(176) Six poems
Southern Barbarians
(Sunday, June 9, 2013)
A lonely guest in a foreign country, and occasionally a bosom friend.
When you meet on the Internet, you will always be a dreamman.
Gift to the friend of the gift
(Saturday, June 22, 2013)
The book and the sea meet together, and you come and go to get affectionate.
A thousand words are cherished, and the rest of your life is happy and healthy.
Ask the group
(Sunday, June 23, 2013)
The screen name blood and teardrops, what does it have to do with you?
I am a fellow villager, so why be in a hurry!
"Song of the Railway People's Police"
On June 4, 1997, Wang Wenguang, a neighbor of Dongwu, wrote "The Song of the Railway People's Police", and asked me to revise it, and the following are his lyrics:
Ushering in the rising sun,
Send away the sunset.
Clad in olive green,
Three-star flowers on the shoulder.
Chested millions of travelers,
Foot rails steel cliffs.
Speeding in the north and south of the river,
Gallop to the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
Bloody police soul,
Kill the enemy with a sword.
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Valiant Railroad Guards!
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Glorious people's police!
Ushering in the rising sun,
Send away the sunset.
Clad in olive green,
Three-star flowers on the shoulder.
With the land of China in mind,
Love sprinkled the end of the world.
Fight in the shadow of the sword and sword,
Grow strong in wind, frost, rain and snow.
Youth composes new songs,
Liver and gallbladder protect China.
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Valiant Railroad Guards!
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Glorious people's police!
Wang Wenguang's original words were only one paragraph, and I changed them into two paragraphs, and the emphasis is all my revision.
The lyrics, composed by Pan Peng, a young policeman from his unit, participated in a competition in the railway system.
According to Wang Wenguang, the song won the award, and Wang Wenguang was rewarded with a trouser belt.
Pan Peng is my student, his father is a music teacher, and he and his sister can also read music and compose.
Drama review "My Life Record"
(Thursday, July 25, 2013)
Day and night are endless, and the paper goes up year and month.
The ups and downs have passed, and the eunuchs are upright.
Sweet and sweet little days, happy and happy ancestors.
Every word is condensed, and every bit is always about love!
Answer: Book friend Youxiang
Friday, September 6, 2013
Jun's words are from the bottom of his heart, and his feelings are sincere.
A spiritual point, the meeting is the fate.