Poetry about remembering the general

1. Poems about remembering the martyrs

I offer you related poems from both ancient poetry and modern poetry, please refer to it!

1: Ancient Poetry

There is no sorrow in the end of the world, and all the hatred of separation will be wasted. Why should we drink heavily from the Huanglong Mansion and build the Shenzhou Wind and Rain Tower high?

Moral Poems

The sky is full of wind and snow and sorrow,

Why should the revolution be afraid of beheading?

Zixu’s heroic spirit is still there,

He will return to take revenge on the King of Chu in three years!

The last poem

The head can be cut off, the limbs can be broken,

The revolutionary spirit cannot be destroyed.

The head of a strong man is the leader of the party,

The body of a hero is the leader.

Moral poem

It doesn’t matter if you behead your head,

As long as the principle is true.

Kill Xia Minghan,

and the others who came after him.

Goldfish

Fish can be free,

People are prisoners.

Nursery Rhymes

The private houses are dark,

The official houses are all bright.

In private households the pots are turned up to the sky,

In official households they eat soup balls.

2: Modern poetry:

Recitation of poems in memory of the martyrs during the Qingming Festival

We cannot forget, we will not forget, today’s beautiful life,

It stems from the dedication of your blood and sweat yesterday.

Without your bloody battle, we would not be where we are today.

Rest in peace, hero.

With the deepest respect, we walked into the Martyrs Cemetery.

Listen to the blood-stained inscription and it will live in our hearts forever!

Qingming Festival is coming, and we come to the Martyrs’ Monument.

This is a holy pure land where the heroes’ spirits of the martyrs are placed.

Martyrs will live forever and monuments will last forever.

The east wind blows, the pine branches sway, and the Young Pioneers come to visit the grave.

Gazing at the tombs of the martyrs, the heroic spirit of the martyrs is still there.

Revolutionary heirlooms, passed down from generation to generation.

For the sake of the rear agencies and thousands of fellow villagers,

Thirteen-year-old Wang Erxiao led the enemy into an ambush.

His blood dyed the hills red, and his blood dyed the blue sky red.

He is an example for us to learn from.

Qingming rain falls one after another, and white flowers pay tribute to relatives.

In memory of the heroic deeds of the martyrs, tears filled our eyes to pay homage to the heroic souls.

The deeds of martyrs will be remembered for thousands of years, and the star torch will be passed down from generation to generation.

It is extremely proud to be born as a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, and it is extremely glorious to be born as a descendant of the dragon.

We are the founders of the new century, and we are the successors of the new century.

Since childhood, I have made the ambition to serve the country, be a good builder and successor, and write a new chapter for China.

3: Couplet:

Qingming Festival Couplet:

The spring breeze blows again; I miss my family even more during the festival.

Swallows come at the Spring Society; pear blossoms lag behind at the Qingming Festival.

In March, the locust trees and the fire change; the second news is known by the apricot blossoms.

There will be a rain of peach blossoms as soon as we meet; I am delighted to see the apricot blossoms in front of the tree.

The cool breeze and bright moon are priceless; everything near the water and the distant mountains is sentimental.

The fire of locust trees is replaced by the sunshine of spring; the disappearance of apricot flowers is revealed by the rain.

I often dream when I see things and miss my relatives; my words are still in my mind.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is good; the moon and stars are few and far between.

The tombs of ancestors are visited every year; the tradition of elders is still present everywhere.

The fire ban falls early this year; who is busy in Feihua Town?

Cold food and rain come for a hundred and five days; flowers and trade winds come for twenty-four springs.

The spring breeze has lifted thousands of layers of snow; future generations will never forget the kindness of our ancestors.

I have a plan in my heart and I hate the endless flowing water and the setting sun for eternity;

The spring breeze sets the sun, and everyone thinks about the fallen flowers and the dying sun. 2. What are the poems about remembering the martyrs?

1. The head can be cut off, the limbs can be broken, but the revolutionary spirit cannot be extinguished. The head of a strong man is the leader of the party, and the body of a hero is the leader. ——From Zhou Wenyong's "The Last Poems"

2. I lost my arrogance and Yang Jun lost his willow, and the willow flew up to the sky. Asked what Wu Gang owned, Wu Gang held out osmanthus wine. The lonely Chang'e spreads her sleeves and dances for her loyal soul in the sky. Suddenly it was reported that there had been a tiger crouching in the human world, and tears flew down like a downpour. ——From Mao Zedong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers? Reply to Li Shuyi"

3. Du Yu's voice wakes up the Qingming Festival. Go to the cemetery! Flags are flying, and dirges are chanted. The thunder in the spring of 1911 shocked Chi County, and the aura of passion and majesty rushed to Zhuque. I remember that smoke filled Wuyang City and there was a lot of blood. ——From "Manjianghong_Visiting the Tomb of the Seventy-two Martyrs in Huanghuagang, Guangzhou"

4. Awesome spirit, often depressed, and who has something in mind, who can tell. It’s too late to hate the rest of my life, and I have never been in the same category. Covering the paper with clear tears, hearing the bamboo slipper makes Huang Liang sleep. Bian Chen was noisy again today, thinking of heroes. ——From "Man Jiang Hong" re-reading "Poems of Revolutionary Martyrs" and poems

5. The artery runs through the Yellow River, and the vein runs through the Yangtze River. The rivers and rivers of China flow through my blood vessels and nourish my heart, liver and intestines. True gold emerges from fierce fire, and revolution survives storms. Patriotic poetry is passed down from generation to generation, and the red flag spectrum is fertile with blood. ——From "Bu Suanzi"? Thoughts after reading "Poems of Revolutionary Martyrs" 3. Poems about generals

Liangzhou Ci

(Tang Dynasty) Wang Han

Luminous cup of grape wine,

If you want to drink the pipa, hurry up.

Lord Don’t laugh while lying drunk on the battlefield,

How many people have fought in ancient times.

Ancient Congjun March

Li Qi

During the day, I climbed the mountain to watch the beacon fire, and at dusk, I drank my horse and crossed the river.

The pedestrians were fighting against the wind and sand, and the princess was playing the pipa with resentment. Many.

Camping for thousands of miles without a city wall, rain and snow have reached the desert.

Hu Yan flies every night with a cry, Hu'er's tears fall.

Wen Daoyu The door is still covered, so you should chase your life away from the car.

Every year the bones of the battle are buried outside, but it is rare to see grapes entering the Han family.

Join the army

Wang Changling

Qinghai is covered with long clouds and dark snow-capped mountains,

The lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.

The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles,

Loulan will not be broken until the end Not back. 4. Poems about remembering the revolutionary martyrs

"Summer Quatrains" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

He was a hero in life and a ghost in death.

I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

Extended information:

Verse translation:

You should be a hero among men when you are alive, and you should be a hero among ghosts after death.

To this day, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live an ignoble existence and returned to Jiangdong.

Creative background:

In the second year of Jingkang (1127), Jin soldiers invaded the Central Plains, smashed the Qionglou Jade Garden of the Song Dynasty, and kidnapped the two emperors of Hui and Qin. The Zhao and Song Dynasties Forced to flee south. Later, Li Qingzhao's husband Zhao Mingcheng became the prefect of Jiankang. One night, a rebellion broke out in the city. Zhao Mingcheng did not want to quell the rebellion, but ran away from the battle. Li Qingzhao felt shameful for his country and his husband. When passing by the Wujiang River, he felt the tragedy of Xiang Yu and wrote this poem. At the same time, it also meant to satirize the Southern Song Dynasty and his husband.

Appreciation of the work:

"In life, you will be a hero, and in death, you will be a ghost." The first two sentences of the poem rise from the sky, like a huge force, taking the lead in the kind of life and death. The courage and bravery worthy of being called a hero are displayed in front of readers, which makes people awe-inspiring. These two lines of poetry are a condensation of the essence, a carrier of courage, and a fearless attitude towards life. Because of their lofty realm and extraordinary momentum, they have become famous lines that have been passed down through the ages.

The last two lines of the poem, "I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River" point out the reason. Xiang Yu's most heroic act was undoubtedly his suicide because he "had no face to see Jiangdong's elders" and gave up the spirit of temporarily avoiding Jiangdong to regain his strength. In the opinion of the author Li Qingzhao, this extraordinary heroic spirit displayed in defeat was especially valuable when the Song Dynasty was crossing south. The poet praised the spirit of "refusing to cross the Yangtze River" because he was lamenting current events and used historical facts to express his patriotic enthusiasm. The word "today" cleverly connects the past and the present, history and reality in terms of time and space, revealing the profound intention of using nostalgia for the past to satirize the present. 5. Poems about a woman who misses the general

1 The belt becomes wider and wider, but she never regrets it, and she becomes haggard because of the beauty.

-Liu Yong's "Feng Qiwu" 2 The agreement between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together.

-Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Drumming" 3 If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? -Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal" 4 When will we know when we will meet each other after we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night.

- Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 5 If there is a beautiful woman, you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang·Qin Song" 6 This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

- Zheng Chouyu's "Fu Farewell" 7 Entering the door of my lovesickness, I know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness brings long memories, and short lovesickness brings endless love. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 8 Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to deal with, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.

- Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Lisi" 9. The king is like dust on the road, and the concubine is like muddy cement. They rise and fall in different ways. When will they meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "The Moon Ascends a High Building" 10 A sad farewell, the last two echoed each other, the most indescribable one is the bright moon. - Nalan Xingde's "Yu Meiren" 11 Huanjun's pearls shed tears, wishing they had met before they were married.

-Zhang Ji's "Yan of a Chaste Woman" 12 How to make you meet me, at my most beautiful moment. For this, I have been praying in front of the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us have a mortal relationship. -Xi Murong's "A Blossoming Tree" 13 I only have a shadow in the world, how can we live together but die differently? -Chen Hengke's "Inscription on the Portrait of Chunqi" 14 There is talk of lovesickness under the acacia tree, and Si Lang hates Lang Lang but he doesn't know it.

- Liang Qichao's "Taiwan Bamboo Branch Poems" 15 Since the king came out, the mirror will not be able to cure the darkness. Missing you is like running water, there is no end to it.

-Xu Qian's "Thoughts on the Chamber" 16 When we see each other, it's as if we don't see each other, and being affectionate is like being ruthless. - Sima Guang's "Moon over the West River" 17 Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.

-Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" 18 days will not age, love will never end. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.

-Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui" 19 It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand at midnight. -Huang Jingren's "One of Two Lovely Poems" 20 It is useless to be lovesick, but to be melancholy is to be pure madness.

- Li Shangyin's "Third of the Six Untitled Poems" 21 I know that my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river. - Li Shangyin's "Late Autumn Tour in Qujiang" 22 People's sentiments have become less sentimental, and now they are really not sentimental.

- Nalan Xingde's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi" 23 This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time. - Li Shangyin's "Jin Se" 24 How much lovesickness can come from a one-night stand, even though the world is far away.

-Zhang Zhongsu's "Swallow Tower" 25 Asking what love is in the world, it tells us about life and death. -Yuan Haowen's "One of Two Songs About Touching Fish" 26 There is no colorful phoenix on the body with two flying wings, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.

- Li Shangyin's "Untitled" 27 The water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace, and the remaining flowers in the green marsh are written line by line in the biography of lovesickness. -Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hongqiu" 28 Only if you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love lovesickness, and it will harm lovesickness.

-Xu Zaisi's "Order of Gui Gui" 29 There are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, and there is no place in the world to arrange it. -Li Guan's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" 30 years of life and death are vast, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles alone in the tomb, nowhere to talk about the desolation.

- Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" 31 Tonight or later, I will see this beloved man. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Tang Feng·Mao" 32 As time goes by, this hatred lasts forever.

-Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" 33 I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" 34 Overlapping tear stains and brocade characters, the only thing in life is love that is hard to die.

- Wen Tingshi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" 35 One is the fairy flower of Langyuan, and the other is the flawless jade. If you say there is no romance, you will meet him again in this life; if you say there is a romance, how can you end up lying? -Cao Xueqin's "Wang Ning Mei" 36 The spring silkworms will not run out until they are dead, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears dry up.

- Li Shangyin's "Untitled" 37 He should not be obsessed with love in his life. There is no place in the world for lovesickness. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing Words in Huanxisha" 38 The emperor was about to tell the date of return, but Chun Rong swallowed before he could say anything.

- Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" 39. Guan Jujiu, in the river continent. A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man.

-Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Zhou Nan·Guan Ju" 40 There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. - Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" 41 After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery.

Even if there are thousands of customs, who can I tell them about them? -Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling" 42 I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and you will definitely live up to your love.

- Li Zhiyi's "Business Operator" 43 The falling flower man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together. -Yan Jidao's "Two Poems of Linjiang Immortal" 44 The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir's dream.

-Chen Tao's "Journey to Longxi" 45 thousand gold buys Xiangru Fu, who can complain about this situation? -Xin Qiji's "Touching the Fish" 46 Wutong trees, rain at midnight, do not tell the truth about love and suffering.

One leaf, one sound, the air drips into the sky. -Wen Tingyun's "Three Songs of Gengluozi" 47 We are married as husband and wife, and there is no doubt about their love.

- Su Wu's "Wedding Hair as Husband and Wife" 48 Looking for a good dream is hard to come by. Who knows how I feel at this moment?

Tears in front of the pillow, rain in front of the curtain, and raindrops in front of the window until dawn. -Nie Shengqiong's "Partridge Sky" 49 Who can complain about loneliness.

As a preface, it’s always an understatement. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music" 50 Days are long and the soul is in pain. It is difficult for the dream soul to reach Guanshan. Longing for lovesickness is heartbreaking.

- "One of Two Songs of Li Bai's Long Acacia" 51 Don't refuse to say that beautiful vow just because it might change, and don't dare to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting just because you might be separated. -Xi Murong's "Seal" 52 May I be as bright as the stars and the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night.

-Fan Chengda's "Che Yaoyao Chapter" 53 Yu Shen Yan Yao Tianya Road, began to believe that separation in the world is painful. -Dai Shulun's "Acacia Song" 54 Holding hands and looking into teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

- Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling" 55 I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor* couples suffer from everything. -Yuan Zhen's "Two of Three Poems on Sorrow and Feelings" 56 Change my heart for yours, and then we will know each other and remember each other deeply.

- Gu Xun's "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings" 57 Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest. -Yu Xuanji's "Jianling Worry and Hope" 58 In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.

- Li Shangyin's "Six of Six Untitled Poems" 59 Love is as deep as the sea, and old things are as far away as the sky. - Le Wan's "Bu Shuzi" 60 Hatred is not as good as Chao Youxin. When you miss lovesickness, you will realize that the sea is not deep.

-Bai Juyi's "Lang Tao Sha" 61 Do you know that the exquisite dice and the red beans are deep in love? -Wen Tingyun's "Willow Branches" 62 Can you bear to pay a thousand gold for a smile? After all, missing each other is not as good as meeting each other. -Shao Ruipeng's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" 63 When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love.

-Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House" 64 The capital is a good match between gold and jade, and I only remember the alliance between wood and stone. Facing the sky, you can see the crystal clear snow in the mountains; never forget the lonely forest in the fairyland.

-Cao Xueqin's "Lifelong Mistake" 65 people are like clouds flowing into the river after the wind, and their feelings are like the flocculation on the ground after the rain. -Zhou Bangyan's "Spring in the Jade House" 66 drops of endless tears of lovesickness throw away red beans, and the endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building.

-Cao Xueqin's "Hongdou Ci" 67 With tears in her eyes, she asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. - Ouyang Xiu's "One of Two Songs of Butterfly Love Flower" 68 The thin figure is self-pitying for autumn. 6. Poems about commemorating the martyrs

Monument among the people Gao Zhanxiang The ebb and flow of the waves crash on the shore, and the petrels spin high and the clouds roll.

Dongshan Island floating in the sea cannot bear to look back and talk about the past. Recalling the past - the chaos of war and chaos, and the destruction of all living beings; look at that - the rolling yellow sand swallowed up the villages and destroyed the fertile fields; the roaring winds buried homes with flying sand and rocks! People of Dongshan - there is no smoke in the stove nine times out of ten.

The old man was so hungry that his eyes were black, and the young girl had no clothes to wear. Weeping and shouting at the Beidou, the moon is cold and the stars are sparse and miserable! A ray of spring light - slowly shining through the sky.

Gu Wenchang was pleased to be ordered to Dongshan. He - a heart of love for the people, a pair of iron feet, a heart of innocence, and a heroic courage! He - braved the strong wind, and explored the wind direction from mountain to ridge; he - braved the danger, and investigated the source of the disaster in each village and town.

The yellow sand hit his face, he rubbed his eyes, the wind and rain came, he patted his shoulders and continued to swing the pickaxe on the mountain top; the dry food was gone, he tightened his belt, enduring hunger and fighting in the wilderness. The cold wind cannot blow out the flame in his heart; the bad waves cannot destroy his love for the people; the ups and downs cannot stop his progress; the setbacks cannot scare this iron-clad heroic man! He - never looks back in the wind and rain, being an official does not look like an official.

Pick up the bucket to water the trees, and pick up the steel drill to dig into the mountains. Roll up your sleeves to build dams, roll up your trouser legs to plow the fields.

He evoked——The Foolish Old Man of the East Island went into battle, wearing stars and moon, fighting in the wind and rain on the deserted beach. He led the villagers to build canals, divert clear springs, build reservoirs to irrigate the plains, build bridges to span natural chasms, and pave roads to reach the top of the mountains! Drive the yellow sand out of the west entrance, and force the desolation out of the east mountain! The sky is changing, the earth is changing, and people are changing.

The world and the people are changing! An isolated island becomes a peninsula, and a desert becomes fertile farmland. The chasm becomes a thoroughfare, and the wilderness becomes a campus.

A poor county becomes a rich county, and a barren mountain becomes a golden mountain! Gu Wenchang - He worked hard and became seriously ill, but he passed away with a smile on his face for nine days. The ashes are scattered on Dongshan, and the heroes guard their homes day and night.

The villagers burst into tears, and the forest sea and pine waves were calling: Secretary Gu is a great benefactor, and his hard work has brought him a spring of happiness; Secretary Gu is a bodhi tree, and his shadow of blessings will cover Dongshan for a long time! The sound of the spring water is praising the spirit of the secretary in the Valley; the chirping of the mountain birds is the demeanor of the secretary in the singing valley. After the political leaders left, virtue became even greater.

After Zhengsheng’s departure, true feelings emerged naturally. After the political leaders have gone, the monument remains among the people! A Spectrum of the Heroes of the Anti-Japanese War Kong Fanshun Yang Jingyu The land of Sanjiang is dark, and the white mountains weep in the black water.

The Japanese aggressors are ferocious, the wolves and jackals are evil, and the rebels are raising mighty flags. The fragrant roots of March grass are covered in snow, reflecting the strong fighting spirit of the Nine Heavens in the heart.

The head gave up its heroic spirit, and glared at the enemy chief in fear. Zhao Yiman was born into a wealthy family and had a strong sense of integrity. He carried a gun on his shoulder in order to save the nation.

There is no way to win a man's life, and after nine deaths, there will be red makeup. The military strategy is thorough and planned to kill the enemies and invaders, and the literary talents are beginning to show good articles.

The names of heroes are engraved on the white mountains and black waters, and the flags are stained with blood and the sun shines brightly. Zuo Quan defended the country and drove away the Japanese invaders like a rainbow, and his generals became famous throughout Chizhong.

Develop strategies and strategies, be persistent and courageous and dare to rule the roost. The enemy invaders were frightened when they heard the news, and the people marched down with their flags raised.

The blood is poured out to conceive the new universe, and the body is melted into Taihang to create eternity. General Peng Xuefeng was born to worry about national calamities, and his loyalty, bravery and intelligence shine in the Central Plains.

In the east of Henan, they raised their flags to build a powerful army, and in the north of Huaihe, they waved their weapons to kill the stubborn enemies. On a moonlit night, he wrote an article on the art of war, and sang at dawn to relieve the people's worries.

Every September, the maple leaves are red, and the sky is filled with tears from the Jianghuai River. The Silence of Granite Yangsong River Granite is good at silence, condensing the erupted volcano, and firmly hoping that people in the future will surpass it.

Facing the "Internationale" screen wall, the silence of granite is so profound: This is a new epic that echoes the east and west, this is a symphony that creates heroes, this is an unprecedented green history book, this is A blood-stained list of thousands of names. If there had not been the pain of hunger and cold, there would have been no resounding success; if there had not been the shame of being poor and weak, there would have been no solidarity; if there had not been the rampage of bloodshed, there would have been no heroic succession; if there had not been destruction Once the shackles of internal and external oppression are broken, how can there be any free-spirited construction? Without yesterday's bloodshed and sacrifice, how could there be a happy birthday today? If we forget to remember the martyrs today, how can we add the characteristics of a well-off society tomorrow? ... The erupted volcano should rest, the boiling notes are engraved on the gold and stone, the pulse of the times drives the plasma of advanced nature, the voice of the Communists is more magnificent! Highest Honor Yang Songhe I will turn Taihang into a grand monument that towers into the clouds, so that the common hatred of the entire nation will shine with the sun, moon and stars forever. The Great Wall, which has been baptized by the Anti-Japanese War, will remain indestructible from generation to generation.

I want to turn the surging river into the pride of the new history, let every rushing wave turn into an inspiration for the future, and let our descendants sing an invincible song. I want to turn the vastness of China into a splendid medal, let every inch of blood-stained land be filled with the fragrance of victory, and let every martyr who rests underground enjoy eternal glory.