Windfall Song
I. What is Windfall
Windfall yo, windfall, what is windfall?
The love in my heart is like the green willow in spring;
Wind flow, wind flow, who doesn't love wind flow?
The fruit of my thoughts is like the pomegranate in mid-autumn.
I am a human being, with blood and flesh,
I have a heart that rejoices and sorrows;
I want the dignity of a human being, and the novelty of a heart,
I do not want to be like an ugly class of people who generally steal from rats and dogs!
I love the pine's purity, love the orchid's humor,
Never learn the fly like chasing fishy and chasing the stink;
I hope to live a life of sensational,
I look forward to the cause of the final achievement.
I am young and energetic like the wind roaring,
I am enthusiastic and my life is surging like water flowing.
How should I understand you?
Wind flow huh, I swear to pursue you;
Early morning - I inquire about the sunrise,
Night - I gaze at the Big Dipper ......
In reverie, I turn into a colorful butterfly:
"Heh, does flirtation mean frolicking in the spring light?"
In the haze, I turn into a bee:
"Heh, the wind and flow seems to be running around in the flowers."
My fluttering thoughts merged into the sea,
and the sea said, "Windfall is a white gull on a wave."
My fantasized feathers flew to the bright moon,
and the bright moon said, "A flirtation is a jug of wine under a flower."
So I had a funny dream,
of many friends in my life-
all of whom came to answer my questions,
arguing who was the most flirtatious in the eighties.
The ideal says, "Flirtation and success go hand in hand."
Youth said, "Flirtatiousness and good looks are not far from each other."
Friendship says: "Flirtation is the stigma of the stamen of the acacia."
Love says: "Flirtatiousness is the tender root under the juxtaposed lotus."
Morality says: "Flirtation is the crop of my heart."
The times say, "Flirtation is the golden fall of my mind." ......
Fengliu yo, Fengliu, please answer:
Is this a shallow understanding?
Fengliu yo, fengliu, please open your mouth:
Do you have an unchanging standard for me to abide by?
Second, the wind flow of self-description
I am the wind flow, I am the wind flow,
I am the enemy of rigidity, the close friend of spring.
I am like a flower, blooming in the branches,
I am like a girl, shy eyes;
I am like a stag, jumping streams over the ditch,
I am like a lion, tail shaking mane shake.
Sometimes I am invisible, like the breeze,
Sometimes I am tangible, like the blue water;
Sometimes I become a piece of red silk on a bride's hair,
Sometimes I become a piece of armor on a warrior's body;
Sometimes I am a spark in a bright eye,
Sometimes I am a vortex of honeyed wine on a dimple;
sometimes I am a wind churning on an iron horse,
sometimes I am a breath swallowing majestically;
more often than not I am not an ornament or a form,
I am a passionate quest for beauty in my heart!
How long mankind lives, how long I live,
I am older than the oracle bones.
I have questioned the heavens with Qu Yuan,
I have observed the earth with Zhang Heng***;
I was in front of the saddle when Zhang Qian passed through the West,
I was in the back of the boat when Jianzhen crossed the sea to the East.
I had accompanied Hua Mulan to join his father's army,
I had been with She Taijun to take command of the bandits;
How many times have I been with the heroes to avenge their deep-seated hatred,
With a roar of, "I will not rest until I have swept away the traitors and thieves."
This is the first time that I have been with the heroes of the war.
How many times, I accompanied the aspirants with the building,
Singing loudly: "the world first worry about the worry ......"
Blood-soaked Central China, the ancient state of China,
How many of these people have been immortalized throughout the ages!
Flowers blossom in spring yo, leaves fall in autumn,
History does not die heh, and plucked new talent -
Jun see: Jiangshan generation of talented people,
Modern people are even more flamboyant than their ancestors!
What three points of autumn incense, what spelling life to look for couples,
such a flirtatious rhyme, is already old;
What poetry red leaves, what funeral flowers mound,
such a love saga, has long been heard enough.
The eighties, to have a new singing voice,
To sing a new song of flirtation who will start?
From the small mouth of the spring flowers to the trumpet of the locomotive,
The march of the wind is playing in the sky!
Three, I and the flirtation
At a turmoil, we drank our own bitter wine,
and the flirtation was looked upon as a poisonous serpent and beast.
The land of my mind, piled high with stones,
The riverbed of my feelings, thirsty as hell.
For ten whole years, trudging across the desert,
I longed for an oasis with water and grass.
In the face of modern science, I looked bewildered,
like an ape just coming out of the forest.
The road of life, unfortunately, can not be retraced,
Youth is gone, only scars remain.
I used to be depressed, I used to be stubborn,
thinking that I had seen everything on earth.
I once indulged in the lure of vanity,
I mistook fashion for fashion,
I borrowed a tape recorder to help me with my worries,
and relied on a six-stringed zither to save my soul.
The suit and tie, the pants flared,
No matter that the shirt had a collar and no sleeves;
Leather shoes to reflect the shadow, the hair oiled,
No one knows that the socks on my feet have toes showing.
Dancing, I dance to my heart's content,
not hesitating to dazzle on the waxed floor;
Ice-skating, I skate at will,
wishing to forget my sorrows in the ease of enjoyment!
But these days can't last,
The fashion of yesterday is outdated today,
The floor-sweeping bell-bottom pants are not new,
The sleep-inducing pop songs I've heard enough.
You don't often laugh in the streets,
nor do you always linger in the dances;
Dance music is an interlude to the song of life,
and what is the use of an interlude without a full score?
Entertainment is an illustration on a page of the book of life,
What is an illustration without a great book?
Who can see through the red dust?
It's just an excuse to be pessimistic and self-absorbed;
Who can guess the future?
Guessing is just an excuse for self-importance.
What exactly is the real wind flow,
I have frowned in contemplation ......
Four, the real wind flow
This is called the wind flow, this is called the wind flow,
Dare to fight to the death with the cruel fate!
This is what is called the flow of the wind, this is what is called the flow of the wind,
Driving the era of flying boats on the long river of history!
Uncovering the conspiracy of the god-maker at gunpoint,
Spilling a cavity of boiling blood on the barren hills;
Sacrificing the spirit of the good Premier under the stick,
Letting countless white flowers in the chest!
Invite the motherland to the podium of the world's sports arena,
Let her hear the chirping of the national anthem;
Place the red flag on the highest peak of Everest,
Let her touch the forehead of the blue sky!
At the mine-laden mountain passes ask for battle: "Let me go first!"
Shouting as he retreats on completion of his mission, "I'll break the back!"
I went to test-fly the new fighter planes whose performance was not yet stable,
I went to study the nuclear test site where the smoke cloud had not yet cleared.
Like Lei Feng, I love my ordinary job,
No matter where I go, I'm a front end;
Like Jiao Yulu, I care about the firewood, rice, oil and salt of the victims,
Even if I die, I want to stay in a great spirit!
Counting the wind and currents, but also look at the present day,
The present day, is the realization of the ideal battle -
Fierce battle in front of the furnace, brew a stove of red wine,
Remote the golden cup, for the motherland to toast the birthday;
Spedding on the sea, shaking a piece of white silk,
Wave offering Haddad, to gift the four seas and five continents.
Taking a doctoral degree in West Germany, answering questions and answers,
A green leaf stretching, heralding the golden autumn;
Going to the United States to make a trip to give lectures, cutting research,
A branch of red apricots out of the wall, full of the garden jittery ......
Competing for the color of the fragrance, it is the flower of the flow,
The wind flow of the Big Dipper is to indicate the direction,
The wind flow of the satellite is to encircle the earth.
We are human beings, the spirit of heaven and earth,
Our wind flow seems to be long-lasting!
We are in all walks of life,
We are in the same pursuit of the wind flow:
"A mouthful of clear" is the wind flow of the phone operator of the number of checking,
"A knife is accurate" is the butcher's salesman's
"The knife hand", is the female pedicurist's style,
"Tracing the spring man", is the cleaning team member's style ......
We want to make the clothes as beautiful as the heart,
We should make the material as rich as the spiritual!
Extract joy from labor as a reward,
Take victory from struggle as enjoyment.
However, every unexplained phenomenon
may be the entrance to a new discipline;
every achievement depends on the sweat of the water,
every question mark may be "the path to enlightenment"!
Labor, creativity, progress - there is no end to it!
Love of truth, love of goodness, love of beauty - without compromise!
This is the real style, yo, this is the real style,
Holding the colorful pen of the times in your hand;
Drawing the map of the Four Harmonies, building the building of happiness,
Playing the brocade and stacking the show on the land of nine million six hundred thousand square kilometers!
Let the people say: they have suffered setbacks, fell down,
but they took the mission of the times on their shoulders;
Let history say: they are good at thinking, dare to fight,
Worthy of a generation of the Chinese nation's wind ......
Winds of the song of the second
Winds of the song of the second
One, sing the song of wind flow again
Write wind flow yo, praise wind flow, five degrees of spring and autumn,
The year's "song of wind flow" can be obsolete?
Love the wind and the flow, love the wind and the flow, love is full of songs,
Today, singing the "wind and the flow of the song", who will take the lead?
Five years, the great river rushing, fish and dragons swimming,
wind waves in the advance of how many boats;
Five years, the sail by the wind, the boat hit the water to go,
The torrent of a number of talented people to create--
Reality of the "shepherd," counted on the wind flow,
Adversity in the two decades, to the study of psychology;
" contemporary Paul", "the", "the",
"the". Contemporary Paul", is worthy of the style,
in the desert of life to develop the oasis of ideal.
The hero of the Huashan rescue, is the group of the wind flow,
in the urgent moment to put the magnificent song;
like a fish in the water of the new factory director, is the enterprise of the wind flow,
in the wave of reform and opening up to stand up their chests and heads.
It is the wind flow of the times, yo, the wind flow of the times,
Put a song of "wind flow song", broadcast to the nine states!
At this moment, the window and the window are open to each other, the heart and the heart through the mail,
Autumn wind blows over you, also blows over my chest.
A goose, knocking the door gently,
Bringing the echo of the green mountain, the tide's greetings;
"The wind and current love us, we love the wind and current,
Friends, when will the new song of the wind and current be written?"
Looking at the east, west, south, north and south, the bamboo, green pine and green flowers,
Singing the song again, how can we tell who is first and who is last?
Looking at the industry, agriculture, science, education and culture, striving for reform,
Who is the most popular? It's hard to tell which is worse or better.
I think, I think, I feel that the talent is not enough,
I write, I change, often stretched to the limit ......
Distress, a bag of dirt flew to my desk,
Holding it, like the motherland in the hands of the mountains and rivers.
This soil, sent from the trenches on the front line of the Old Mountain,
There is an oath in the soil, and even more so in the pursuit of the warrior.
Holding it, a piece of shrapnel bit my hand,
Smell it, a burst of smoke choked my mouth.
A lightning bolt crossed the clouds of my thoughts,
Warrior, warrior is the leader of the wind!
My heart flew to the Old Mountain, flew to the southern border,
At once, the chest resounded with gunfire and roar.
I want to stand in for the warriors, singing the blood-stained wind flow,
The second "Wind Flow Song", unique for the warriors!
Two, blood-stained wind flow
...... blood flow enough, but still flowing,
Triangle belt has been unable to tie up my traumatized wounds;
...... blood flow is too much, but also to flow,
< p>The first aid kit is no longer able to provide first aid to my dying comrade.Fang was writing a letter home, treat blood stained sleeves,
Ballpoint pen is still clamped in his blown off hand;
Just now talking about Beijing, the turn of the eye bullet cracked body head,
This life can not go to the heroes in front of the monument to put the shadow to stay ......
I'm not willing to die, death is not in peace,
I'm not willing to die, death is not in peace,
I'm not willing to die, death is not in peace,
I'm not willing to be so killed. p>Not willing to be robbed by death like this!
I love life, I love it so much,\'
I miss my loved ones, I miss them so much my heart trembles.
Between battles, according to the pit closed eyes,
Dreaming in the heart of the lens:
Mother looking at me, standing at the entrance to the village,
How can I bear to let her gray hair add new sorrows;
Wife remembered me, worrying about me,
I as a riverbed, so that her love can run happily.
My newborn son doesn't need my medals,
With me, he will have a full mid-autumn;
I saw Dame Liang, I saw Yuxiu,
How can a single garland of flowers cover a thousand mounds.
Suddenly, a burst of gunfire woke me up,
I turned around and grabbed my gun, and threw myself into the battle-
The motherland needs me, her territory wants me to hold on to it,
So, I left everything I own behind:
Mining the mines with my body, I dared to shatter my bones for the sake of victory;
"Fire at me," I shouted, like Wang Cheng! roared!
Body tied grenades, with the enemy to die,
Pulling the blaster, and the position *** survival *** stay.
I died, my body could not be found on the position,
My loyalty and flesh and blood seeped into the mud;
I died, transformed into the white clouds on the Old Mountain,
Death also wrapped his arms around the motherland's peaks and refused to let go.
Motherland, have you seen my suicide note?
Blood-stained envelope in a blood-stained coat pocket:
"Elderly mother, don't shed your tears for me,
Donate your life for your country, and the mountains and the rivers and the mountains will not fall, and the children will not be immortalized;
"Dear wife, don't clench your heart for me,
May you regain your happiness, and after remarriage... ...
"Unseen son ah, do not blame Dad,
Dad is a soldier, soldiers can not let the motherland shame;
"Dad loves you, love your mother and grandmother,
It is precisely because of the love, which makes me blood spilled barren hills ......"
<Three, two kinds of wind flow
Just at this time, at the time you pull the blaster,
Beijinghai's rowing boat can no longer be loaded with too much tenderness;
Beautiful floral umbrellas, gently flicked the willow,
People's faces and the shadow of the flowers drifting on the water.
At this very moment, when you are hit by dozens of bullets,
the stone benches of the Pujiang River have been possessed by the goddess of love one by one;
murmuring words of love, snuggling up to each other,
embracing and kissing make even the moon feel shy.
The theater is playing Swan Lake, dream-like and gentle;
The ballroom is dancing disco, youth is whirling and twisting ......
The difference is surprisingly so vast, doomed to-
Some people bleed and die, others are peaceful and carefree!
Life is so realistic, the moment is -
Some people go to their deaths generously, some laugh on the restaurant.
Since the battle has opened, the gates of the country to be defended,
Either I bleed, or you bleed;
"Then let me bleed, the motherland,
Wearing a uniform, you have to have the bones of a soldier."
Since there is a thief at the door, one must fight,
Either you break your head or I break mine;
"Then let me go, mother,
Being a son of the motherland, one should share the same hatred with the motherland!"
You are sober, sober as a high mountain with its head high,
You are sensible, sensible as a river flowing east.
Is it not for the safety of the motherland?
You are the ones who look upon death as a home, and dust yourselves off to protect the enemy;
Isn't it for the safety of the motherland?
It is for the safety of the motherland that you are wearing thorns and thorns and writing in blood.
You kissed goodbye to the just four-month-old baby, came to drill the ravine,
gunfire in the rain of the wounded to rescue;
comrades' wounds are connected to the mouth of your heart,
the wounded a moan, your heart a burst of hard.
You nursing ceaselessly, you sing ceaselessly,
boiled red eyes, sing hoarse singing ......
Dreaming, you heard your son's cries again,
Wake up but all the mother's warmth to the comrades!
You are close to demobilization, fiancée frequently beckoned,
Sister wrote to say that the hometown is rich ......
For you to do the furniture, for you to build a small building,
Newly purchased car waiting for you to go back to the big show.
But the battle begins, should you leave or stay?
You grabbed the burden that wasn't yours to carry and put it on your shoulders!
With artillery fire like a net overhead and landmines like beans on the road,
You drove the "Liberation" in the sea of fire.
You died, died in the fiancée's dream,
Died in the little sister for you to decorate the new room ......
You graduated from the University of the future is like a brocade,
Why again into the military school, re-education and repair?
Girlfriend said you "stupid", and you broke up,
Boyfriends blame you "stupid", will be "self-inflicted".
But you went to the front line and led the battle,
A piece of cookie to eat, a cigarette to pass around to smoke.
How should the value of college students be measured,
The scales of war can weigh their integrity!
At this moment, listen to their hearts,
What do the living and the dead ask for?
"My greatest wish is to take a trip to the capital city,
framing my smiling face on the Tiananmen Tower."
"My highest request is to get a poem,
don't desecrate my casket with \'silly G.I. Joe\'!"
"Social recognition is my highest praise."
"People's understanding is my greatest thirst!"
"With my loved ones by my side, how could I ever be afraid of breaking my head in battle!"
"With my motherland behind me, I will turn into dust, but I will also flow!"
Four, more than the wind flow
The wind of the southern border, blowing in my chest,
The water of the southern border, flowing under my pen.
The hot old mountain soil, one by one, testifies,
The blood-red kapok, one by one, opens its mouth.
Speaking of the warrior's spirit, the flowers also cry,
Speaking of the cruelty of war, the mountain also trembles.
This is the construction period, people are accustomed to reaching out,
Doing a point of contribution, deserve a pay;
This is the era of peace, life cloth new in addition to the old,
Have the right to labor, have the right to enjoy
The battle is localized, localized fighting,
Can be localized is often the more intense exchange of hands.
The sky is a million miles away, easy to be forgotten by the rear in the back of the head,
Argumentation of merit, should not be omitted but often omitted ......
Just because, although your side of the sky, the rain of bullets,
But his side of the ground, flowers and lush forests and secluded-
Inventor-creator, can apply for a patent,
Inventor-creator, can apply for a patent.
The "patent" of the warrior is to shed blood and throw his head!
He got a bonus for the five shirts he overproduced,
You were blown up and bled out when you rowed the five hundred and eleventh mine.
A hundred warriors died generously, without frowning,
In order to recapture a button on the lapel of his mother;
A thousand warriors stood by, majestically,
In order to ensure that a flower of the motherland is not stolen by thieves ......
Men's masculinity, daughters' juanxiu,
Intertwined here into the warrior's style;
Daughter's style, male style,
all stepping on the smoke, stepping on the rhythm of the war drums.
It is you, who write the most beautiful poems,
It is you, who snap the best balls!
It is you, who brew the wine of life,
It is you, who defend the true flow of wind.
Defenders of the earth, you are richer than the earth,
Barriers of the wind and flow, you are more than the wind and flow!
The people testify: about ideals, about pursuits,
your understanding is a step above reality;
history testifies: about dedication, about the wind and flow,
You have given a good lead to the youth of China ......
Three Songs for Wind and Flow
I, Three singing the song of the wind flow
Saying wind flow yell, singing wind flow, love flies to the nine states,
The second "song of the wind flow", and then not to go away.
Chasing the wind and stream yell, catching the wind and stream, each leading a thousand,
"Wind and stream song" has won countless friends.
Poetry surges in the heart, like an arrow on a string,
Once shot, it no longer belongs to the author.
Reader's expectation turns into my worry,
How much longer do I have to wait for the three songs of "Windfall Song"?
I was pushed onto the stage as if I were a back-up singer,
and couldn't afford to be shy under the lights and the crowd.
...... marching pledge, should drink three cups of wine;
...... on stage to sing, should be sung three songs of the wind!
The third "wind flow song" I have not yet thought of,
but enthusiastic friends are already running for me.
Fujian readers sent daffodil bulbs,
They mailed the spring light with their suggestions:
Please write about the redheads overseas, unforgettable mid-autumn festival in their homeland;
The solidified dream, with a half-cup of buds in a clear spring, that is, the buds will be pumped.
The letter from the Tianshan Mountain carries the tenderness of the snow lotus,
They hit me in the chest with autumn colors and deep feelings;
Please write about the youth of all ethnic groups, sweat poured out the oasis,
When the melons and fruits are in the air, see the gold and silver full of grooves,......
The body is out of office, but the heart is not retired,
< p>Can't build bridges and pave roads, but also put the night patrol.The letter from the blind girl again makes my heart tremble,
Though it is a doudoune moncler pas cher, but never see the doudoune moncler pas cher;
I am a disabled person, but there is no disability love and worry,
No perfect body also want to sing the perfect flow of wind!
Love is warmer than the spring breeze, yo, the letter is like a snowflake thick,
From Yunnan, to be from Haiqing, from Guangzhou ......
Some people suggested to write about the miners, will be the sunshine extraction;
Some people let me write about the doctor, to save the life;
Some people let me write about the teacher, will be their own dedication;
I was asked to write about seafarers, who travel the world.
SAR people praise Shenzhen, reform and openness fly together;
Loggers praise the forest area, a hundred birds *** morning sunshine and play ......
Call the eight winds, blowing open the layers of the chest,
How do I outline, not fall into the pattern?
As long as you write "one", you may leave out "ten thousand",
The peaks and peaks of the hot land where I was born and raised compete with each other!
How deep is the friendship of the readers,
I don't want to sing about it unless my blood is rusty.
Even if you can't be like the "flying sky" scattered flowers in the clouds,
You have to learn the rules of the son, crowing blood and not resting ......
One of the times and the flow of wind
An era has its own era of wind,
A great time is a great time,
A great time is a great place to be. p>The great stream of wind is the great reform made.
I pondered 1966-1976,
The annihilation of the wind flow, resulting in the calendar spattered with blood in the spring and fall;
I sang 1976-1986,
Three write wind flow, by what kind of the giant pen to carry on the past and the future?
I long to dissect the waves of the tide of the times,
I call out to the poetic titans who were the first to chant the wind and stream.
My surname is Su, and I have never dared to presume to call myself a descendant of Dongpo,
but the great river of Su Dongpo is running in my chest.
The river broke through the three gorges, past the White Emperor, ran to the mouth of the sea,
The old-timer, you are like the mainstay of the river to stay!
It was you who raised your glass to the sky and asked when the moon would come;
It was you who wrote a poem to express your heart's desire for a long time to come.
But you sang about the "wind and flow" of the past
The concept of the dictionary is also too old.
Inviting Su Jushi to return to his homeland to roam,
See how the young people of the 1980s were so flamboyant;
"......We are petroleum workers, the wind and rain on the aluminum helmets,
Ludong Battle, from all directions, gathered in the lower reaches of the Yellow River.
"China's youngest land, a sandbar,
Only the shadow of the yellow clover cabbage is seen waving its hand toward the beach.
"At the word of command, we began "rolling development,"
fifty-five rigs roaring at once.
"The underground river of the sun seduces us,
and our veins are half blood and half crude oil.
"Fighting blowouts, we sacrifice our lives to become living statues,
Drilling deep wells, night and day we dare to drill the earth through!
"The Yellow River, yo, raises the dragon's head of hope,
Listen to a new chorus, singing the wind!"
"...... I'm an explorer now, go rafting in the Yangtze River,
The raft is stuck in the bottom of the river I'm magnificent.
"My expedition notes are not yet finished,
Dreams of conquering the heavenly dangers were swept away by the whirlpool ......
"I didn't die, my soul transformed into a wave,
Frosty morning and moonlight, beckoning from the crest of the wave.
"And so the succeeding warriors came up,
footing the source of the Yangtze River to trace the source of history.
"The will-assembled sealed boat launched with vigor,
drifting the ideal, drifting the pursuit.
"The Tiger Leaping Gorge is fast, the Jinsha River wall is steep,
but the windy song in our hearts weighs heavily on the sky!"
"I am a young teacher, drilling into the wild mountains,
Self-funded expedition to the wild man has been eight spring and fall.
"With my traveling bag on my shoulder and my last words in my coat pocket,
I may feed my body to the wild beasts at any time.
"The rain of Shennongjia and the wind of Gechuan River
have made me even thinner.
"Sleeping with my body tied to a tree, injuries and illnesses can only save themselves,
Earthquakes and landslides have not made me back off.
"For the sake of the motherland, in order to solve the mystery of the savage,
I was detained as a fugitive several times.
"Sacrificing my life to explore to experience the real wind heh,
To suffer for science is my greatest enjoyment ......"
"... ...I'm a Beijing college student who volunteered to go to Lhasa,
Reporting by bicycle to see enough of the river and mountains.
"B - L plan, Pangu did not,
All the way to investigate the folklore and folk customs to put social research.
"Sleeping in the wilderness, and the wolf than the endurance,
My eyes Jingjing, the wolf's eyes green light ghost.
"I can only invite the moon for companionship, but the moon has been hijacked by the clouds,
The lone campfire depicts the embroidery of the heart.
"Treading through a thousand hardships, finally the song of triumph,
I carry the Beijing sunset to the door of the Potala Palace ......"
May life be as bright as a summer flower, striving for beauty,
May death be as quiet and beautiful as an autumn leaf, decaying as soon as possible. and decay as quickly as possible.
Turned into spring mud, beauty will be regenerated,
Why should the wind blow down the flowers on the branches, overly demanding.
Please Su Shi for the present people to repair the words and phrases:
The great river goes to the east, the waves can not be exhausted, a thousand years of the wind flow!
Three, the wind flow of reform
There are hot and cold temperatures on, there is the wind born;
There are high and low ground, there is the flow of water.
Heart to the open world, I am contemplating;
Face to face the reality of the reform, I am exploring -
Yesterday's closed off-limits area, today walk at will,
Reform reclaimed the plow furrow of the new concept;
The past "
The logic of development has been universally accepted today,
and it is here that the logic of new and old has been laid down.
But the reforms are far from smooth,
Bloodied feet are being hampered by thorns and trenches.
Feudal consciousness and unhealthy winds such as a basket of crabs,
torn, pincered and entangled ......
You create how many achievements there are how many curses,
You leather how many shortcomings will cause how many grievances.
You are in the front of the battle, some people in the wall look at,
need to criticize the "right" when you are born "right".
You can be the target, but the gun is in their hands.
Whenever you are doing your job, there are people who are trying to get you out of the way.
The good factory manager who can't be sued,
What's wrong with you,
It's just that you're being treated as a rival by the mediocre ones because you're so smart.
Some factory managers have no way out, like a mountain blocking the doorway;
Some enterprises have no way out, like a cow in a well.
The journey of reform has had countless struggles,
The history of the road is paved with the flesh and blood of the dedication!
Some people lament, "His life is undecided about the rest of this life."
Some people sing, "A breath of life is still flowing!"
"I am the flagpole, always raise the flagpole over the top,"
"I am the awl, even if the first rotten also want to come out!"
"Climbing the mountain to be the picker", "Sailing the ship I am the helmsman",
"Standing I learn the abutment", "Carrying the weight I am the axle."
The road is also long huh, the clouds are also thick,
China has come to a new intersection ......
Four, all sing the song of the wind
It's time, now is the best time,
The time is ripe for political reform;
It's time is rare to have a time like this,
Wouldn't it be common to have reforms of the state system!
Reform produces talent, reform produces leaders,
Reform produces efficiency, reform produces style.
Mountains sing the song of the wind, sing the green fat and red thin,
Using the "flowers" on the Longshan, Shaanxi's Albatross;
Water sings the song of the wind, sing the giant boat,
Borrowing the Yellow River boatman shouted, the Yangtze River slender man roar.
Friends, please renew your respective wind flows,
and replace the solo of my bamboo flute with a majestic symphony.
Kunlun plays the brass trumpet, Moth Eyebrows is the drummer,
The five fingers of the Five Fingers Mountain rubbed ......
Singing the fisherman's maiden of the Zhuhai Sea, the rider of the grassland,
Singing the blameless man of affairs, relieving the people's sorrows!
One leaf blind to see the forest, can not be counted as a flirt;
Two ears plug beans do not hear the thunder, is really shallow!
Knowing how to chew the words and memorize the books is false learning;
Can text and martial arts can strain, is really excellent!
It's a wild card if you only know how to use your power for personal gain;
It's a good idea if you are able to work and do business, but it's a good idea if you're able to develop your own business!
Mo complain, you bowl of vegetables, his plate of meat,
Rice pots and bowls will be linked to your performance;
Don't be discouraged, you are not well endowed, he is uniquely endowed,
Qi and not give up on being able to put the Jinshi towers!
I appreciate the east plum, autumn chrysanthemums, summer lotus and spring willow,
They are all in their seasons to dominate;
I sing of the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon,
They are all for the competition of all things to provide freedom.
The blue sky flows, giving color to every ray of sunshine,
Eagles and cranes fly together, singing "White clouds are a thousand years of joy";
The earth flows, the ground is planted in spring and harvested in autumn,
The heart of the earth is hot and spews oil from drilling a deep well;
The sea flows, giving vitality to every drop of water;
The sea flows, giving vitality to every drop of water;
The sea flows, giving vitality to every drop of water;
The sea flows, giving vitality to every drop of water. water droplets with vigor,
White flight to forge ahead, the waves fly out countless seagulls.
People wind flow yo, water can carry boats can overturn boats,
Promote history, democracy and science are the right and left hands.
I am the people, the people are struggling in unison,
People's hearts will cast nine tripods, proving the immortality of reform;
I am history, the road of history is being refurbished,
The future wheels are rolling, carrying generations of wind flow ......