沾衣欲湿杏花雨,吹面不寒杨柳风。早在寒冬的梦里,红门里年轻的心就开始将唇角微微扬起,踮着脚尖,赶赴一场与春天的美丽约会;喜悦与希望如漫过平原的芳草,与吹绿江南岸的风一道悄然而至,缱绻着直到天涯。红门外的山岚微醉,红门内的熏风明媚。十八九岁的年华因为与春天的一场际遇,而邂逅尘世的万紫千红。因为我们这一身凝聚着责任与荣耀的橙色战斗服,平凡的岁月被抛光上釉,散发出勃勃的光彩。春永在,梦永驻,希望永远扎根于心间。因为感动于生命的流传 Zhan Yi desire wet apricot rain, blowing face not cold willow wind. Early in the winter’s dream, the young man in the red door began to slightly raise his lips, tiptoe, and rushed to a beautiful spring appointment; joy and hope, such as diffuse grass plain, Winds along the shore quietly, wandering until the horizon. Shan Lan micro-drunk outside the red door, the red door smoked the wind bright. Eighteen-year-old years because of a spring encounter, and met the earth’s colorful. Because of our orange combat uniform, which embodies responsibility and glory, our ordinary years are polished and glazed, exuding a luster. Spring is forever, dream forever, I hope always rooted in the heart. Because touched by the spread of life