There are poems commemorating the fine traditions inherited by revolutionary martyrs.

The door where people go in and out is locked, and the hole where dogs climb out is open.

A voice shouted-climb out and set you free!

I long for freedom, but I deeply know-how can a person's body climb out of a dog hole!

I hope that one day, the underground fire will burn me and this living coffin together.

I deserve to live forever in fire and blood!

Walk in chains

Walking in chains on the long street, stumbling one after another, the city people are vying for attention, and I have no shame at all.

Walking in the street with chains, the city people were shocked by the sound of chains, and my heart was at peace.

Walking in chains on the long street, the more ambitious you are and the more you fight as a prisoner, the workers and peasants will be liberated.

Self-sworn poem

I am very happy to see the rise of oriental spirit, and I don't ask about harvest and cultivation.

I am willing to give my blood to my future land in exchange for permanent peace in China.

Express my feelings by the river.

Swear to cross the river for the country, not for the home.

Are all men good? Why are women so bad?

I will be loyal to my motherland and have a boiling passion.

The black water in Baishan can wipe out the enemy, and the standard is as red as a flower.

Poetry of justice

Snow is flying all over the sky, and sorrow is everywhere. Why is the revolution afraid of beheading?

Keep your son's arrogance and avenge the king of Chu three years later!