Who doesn't miss their parents, who doesn't miss their hometown, who doesn't yearn for reunion and who doesn't want to be together, but the cold steel gun needs someone to carry, and the boundary pillar of the motherland needs someone to stand guard.
I am a soldier, with a steel gun in my hand, standing at the border, guarding my hometown.
The Spring Festival is a time for all families to get together, but I can't go home because I am a soldier.
My family are all soldiers, both on land, sea and air. I love them. Happy new year to family and comrades all over the world!
The following article is addressed to all soldiers.
At home, my father should be posting couplets, my mother should be busy wrapping jiaozi, and I haven't eaten jiaozi wrapped by my mother for a long time. It's New Year's Eve again. I wonder if my parents are okay at home? Have the ruthless years added new wrinkles to parents' foreheads?
Dad, mom, I can't go home during the Spring Festival, and I can't spend the Spring Festival with you. Please take care of yourself.
I'm a soldier, and I keep my thoughts to myself. During the Spring Festival, I have been playing and practicing.
I am a soldier. During the Spring Festival, we strengthened the patrol on the border.
I am a soldier. During the Spring Festival, I am now in my post, with the border of other countries in front and the lovely motherland behind, dreaming that my family can have a peaceful and peaceful New Year. I have guarded them for two years, and others have guarded me all my life.
On the occasion of the Spring Festival, pay tribute to the Second Artillery Corps and the armed police soldiers!
Pay tribute to the soldiers who guard the frontiers, islands and remote and hard areas of the motherland!