有一种声音像春雷,唤醒了边关的生机;有一种独白像春雨,抚慰了守边人的心;有一种呢喃像歌儿,让我们百听不厌。这就是军嫂的倾诉。嫂子您说吧,我们一直在听,一直在用军人是太阳,他们让笑容更灿烂,让鲜花更美丽。他们的背后,是一双双企盼的眼,一副副柔弱的肩,担起一个叫家的重荷,盼着一个叫幸福的好梦。 There is a voice like a spring thunder, which arouses the vitality of the border. There is a monologue like a spring rain, which soothes the heart of the defenders. There is a kind of song like a song that we can never get tired of. This is the military sister’s talk. Sister-in-law You say it, we have been listening, the military has been using the sun, they make the smile more brilliant, so that flowers are more beautiful. Behind them, there is a pair of eyes that one hopes for, one pair of weak shoulders, bearing the heavy load of a family, looking forward to a good dream called happiness.