Looking back on the special collection of military poems

I was eighteen that year.

Pack your bags and leave home.

I didn't look back at my farewell mother.

I didn't know her eyes were full of tears.

But I am preoccupied with the prosperity of the city.

I was eighteen that year.

I met her in a strange city.

She has a sweet smile and long hair.

Willing to listen to my heartfelt words

Said he would go to the ends of the earth with me.

I was eighteen that year.

I've seen how cunning the adult world is.

Slowly, I also became complicated.

I am afraid of these changes.

People say I understand.

I was eighteen that year.

I guess

I began to grow up in this year.

I was eighteen that year.

That year, I was eighteen.

Packed up and left home.

Come to the army and put on camouflage clothes.

Hand-held steel gun for shoulder resistance

Shouted, 12 1 1.

Sweat dripped on the chain.

One. Two. Three. Four, one, two, three, four

I was eighteen that year.

Go and stand guard with the monitor

Sunbathing during the day and playing hide-and-seek with the stars at night.

We are not afraid of wind, frost, snow and rain.

Perseverance and courage together.

arrange

One two three four one two three four.

The army is our home.

The motherland is our mother.

Eighteen-year-olds are also very strong.

Blood and sweat, defend the frontier.

Brotherhood

An unchanging ideal in my heart

Be good friends.

One, two, three, four. One two three four

..... Is this it?