每每观望硝烟弥漫的靶场,聆听炮弹炸响的轰鸣声,我总会想起一个人。透过浓浓的硝烟我仿佛看见了他似利箭般冲锋的身影,穿越隆隆的炮声我似乎听到了他追梦的呐喊。他便是我的老副营长——王铁明。或许是与草原有关。自小在内蒙古大草原长大的他,身上秉承了塞外草原爽朗的性格和雄鹰翱翔蓝天的气魄。他身上散发出的大草原天然纯真的气息感染着身边的每一位战友,每每想起总会令人敬佩不已。 Whenever I watch the filled smoke field, listening to the roar of shells, I always think of one person. Through thick smoke I seemed to see him like an arrow charge assault figure, through the rumble of guns I seem to hear the cry of his dreams. He is my old battalion commander - Wang Tiedong. May be related to grasslands. Since he grew up in the prairie in Inner Mongolia, he inherited the plump grassland hearty character and the eagle soaring blue sky spirit. He exudes the natural prairie pure natural atmosphere of infection around every comrade in arms, always think of always admirable.