Inadvertently blows a green peach
Bitter cabbage flowers open their smiles
Wake up the green flowers all over the mountain
Winter jasmine blows again
The horn for going out
Comrades, I would like to walk with you.
Turbidity of material desires
It has not diluted our friendship.
Let's fight.
Let's sit back and wait.
Let's be connected by blood.
We have the same title.
Comrades, In a trench,
Life and death and ***
The spring of dreams has arrived
She has drowned my passion
The leaping soul
The branches have already flown
Waiting for the arrival of flowers in full bloom
The old tree reflects the long scene
The new green spring is born again
The soul of the army
. Listen
that's the sound of spring running
and our soldiers
sword dancing at dawn, and the cry of a strong army
vigorous charm
tide surging in ancient and modern times
fighting demons
loyal souls shaking off Kun
comrades-in-arms. Let's March forward in the spring breeze of a strong army
.