Lying in a remote village, I don't feel sorry for myself, but I still want to defend the wheel platform for my country.
Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.
The last two sentences are fiction. The dream of "Tiema Glacier" is condensed in a word "dream", and the image is touching. The poet formed a dream of military expedition out of concern for national affairs, and reappeared his ambition of "guarding the wheel platform" in the form of a dream. Dream reflects the sorrow of political reality: the poet is unwilling to kill the enemy because he wants to serve the country, and his feelings of defending the enemy can only be shaped in his dream.