<h3><font color="#010101">——“八一”前随想</font></h3> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">有了当兵的经历，</span></h1><h1>足够回味一生：</h1><h1>那军歌、那号声，</h1><h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">溶入体魄、铸成豪情；</span></h1> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">每</span><span style="line-height: 1.8;">逢军歌嘹亮，</span></h1><h3><span style="line-height: 1.8;"></span></h3><h1>禁不住热血沸腾;</h1><h1>闻听军号声声，</h1><h1>仿佛我这老兵、</h1><h1>忘记了自已的年龄……</h1> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">军</span><span style="line-height: 1.8;">旅的历程，</span></h1><h3><span style="line-height: 1.8;"></span></h3><h1>凝结多少战友深情;</h1><h1>一条战壕、摸爬滚打，</h1><h1>放飞着青春的热情;</h1> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">病床前的关怀，</span></h1><h1>行军途中的搀扶，</h1><h1>枪林弹雨、生死相依，</h1><h1>共守着国家的安宁!</h1> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">妈妈已是共同的妈，</span></h1><h1>家是共同的家，</h1><h1>临阵一杯托付的酒，</h1><h1>会用余生坚守……</h1> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">当兵的历程，</span></h1><h1>如陈酿回味无穷;</h1> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">天</span><span style="line-height: 1.8;">际白羊般涌动的云朵，</span></h1><h3><span style="line-height: 1.8;"></span></h3><h1>恍若安达的马头琴、</h1><h1>奏出的《万马奔腾》</h1> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">营</span><span style="line-height: 1.8;">房前的那颗白杨，</span></h1><h3><span style="line-height: 1.8;"></span></h3><h1>可还记得、咱比高的情景……</h1> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">山</span><span style="line-height: 1.8;">道边的兰花哟，</span></h1><h3><span style="line-height: 1.8;"></span></h3><h1>摇动带露的枝叶，</h1><h1>迎送我们进出军营。</h1> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">随风颤栗的干树枝，</span></h1><h1>与暴风雪合奏出、</h1><h1>伴我入眠的呜呜琴声……</h1> <h1><span style="line-height: 1.8;">这</span><span style="line-height: 1.8;">一切，</span></h1><h3><span style="line-height: 1.8;"></span></h3><h1>在那年隆冬，</h1><h1>都定格在脑海，</h1><h1>成了抹不去的情景……</h1> <h1>文字提供 / 宋生利</h1><h1>编辑制作 / 李 杰</h1>