The children in the frontier love the army and train, and the songs fly into the village to patrol and walk past my home.
The army loves the people, and the army and the people are close.
My uncle's pentagram is red and bright, just like our bright red scarf. "
I can't recite words, but I don't know why I always remember old things so deeply. Just like this children's song, I slipped to my mouth as soon as I spoke it. I learned this song when I fought back against Vietnam in self-defense. At that time, the school organized many parades to welcome the soldiers back in triumph. I joined this wreath team and sang this song while dancing. Later, I went to the waist drum team, and I was the leader and conductor. I forgot the garland dance, but my son.