长江低泣黄河怒咽天空伸出硕大的手掌又怎能遮捂住那一段段惨痛的历史如果说远古的狼烟是一种号角那么今天无数次灾难的浓烟又能昭示着什么是对明天有太多的期盼还是对一切沉旧的东西加以毁灭亡灵们哀泣的声音清晰地印在时间的扉页上不平、不甘惊醒着后世的人们麻痹疏忽了人类 The Yangtze River, the Yangtze River, crying sky, anger and throat outstretched huge sky, the palm of your hand how can you cover that period of bitter history If the ancient wolf smoke is a horn So countless times today, the smoke of calamity can make clear what is tomorrow Too much hope is to ruin all the old things. The cry of the cry of our souls is clearly printed on the title page of the time. It is unwilling to awake the later generations to paralyze people for neglect.