激昂的号角吹响了冲锋的脚步声

                                     烈士的鲜血染红乌去满天的景色

                                     心潮沸腾的声音冲破不息炮火的轰击

                                     响成了红旗飘扬下的光荣

                                    一道闪电宛若霹雳划过天空的阴霾

                                    骤然闪进贫苦家门口的眼神           

                                    点亮一个布满灰尘的灵魂

                                    你毅然逃离梦里儿时的乡情

                                    握紧一丝不灭的信念的锋芒

                                    在蒙蒙的黑夜里踏响一系列充满汗水的足迹

                                    脚印的尖端毫不迟地指向燃烧的光明

                                  飞机轰炸的声音没有了最终的概念

                                  永恒的时间也已学会了躲避灾难

                                  时代的故事卷起了浓浓的硝烟

                                  偷偷地带着苍桑藏进你深深的皱纹

                                  连同那被岁月磨亮的白发里的传说

                                  在儿女们澎湃的心湖里

                                  激起一朵朵闪亮的浪花

                                  一段任何人都无法逃避的岁月

                                  在你温和慈祥的笑容里

                                  铺成一张纯白的天堂的圣旨

                                  难道，天堂的情节也太少太少

                                 上帝已忍受不住寂寞愁闷

                                 它想偷走你慈祥的笑容

                                 也想听你讲那段辉煌的历史？