The string of security is always tense, and you are writing a free and easy life poem. Workshops, warehouses and freight yards are full of your guards' footprints, hidden dangers, loopholes and dangers, which can't escape your vigilant eyes. Rain or shine, round after round of inspection, year after year.
Tie peace, arouse vigilance, sow hope and reap peace. Turn the string of jumping notes under your feet into a quiet and sweet dream. Tomorrow, tomorrow will be better, and there is a trace of your affection in beauty. Smoke filled with majesty, in front of the fire demon, set off a clank of iron. Like a beautiful peacock, she became a vulture chasing fire.
Wearing the baptism of smoke and fire is your brave testimony.
A youthful and sunny team; A group of men with boiling blood; Glorious and sacred mission; A warm-blooded Long song. You are King Kong, loyal and reliable, and you are an angel who goes through fire and water. How calm you are in the face of disaster, the orange glow is your sign. Growing up under guard, dreams began to sprout, and the experience and will of the troops began to grow stronger.
Take an oath under the national emblem, protect the lights of thousands of families, practice under the national flag, and escort the motherland all the way forward. The ubiquitous race, the race against death, the ubiquitous race, the race against time. Life is at stake, you saved the day, and you survived. How many lives are more brilliant because of you, and how many lives dare to wither.
The fire took you away and performed a magnificent fire youth. You sublimate in the fire and live forever in the fire.