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那一种黄,那一种爆发着金的嘹亮和悠远,那一种通天地穿万仞的震荡与呼喊,那一种从灵魂里让人坚定、让人无畏、让人崇高无比的轰鸣……号声,引出我们深埋许久的怀念和渴望。号声,留给我们一个时代,留给我们对奉献与忠诚的全部理解。那青翠峭立的山岗,那郁郁葱葱的松柏。夕阳的余辉下,一声号鸣,涧渊川河飘出袅袅炊烟与浓香。那些经过驰骋与跋涉的战马,终于可以稍息并将笼嘴深深地扎入众草
That kind of yellow, that kind of broke the shiny and distant gold, that a kind of shaking and shouting through the world, that kind of people from the soul of people firm, daunting, people lofty roar ... ... The sound, leads us deep buried for a long time miss and longing. The number, leaving us an era, leaving us with full understanding of devotion and loyalty. That lush green hill, that lush pine and cypress. Sunset afterglow, a loud roar, Jian Yuan Chuan He curl out smoke and fragrance. Those who ride and trekking horses, and finally be able to rest at a distance and the cage mouth deeply into the grass