雪花飘飞，夜幕降临，透骨的季风摇曳着那颗思乡的心。临窗而立，空旷的原野依然万物枯凋，唯有那家园的萋萋芳草，在我心中永不褪色。挥挥手，在那个霜披雾罩的清晨，没有眼泪的我潇洒地道别了那个豫西南小镇，行囊空空，步入保安的殿堂，接受藏蓝队伍的培养。清一色保安... The snow drifts, the night falls, the penetrating monsoon swaying that homesick heart. Closer to the window, the open wilderness is still withered, only the home of the fickle grass in my heart will never fade. Waved his hand, in the cream fog cover early in the morning, no tears, I said good-bye to the southwestern town of Henan, luggage empty, into the security hall, to accept the cultivation of Tibetan blue team. Clear security ...