蓝天,白云,青山。黄的巴蕉果上,绿的兰花草丛,鸟语,花香,蛙鸣。咦!这里不是血火战地吗?怎么会象画儿一样新美?这里距前沿阵地很近,但没有枪林弹雨。这是一个洁白的世界:硝烟回旋在白色的海洋中,炮火闪耀在洁白的空间里,病房就是阵地,就是哨位!哦,难怪一位朋友说:他一呼吸到这里白色透明的空气,便顿觉灵魂壮严、神圣了许多。 Blue sky, white clouds, green hills. Yellow banana fruit, green orchid grass, birds, flowers, frogs.咦! This is not bloody battlefield? How will be the same as the new picture? Here from the front position is very close, but no bullets. This is a white world: smoke whirling in the white ocean, fire shine in white space, the ward is the position, that is, the whistle! Oh no wonder a friend said: he breathe here, the white, transparent air, lunch Feel strong soul, a lot of sacred.