Poems about veterans

It's sad to send cold rain to veterans once a year. The fog is far away and the clouds are dark. There were bursts of singing and gongs and drums. Take care, two lines of tears. Wild geese seek their homeland, and people return to their hometown. Who is in charge of gathering and dispersing? Who did the clutch hurt? Pipa is easy to play, but difficult to sing in the sun. When people go to love, their dreams are short and long. When you leave a message, you must think about it. Peace and happiness, happiness and good luck. Life is full of trade, scholars, farmers and businessmen. There is no distinction between men and women, and Heng Chang is very diligent. Sparrows fly, swans fly, each wishes, which is weak and which is strong! Use money wisely and succeed smoothly. Open, play in the army!