2. Praise for the border guards: comrades-in-arms: Maybe you are infatuated with the Jiangnan water town where flowers bloom and grass grow and warblers fly in March, or maybe you love the northern scenery where the mountains, snakes and wax elephants dance together.
But my classmate, Wang Benfu, a student of the Ninth Team of Political Work, wrote his youth on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau where there were no birds in the sky and no grass on the ground, and devoted his blood to the Gobi Desert in Wan Li, Karakorum. But gold shines everywhere, which is the place where soldiers need to take root in the motherland most.
That's why you volunteered to go to the border ten years ago. 1988, when you walked out of Zhengzhou air defense academy, you resolutely gave up the opportunity to stay in the city, abandoned the old army in Kaifeng, which was only 2 kilometers away from home, and boarded the train bound for the northwest border.
From the Central Plains city to the snowy plateau, every step is a difficult journey, from Tianshan Mountain to Kunlun Mountain, with endless waves in the desert. There are only sandstorms here, only high mountains and valleys, which is the "forbidden area of life" judged by biologists.
Altitude sickness is your first baptism. At first, your face turned black and white, then you gasped, your temperature rose and you vomited.
At this moment, you can't suppress your severe headache, but you are trying to suppress your trembling legs; You can't protect yourself from strong ultraviolet rays, but you bite your chapped lips hard. Some people say that lying on the plateau is also a kind of dedication.
But on the training ground, you would rather lose a pound of meat than simplify an action; I would rather shed a drop of blood than lose a piece of data. When your training experience of more than 50,000 words has been fully affirmed by the military authority, when you broke the actual shooting record of the red tassel -5 missile of the whole army, you became an elite trainer stationed in the snowy plateau, but you silently told yourself that you must have the tenacity of Hu Yangshu and the purity of Snow Lotus to truly become the pride of the soldiers in this land.
With the glorious title of "Defender of Kunlun Mountain", you are like a red willow rooted in Gobi. On the fertile soil of Nanzhengyuan, Mu Feng thrives. Just as you overcame altitude sickness, you overcame one difficulty after another after entering school.
The difference between things is nearly three hours, which is the first problem you encounter when you enter school. In order to adjust the biological clock and ensure falling asleep on time, I insist on taking sleeping pills every night.
In order to capture the "fortress" of English, you wrap the small alarm clock layer by layer with a towel, put it under your pillow, and wake yourself up half an hour in advance every day to read English and recite words. Whenever you encounter problems, you always remind yourself that you are from Kunlun, and you can fight against deserts and storms, drought and cold. You have no reason to run away, and you have no reason to back down. You only have to make progress, only make progress, keep making progress.
Finally, in the first academic year, you were successively rated as the "Top Ten" young people and outstanding students in the college. You are always proud to say that you have a home that you don't need to worry about, but your 6-year-old daughter often cries on the phone: "Dad, mom is sick again, come back soon!" " "This is longing, expectation and the call of love! This heartbreaking phone call left you speechless.
An hour before returning to school in the summer vacation, my wife was still infusion. You bought a box of fast food noodles and put them on the bed. It is the husband's duty to hold her hand tightly. This is not to do one's duty, it clearly owes an unpayable family debt! Yes, you often say that children don't understand deserts and soldiers, but she knows that there is no school, no partners and no candied haws that she loves.
Unexpectedly, in the same land, there are her father's post, her father's comrades-in-arms, her father's favorite snow lotus and red willow. Only the antelope can see Xue Lian's tears, and only the wife can convey her understanding.
Your wife, who has worked for you three times, told you in her letter that she sewed ten pairs of antifreeze gloves for you. Reading this unpretentious language, your hot tears melt in the white stationery and the land where you were born and raised under your feet.
Soldiers in the new century will shoulder a new historical mission, and in a few months, you will return to that magical place that haunts your heart. Please take us, with the blessings of all classmates and comrades-in-arms, to cultivate the frontier land together, sow the seeds of hope, harvest the fruits of youth, and cast the immortal military soul of Gobi.
3. A five-character poem describing the frontier soldiers: Guan Shanyue, Li Bai and the bright moon rise from the mountains in the sky. In the infinite haze of the sea of clouds, the wind blows from thousands of miles away, knocking on the battlements of Yumenguan, China marches on Deng Bai Road, and the Tatar army peeps on the blue bay, because there is no famous battle in history to send all the soldiers back. The defenders looked at the border town, missing their hometown, and their eyes were full of longing. High-rise buildings should not be idle at night. One of the songs is Li Bai's Five In the snow in Tianshan Mountain, which is cold without flowers. The flute smells the willow, but the spring scenery is not seen. Sean Xiao followed the golden drum. Sleep at night, holding the jade saddle. I can't wait to cut Loulan straight with the sword under my waist. The first thing to do when going out is that Du Fu takes bow as strength and arrow as length. Shoot the horse first, catch the thief first, catch the king first Killing is limited, and countries have their own borders. If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more? Insert a song (2) The Lulun forest is dark, the wind blows, and the general tries to shoot at night. The next morning, the white arrow is deeply embedded in the stone, the moonlight is shining, the wild geese are flying, and the Tatar leader is fleeing.
4. Tang Frontier Poems and Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Wu and Wu's Return to his hometown.
The north wind rolled the white grass and blew it to pieces. The snow in August crossed the sky of Tatar, like the strong wind in spring, blowing at night and blowing the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
It entered the pearl shutters, it wetted the silk curtains, a fur coat felt very cold, and a thin bow with cotton pad became stiff and could hardly be pulled, making it difficult to protect their iron clothes.
Shahin is deep and gloomy because of the unfathomable ice, and there is no peace in Wan Li, but we drink to the guests who come back from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.
Until dusk, when the snow overwhelmed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road.
Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.
An ancient battle song by Don Richie.
On sunny days, we went up the mountain to look for the torch of war in the sky. At yellow dusk, we drank horses in the river at the border. When the beat of the drums echoed in the sand wind, we heard the guitar of the Chinese princess telling her endless sadness.
There is no town for 3,000 miles, except for the camp, until the heavy sky joins the vast desert and cries in the snow, the wild geese fly from night to night, and the Tatar children have many tears to shed.
But we heard that Yuguan was still besieged, and soon we gambled on our light chariots. Every year, we buried countless bones in the desert, but we only expected grapes to enter China.
Tang William Wang's Liangzhou Ci
Grapes, wine, luminous cups, if you want to drink pipa, hurry immediately. I stopped laughing when I was drunk in the sand. How many wars have you fought since ancient times?
Li Tang Guanbai Mountain Moon
The moon is high in the sky, the sea of clouds is boundless, and the wind has blown Yumenguan battlements for thousands of miles.
China's army marched along Deng Bai Road, while the Tatar army stared at the blue waters of the bay, because there was no famous battle in history that sent all its soldiers back.
I am stationed in the border town, thinking of my hometown with longing eyes, thinking of those people who are tossing and turning in the upstairs room tonight and can't rest.