Wish the border guards.

D 1 Wearing a green military uniform and holding a submachine gun. Not afraid of cold and suffering, guarding the border all day long. These are the border guards of China people. They charge for us with their lives and defend our country with their youth. Stick to your mission in that sparsely populated and harsh environment.

D2 Some people say that youth is a river and an inexhaustible spiritual source. Happy fish, melancholy aquatic plants and beautiful shells are all thrown into the arms of eternal treasures; Some people say that youth is a poem, a hazy poem. No one really understands her, which is a specious feeling; I said, youth is a tree, a tree that grows in the wind and rain. After years of baptism, suddenly looking back, she is still as young as ever. I spent my youth in a military camp. There is no lingering romance and love of cutting candles in the west window, only the screams of war horses, the shouts of males and the vast forests and snowfields. I paid all my enthusiasm for the steel gun in my hand.

D3 The western border of the motherland is covered with mountains and thorns. You climb and trudge in the lonely mountains. How many rugged mountain roads, how many green military shoes, how many dense jungles, how many times you have camped in forests and hills, and how many warm bonfires you have lit. After hard work and unremitting efforts, you finally found the boundary pillar of China! In spring, you sweep the dust off it; In summer, you pull out the weeds around you; In autumn, you cut off the sheltered shrubs; In winter, you wipe away the thick snow. You take care of him as your own life, because he symbolizes the dignity of the motherland! At this moment, you forget your fatigue and show a bright smile! Because, the motherland is in your heart! The people are in your hearts!

D4 Even if one day, kapok will wither. It also wants to pray for the breeze to blow into the sky and let the petals fly all over the sky, leaving the last dance to the border guards and remembering the whole summer. A kapok plant, from ancient times to the present, has experienced many vicissitudes through spring, summer, autumn and winter. In the revolutionary era, it became a soldier; Today, in peacetime, it still accompanies its comrades. Kapok blooms like fire, and red flowers on the battlefield are particularly fragrant. Flaming kapok, read while watching. One day, the soldiers in southern Xinjiang also turned into a kapok plant with fiery red flowers.