The first time we met him, he was a strange man wearing Tibetan clothes, hiding among the dilapidated lamasery. She was a young and ordinary Han girl. Unintentionally, she entered the lama temple by mistake. His expression was indifferent, his face was as frosty, and his eyes were sharp, like a lone wolf on a snowy night. She was on tenterhooks, cautious, panicked, like a frightened deer. When they met again, he was dressed in a neat military uniform, calm and restrained, with bright eyes, "Hello, Teacher Song!" He spoke slowly and extended his palm. "Who are you?" She stared at him with her eyes wide open, cautious and cautious, full of hostility. …………….. "Do you still remember him?" "Yes! How could you not remember?" She picked up a bowl of steaming butter tea and looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance. The rising sun enveloped everything on the earth in a layer of golden light. The snow-capped mountains were continuous, and the golden light shone directly on the mountain peaks, forming the most beautiful "sunshine golden mountain." She looked at the scenery in front of her and just smiled, as if pictures from the past appeared in front of her eyes. Memories came flooding back to her. She never frowned for a moment, and her expression was peaceful. Even though her face was covered with traces of time and weathered for many years, she could still easily see the grace of her youth. Zhuoma looked at her side face and sighed slightly. After a long silence, she took a sip of butter tea and spoke slowly: "His name is Zhang Cheng, and he is the love of my life, Song Man!" At this moment, the bright red five-star red flag was hung high, flying in the wind under the blue sky, like a blazing fire, endless, full of hope and future!
Mission: Every young person should have ideals and responsibilities! Everything you look at is China, and the five shining stars are all faith!