Here, I want to sing a person. He is not a general, but he has made countless contributions; He is not a writer, but he wrote immortal poems; He is so ordinary, so young, like a small spring rain, but it permeates the hearts of hundreds of millions of people! Why, why, is the name of this 22-year-old soldier in China's heart?
He is a drop of water, but it can reflect the brilliance of the whole sun! Oh, he is a bird that just spread its wings, but he can fly to the party wholeheartedly! Oh, he just lit the lights, but every beam was not wasted! Oh, this is a drum that just sounded, but it can make every Hua Song thunder!
Oh, Lei Feng! You don't make songs for yourself, you don't knit clothes for yourself; You don't comb your feathers for yourself, nor do you shed a tear for a person.
Oh, Lei Feng! You, a note in the internationale, you, a fiber on the red flag; You, a red flower among flowers. You, a drop of water in the spray! Youth! Eternal life! Magnificent!
See Private Lei Feng, one echo at a time, one song at a time, reaching the infinite century in the future!