797: Moved
"Maybe the other path is not bad at all, and it is buried under the leaves without footprints, so leave it to other people to walk later......"
The other path that was not chosen by them may not be worse than the one they chose, or it may still be a broad road, but since they have made a choice, they will stick to their own path, and the other path will be taken by others.
"This one that belongs to me, I will go all the way to the end of the world, and I will look back silently from the end of the road, remembering that there were different directions, and I am taking the road with fewer people, because in this way, the nameless path will not be forgotten......" Everyone was not moved by Qiao Ying's singing, the corners of their eyes were wet, and the corners of their mouths were tightly pursed.
There are few people, they are willing, willing to take this little road with few people, because this nameless path will not be forgotten, even if they do not reach the end of their lives, they will not be forgotten.
This is the path they walked, the nameless path they walked.
Qiao Ying sang twice in a row, and what she and even everyone in this ward didn't know was that when the song echoed in the corridor, all the patients who heard the singing all walked out of their respective wards and came to the outside of ward 206.
The corners of their eyes were wet, and they held their breath, listening to the song that floated into their ears and sang to their hearts.
The last syllable fell, and before Qiao Ying came back to her senses, a loud applause suddenly sounded.
"Sister Ying, sing one more, sing another!"
"Girl, sing again!"
"Sing it again! Sing one more song! ”
……
Qiao Ying stood in the center of the ward, looking around at the comrades of the People's Liberation Army, looking at their eager eyes and moving expressions, she pursed her lips and nodded lightly.
"How can it be said that the ancient war drums of Wuyi ......and Zi are the same as the son" The slightly hoarse and slightly low voice came out of the throat, this song needs to be sung with such a voice, in order to sing the feeling that the lyrics want, she did not do it deliberately, but opened her mouth, and her voice changed directly: "Heaven and earth are stained with dust and blood, and he wins and loses, leaving a legend, fighting a good brother together, no matter how he lives and dies, brothers sing together and wander together......"
The expressions on Zhuang Hai's faces all changed, they only felt that the blood in their bodies was shouting, they only felt that their whole bodies were full of strength, their eyes were red, their expressions were cold and resolute, they clenched their fists, and silently recited every word in the lyrics in their hearts.
"Paint the camouflage, pull the bolt, load the bullet, and the sharp blade in your hand, and give an order, like a mountain, shake and throw yourself into the battlefield to fight in the distance......"
Good brothers, fight together, sing together, wander together, draw camouflage and pull the bolt, and load the sharp blade in your hand.
Ye Mohan was already standing at the door of ward 206 when Qiao Ying sang the previous song, he was slender and straight, standing quietly among his comrades-in-arms, a pair of deep eyes locked on Qiao Ying, looking fixedly, the emotions contained in it were only known to him.
"How can you say that you have no clothes and are ...... with your son?"
When singing the second time, Zhuang Hai and Zhu Ermao, Battalion Commander Xue, they all sang along, and the comrades of the People's Liberation Army in the corridor also sang in a low voice, this song Qiao Ying sang three times with them, looking at the forbearance and resolute expressions on everyone's faces, after she received the sound, she sang another song directly: "It's the early spring of February again, which reminds me of the early morning of my hometown, and I will never forget your reluctant eyes, only you know how deep the sorrow is......"
The relaxing music contains its own unique story, and everyone is also moved, and the wet corners of the eyes all slide down the warm tears.
"It's another year of bloody twilight, let the yellow sand fly all over the sky, goodbye relatives, I embarked on a journey, even if this is the separation of life and death, the magnificent mountains and rivers, we have loved thousands of rivers and mountains, we have walked through the bloody rain and bloody wind, bravely run wildly...... "Leaving relatives, embarking on a journey, even if it is life and death, they are in order to protect the family and defend the country, for the magnificent mountains and rivers that they love, even if it is worth sacrificing their lives."
"Sacrifice in exchange for the eternity of life, it is another year of autumn night rain, the rivers and mountains are still red, I go to the soup to start a business, it is difficult, there are many battles, there are many regrets, in this life, I take righteousness and become benevolent......"
Qiao Ying was also moved, she felt that this should be the emotion prompted by the battle stories that her grandfather once told her, and saw that her moist eyes suddenly became firm: "My tears have no regrets, my wounds have no traces, and the banner must be dyed ......red with blood" Grandma's advice she will not forget, and she will not forget her grandfather's teachings, and her life goal is very clear.
"The days were shining and bright, you and I shared the delicious taste of youth together, the days were sad and bitter, and you and I endured physical and mental exhaustion together"
"The romance of the past made you and me extremely intoxicated, the vicissitudes of the past made you and I no longer purely break up, I didn't know where you went, and I didn't say when I would meet you again, the wind went to flowers, and the wind came to bloom......"
Luo Lan and Yang Xiaoli, as well as the leaders of the hospital and the doctors and nurses of other departments, also appeared in the corridor on the second floor at some point, knowing that this was wrong, knowing that the sound of singing would affect the patient's rest, but no one stood up to stop them.
"Who did you say was the one who sang?"
Yang Xiaoli poked Luo Lan's arm lightly, and her voice was very low: "The singing is really good, much better than the women I have heard from the Shiwen Art Troupe, and the lyrics are also very good and meaningful." Luo Lan didn't speak, her eyes just looked fixedly ahead, looking at the man who seemed to stand out from the crowd, looking at his handsome and cold face.
"Listening to the voice, the singing girl doesn't seem to be very old."
"I just don't know what it looks like."
"Do you think she will be a new female soldier in the Shigong Art Troupe?"
After not hearing Luo Lan's voice for a long time, Yang Xiaoli pursed her lips and didn't speak again.
“…… The wind goes to the flowers, the wind comes to the flowers, and the days of reunion are always unexpected...... It's the water that carries it together, it's the fire that breaks together, life and death depend on each other, and death depends on each other, and the days of triumph don't get drunk and don't return......"
Zhuang Hai raised his hand and wiped it on his face, and when he saw Ye Mohan inadvertently, his heart moved, and he quietly walked out of the ward, leaned into Ye Mohan's ear and whispered a few words, and saw him follow Ye Mohan out of the crowd and walk straight to the dean not far away.
"Captain Ye has something to look for me?"
The dean asked with a smile.
Ye Mohan bowed.
"Let's talk to my office!" The dean said, leading the way ahead.
Zhou Ziyu walked into the ward by beating Qiao Ying, talking and laughing freely with Jiang Kai, and his gaze at her changed, he wondered what Qiao Ying had done, how could he make the youngest son of the Jiang family, the boss of the Xue family, and the warriors of the Iron Fist Regiment who saw her all cast that kind of heartfelt love and love for her.
Just when he was puzzled, the little girl who was not treated by him was invited by the soldiers, and opened her mouth to sing a moving and enthusiastic military song.