, should be more innovative. Poetry: Reflection 129 is like an erupting volcano. They once shook the earth, and the sound of shouting is still like the midnight mountain wind. The burning passion ebbs and flows in the dreams of future generations and is projected into gloom and silence. There is still a kind of noise and helplessness. In the sunset, deja vu, the swallow returns to the south. There are only a few pages in the history book. When gold coins run over moral desire, they smash sacredness. Some people are eager to rebuild the ideals of chivalrous men. Naively running around with the belief of plagiarism, it is amazing that no one can be great by imitation. Any greatness will be distorted in the rushing river because of blindness. Only the sail of reason can sail blue light, and books can read the vicissitudes of history. This is the legend of a Millennium monument-commemorating the December 29th Movement tonight. Turning to the heavy 67 pages of history, we should still remember that along the stormy red track, accompanied by the bitter north wind, a cry like an iron horse began to sprout in my eardrum. At that time, the sky had not awakened and the earth was full of scars. At that time, the face was only numb, hovering on the edge of national extinction. Die? Is it? Fight? My most beloved brothers and sisters, with their pioneering attitude and heroic breath, inquired about their souls from Peiping, Tianjin and Northeast China and generated that young heart. Endless thunder pierced the scalding chests of countless people who were unwilling to be slaves. Get up-get up-stand up. You can see that the underground magma has been surging forever, which indicates a solemn oath: give me back my rivers and mountains, a pious baptism of blood and fire in this country where the sun rises! Use the great god to temper the rustling sword, and use the green blood to cast a towering monument.

10. Are there any poems about the 129 movement? Reflections on 129.

Like volcanic eruptions.

They once shook the earth.

Raise your arms and shout.

Still like the midnight mountain breeze

Roll up the dreams of future generations

changing

Burning passion

Vote for darkness and silence

A glimmer of starlight

There is still a lot of noise.

have no choice but to

Falling flowers in the sunset.

I seem to have seen it before.

Yan Fei came back from the south.

Ancient and modern reincarnation

There are only a few more pages in the history book.

When gold coins run over morality

Desire shattered the sacredness.

Some people are eager to rebuild this situation.

The ideal of chivalrous man

With the belief of copying.

Naively running and shouting

attract

It's a lament.

Anyone/anyone

Can't rely on imitation

very good

Anything great

Will be blind.

And distortion.

In a fast-flowing river

Only rational sails.

Can sail.

Blue lantern, scroll

Read all the historical changes

Bitter tea, red ink

Write an article about the world.

This has not changed for thousands of years.

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