The years are long and the journey is long. Since the day of its birth, the Communist Party of China has given the people and the times a historical mission; without waves, there would be no small bridges and flowing water, let alone blue spring water. Standing tall despite wind and rain, bearing abundant fruits, attracting the attention of the world. Our party has gone through 101 years of glorious history. To commemorate the birthday, I wrote a small poem to express my feelings. The poem uses the clear spring of the creek as the entry point, and through a clear water, witnesses the footprints of the founding of the party.
In an era that could not be fixed, she entered the big universe.
She did not rise and fall, but flowed tirelessly.
The clarity and sweetness are better than any other nectar in the world.
She looked down low to the ground, but looked up high.
See the withering and ups and downs of all forms, and see the turbulent flow of hundreds of rivers.
Through that innocence, she felt the freshness.
The flags reflect the red sky, and the red blazing red sky is not the same as the night sky.
She has saved heroes, she has helped orphans and young children.
She has experienced the smoke of gunfire, and she has nursed newborn babies.
tragic, tragic and heroic,
painful, struggling and suffering.
cheered and celebrated the victory, one by one passed through her eyes.
When the rivers converged,
she looked back and smiled in the valley.
