“心口呀莫要这么厉害地跳,灰尘呀莫把我眼睛挡住了……手抓黄土我不放,紧紧儿贴在心窝上。……几回回梦里回延安,双手搂定宝塔山。千声万声呼唤你,——母亲延安就在这里!”……50年前,那个还是“米酒油馍木炭火,团团围定炕上坐”的春天,诗人贺敬之的一首《回延安》,不仅唱出了 “My heart did not want to so much to jump, the dust did not stop my eyes ... ... lobster grasping hand I hold, tightly attached to my heart ... ... back to Yan’an a few back to the dream, with both hands set the pagoda hill. Thousands of voice call you, - mother Yan’an is here! ”... ... 50 years ago, that is still“ rice wine charcoal charcoal fire, the delegation set to sit on the kang ”spring, poet He Jingzhi a“ back to Yan’an ”, Not only sing it