[Special recommendation] Deng Rongsen's military poem selection

About the Author

Deng Rongsen, a member of the Guangdong Overseas Chinese Writers Federation, a member of the Shenzhen Writers Association, an honorary consultant of the Shenzhen Poetry Society, and the honorary president of Shenzhen Mayor Qingshi Society. He is the authored poem selection of "Baihua Ju Yin Draft" and selected "The Tide of Life" (reprinted).

Author

Once Cong Rong, no matter how much bitterness and disgrace, always experience. Yu Ben was an overseas Chinese who returned to the country. Because he did not disclose his overseas relations before 1976, although he could not go straight to college from high school in 1966, he was able to join the army two years after staying in school for two years to find the place of life in life. However, the ideal of young people is still worried. Ten years later, he chose to transfer to the place. When the soldiers can sing and weep, there are several works on the life of the army.

Junyue Hotel Seeing Huadu Pan, Gao, Yang Zhanyou

Chunhua always remembered the past, without regret Luo Fu a sword.

Qiu Ye's fall is still strong.

Return to the old troops

When the landscape is different, it has returned for 25 years.

Households are not yesterday.

Bai Yan regrets, Qingye does not know money.

In the row, invincible is from thousands of.

Gift -educated youth collective household

The night rain turned the wind and anger, and the five more than the outside of Tunbing Village.

Panxia pushes the mattress, pushing the cup to pour in the cup.

Looking at Luofu Mountain Yingxue, but looking at the Emperor Corner's Seedlings.

I would like to do a drop of Dongjiang water, and look forward to the continuous pouring of the harvest.

The 50th anniversary of the enlistment of the army

In February, I left home and April.

Whenever the landscape is still thinking, I still feel light.

The quenching into poetry has bones, and Fang Hua is silent.

When I was old, I went back to Jiaxuan Meng, and the half -life was in the love.

Jiawu Qixi look at the feeling of visiting relatives

The black and white silent story is true, the Galaxy is expected to be stars.

Acacia is like three autumn, and occasionally gathered as Tanabata.

Even if it is difficult for me before the flower, I know that the most pity for the spring.

Mo Yan is always new.

To Jiujiang Comrade

Xunyang Tower will be yellow at the beginning of chrysanthemum, and the fog locks are busy.

The green silk is still companion, and the clean and white day is more likely.

Meilu's shadow adds mountain color, ginseng and poetry ink ink.

The iron battalion is like water, and the north of Tiannan is constant.

Camp Gate

， ， 卌 卌 卌 卌 卌 卌 卌 卌 卌 卌 卌 卌 stops.

Half -noise is waiting for Chabei job numbers, and a man who maintains a warm bottle.

Yao Siwen Wu was embarrassed, and the reputation was always moving.

The years of absurdity ended, whoever dreamed of Han Ting.

Luofu Mountain looks back

Forty -seven years of wind and rain, life is hard to disappear.

A piece of paper in the Qianqian Town, the songs of the two places after marriage.

On the small day, there are many grievances from the Lanshi syndrome.

The light car took me to look at each other, and the bell of the Zen Temple was full of Boluo.

Junior Tour · Yongjun

At the year of Yingmen flowers, who was the red fire provoked. Once I was mistaken, ten years of attachment, the wind and rain became more heroic.

The feelings were facing the mountains, and the steps were not doubtful. On the morning on the morning, Yu Ying faded, and it was also treated with Fang Fei.

Yuexi Chun · Mid -Autumn Festival

The bright lights in the sky are dark, and the gimmicks are looking at the column. He has taken care of in the teenager, any round, empty from the cloud. Zeng Lugan Mountain, divided into two places at the end, looking at himself.

Why not take the current. The moonlight is next to the window. Therefore, there are thousands of tens of thousands of cups, and all the nights. Hugh said that the fog is sunny and rainy, and the moon is full.

Man Tingfang · Companing team comrades from Rolfu Mountain Camp Friendship (Qianqian Rhyme)

The clouds are floating, the car is light, and Chongyang does not talk about autumn. After years of disappearance, I went to Mu Ganlin. The Tao is like a smoke years, who is embracing and tears. It is still like yesterday, Tenglong to fly tiger, and you don't need to find it in your dreams.

Broken today. Looking at me, the green silk is no longer, and it is difficult to push. Wangshan has a long and steep slope, and it looks like a needle. But the Chunxin stayed forever, and it was also groaning all the way. Zheng Yi is there and the recruitment is there, and Frost Snow intends to invade.

Man Tingfang Rong Ma Yin (Qian Yun)

The horse was hissing, the flags rose, and the sound of the horn broke deeper. Star is a lamp, and the three volt rain is Lin. It is also expected to quench thirst, and it is difficult to ban thousands of miles and day and night. Outside the camp, the breeze and bright moon, always searching in dreams.

now. Frost dyeing, turning the past, getting the hoof sound. The shadowing of the sand field was blowing like a needle. Thousands of days raised soldiers and said, using it for a while, Hu Xiaolong Yin. The rivers and mountains, the signs of the signs, how to invade the loneliness.

Luofu Mountain lyric

(one)

Remember a military vehicle

Full of longing and yearning

Full of entrustment and hope

Young people are wearing brand new military uniforms

Of course there is no hat emblem and collar chapter

Remember the night to accompany us

Singing and blood are flying on the journey

When a military vehicle starts to fight

Luofu Mountain opened his hands open his chest

Hold a handful of mountain springs to wash a dust

Hang a piece of Songtao pillow one night military bed

Mountain Wind and Moon accompanied me into a dream from here

Youth blooms with Luofu Mountain flowers

The first firewood is fighting here

The first military song sings here

The first person to think here is here

The first life is flying here

(two)

In the blink of an eye

I collect the hat emblem and collar

Military vehicle installation on my bag

I also pretended to be my entrepreneurial pride

I used the iron pupae of the artillery bunker

Expand in the Special Economic Zone

I use the needle line from Luofu Mountain

New outfit of embroidery special zone

Another ten years have passed

The special zone is full of colorful flowing

Diwang Building and Luofu Mountain are high

The lights of my dream barracks

But the same bright hall as the building

Unforgettable

The clams of Matsungfeng are big

Lanshi's rice wine fragrance

"199" female soldiers

Crispy Miao's dried vegetables golden yellow

Unforgettable

The old class chief taught me to stack the army

Correspondent help me hang up mosquito nets

Political commissar is my witnesses

"Three Tong" households settled with me "dead party"

(three)

"Crown" is full of my infatuation

Go to the door and window of the barracks

The aiming hand of the year was the chief of the battalion

Holding my hand, the old manager

The soldiers just repaired the water canal back

Tell me there are no locusts there again

My heart was bitten by "locust"

The two glass coffee tables in the camp are injured

The words of the battalion general

Recently, funds are a little tense

The dormitory of the company is expanding

One child must be used on the blade

The painting of "Xibaipo" is still hanging on the wall

Everywhere in the barracks is familiar and forgotten

See the splendid splendid of colorful laser swaying

Unconsciously, Luofu Mountain has her own scenery

I admire the barracks of the mountain with the feeling

Cut the Evening Xiaxia to make a shameful clothes

The army name that brings back a sound, Luofu Mountain

You are still in my dreamland this night

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