2. Start first, arrive as soon as possible, and dedicate the best years for the villagers in trouble. I owe my body an operation, my wife a farewell and my parents a reunion. When the flood rages, you are a retrograde person on the wave. After the heavy rain, you are the bright light in the sky.
We found you among the blooming flowers. Nature hits you with snow, and you return it with songs. Fate puts you on a dangerous cliff, and you give fragrance to the world. I am not afraid of being crushed to dust, and I have no intention of fighting for spring. I use my blooming life to express my stubbornness to the world. You are the laurel tree on the cliff and the plum blossom in the snow.
4. The faint light on a cold night illuminates passers-by; The fiery red stove smells of family. The kitchen in this mean alley cooks anxiety and bitterness, brings out warmth and fragrance, and is used to seeing joys and sorrows. You always prepare charcoal fire silently.
5. dive in the morning sun and breathe fire against the west wind. A sharp knife in the air, with one as ten; The territory is solid, patrolling the sky and protecting the home. The mountains and rivers are safe, and the eagle of the motherland flies higher. The stars you carved on the fuselage are the cruise coordinates of the soldiers.
6. No one can be invulnerable, and blood can melt fear; No one is born brave, and the responsibility urges you to pretend again. All parties make overall plans and provide services in many ways. You write legends with mortal strength.