My name is Jiang Ying, Changying's Ying, and my mother's name is Jiang Shu. I died on a distant border, and my mother was very sad. I wanted to hug her but I couldn't. I have never told her that I love her very much in my life. When you are alive, love is silent. When you are dead, there is no chance for silent love to be expressed. The person I loved and I never confessed to each other, but we died together and were buried together. Sometimes, love is silent but loud. I think if I have a chance, I must tell them that I really love them.
Purpose: Taking the country as home is for the country