一曲高歌,你令我枪杆子捏得更紧;茫茫大野,冰雪寒宵,这旋律唱暖了战士的心,艰难的双脚,也忘了征路苦辛,庄严沉毅的脸上又见到笑意盈盈。溶入大自然为一品。回到北京家里,却喜有孙小堪怜, 妻贤相敬, 温馨晚境。只一天— 你玉楼赴召, 随万千先行者以去, 永谢琴音。他的乐曲,响遍? A song, you make my gun pinched tighter; Ohno, ice cold night, this melody sing warm warrior’s heart, hard feet, but also forgot the path of hard work, the solemn Shen Yi’s face see To smile. Into the nature as a product. Back to the Beijing home, but like the Sun Xiaoxiang, wives respect, warm late. Only one day - you go to the floor Yu Building, with thousands of pioneers to go, forever Xie Qin sound. His music, over and over?