Mars
The mountains are full of the fragrance of weeds,
The mountains are full of glowing new green,
The mountains are full of noisy streams.
Zhejiang drip, drip, drip.
It rained in Mao Mao all day.
Knocking on my sentry box and stone wall.
I thought of golden beach,
I remember the misty rain on banana night,
I think of the horseshoes in Saibei.
There, there is a village where I lived.
I've walked a lot,
Everyone has my unforgettable comrades and brothers.
Today, unless they miss me,
Send a message through this shining rain,
Every time, every word. ...
I know their affectionate words,
A raindrop, a throat,
Hope to tell me the same sentence: be alert!
The interpretation of this poem
The first and second sections shape the image of a soldier standing guard in the rain. He is full of energy and high spirits, and his heart is full of happiness and joy.
Appreciation of this poem
In the third and fourth quarters, the association was carried out from near to far, and the scene was open and magnificent, reappearing the glorious experience of soldiers defending their country and defending their country.