"We are soldiers, we are soldiers, we are soldiers."
These three sentences, accompanied by the performance of the military band, immediately brought the atmosphere to its peak.
Yuan Yi looked down at the soldiers staring at him and began to sing.
"What's so special about us soldiers?"
"Simply because we were all wearing simple military uniforms."
"What's so special about us soldiers?"
"Since leaving my hometown, I've rarely seen my parents."
"They're different, but they're actually the same."
"We are all in the prime of our youth, all passionate young men."
"They're different, but they're actually the same."
"The same footprints are left behind, through mountains and rivers."
The loud, clear voice was transmitted directly through the microphone to the ears of the many officers and soldiers on the entire parade ground.
These soldiers are at the age when they enlist, a time when their blood is boiling with passion.
With passion and a desire to serve their country, they are at the prime of their youth.
Many of them were eighteen years old and joined the army after graduating from high school.
They were in the prime of their youth when they left their hometowns, bid farewell to their parents and families, and came to the army.
While their peers of other ages are sitting in college attending classes, playing on their phones, dating, following celebrities, traveling, and going clubbing.
They, however, are engaged in monotonous training year after year, day after day.
They are not afraid of hardship or fatigue; they shed blood and sweat but not tears.
But they are just ordinary people; they also have their own emotions.
They also secretly miss their family and friends in the quiet of the night.
Upon hearing the song, the soldiers on the parade ground were all reminded of themselves.
They are ordinary people, yet they are not ordinary people.
They have been given a sacred title, "People's Liberation Army," meaning the people's own soldiers and guardians.
They train day after day, year after year, so that they can rush forward when their country and people need them.
"We soldiers are just different."
"Head resting on the bright moon over the border, body covered in rain, snow and frost."
"We soldiers are just different."
"For the peace and security of the country, we hold our guns tightly."
"They're different, but they're actually the same."
"Everyone is yearning for glory, everyone is striving to win honor."
"They're different, but they're actually the same."
"The same splendor flies high on the flag of the Republic."
The officers and soldiers below the stage, upon hearing that soldiers are different and that they gripped their guns tightly for the peace of the country, were deeply moved.
At that moment, all the officers and soldiers stood tall with their chests out.
They were a group of people who sacrificed their lives for the peace and security of their motherland.
They can endure wind and sun, scorching heat and bitter cold, all so that one day when the enemy invades us, they can protect the people and the motherland behind them.
When their country needs them, they can immediately step forward.
For the prosperity and strength of the motherland, and for the sake of the five-star red flag flying high, they are willing and have no regrets.
When Yuan Yi led everyone to the stage, they had already seen it.
He specifically asked someone to bring a large LED screen when he came this time.
This screen is intended for displaying lyrics.
The songs he sang always seemed to lack a certain something if the soldiers weren't singing them together.
So before he even appeared, he had already arranged for the LED screen behind him to be integrated with the computer.
The LED screen was flashing, and the lyrics were scrolling along with it.
This was also the first time Li Gang had heard Yuan Yi sing this song.
When he was in the group before, Yuan Yi was responsible for the accompaniment and harmony, but he wasn't there in person.
I've never heard of the original singer of this song.
And when I saw the huge LED scrolling screen that Yuan Yi had created.
He then realized what this guy was up to.
When others come down to perform for the soldiers, they sing for the officers and soldiers.
This allows officers and soldiers to feel the artistic atmosphere and the care the military provides for them.
This kid is something else, coming straight to the army base to give me a big chorus performance.
However, at this moment, listening to the song "We Are Soldiers" also made him feel excited.
He currently serves as the head of the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe, but he was previously a proper soldier, not just an arts and culture soldier.
Li Gang said to Commander Zhang Yang, who was standing to the side.
"How about it?"
I said something but got no response.
Turning her head to look over, she saw that Zhang Yang's eyes were also a little red.
Yes, this song directly expresses the sentiments of both soldiers and officers.
They were ordinary people first, and then became soldiers.
Once they were given the title of "soldier," they were once again separated from ordinary people.
Although they are different, they are also the same.
Yuan Yi, with his powerful and masculine voice, sang out the heroic sentiments of soldiers in the new era.
"Commander Zhang, would you like to sing a couple of lines?"
Li Gang nudged Zhang Yang and then said.
"What?"
Li Gang spoke very softly, so he didn't hear him clearly at first.
"Did you see that LED scrolling screen? It has the lyrics on it!"
"This kid is planning to do a big chorus."
"I wonder if the soldiers of your 113th Brigade will pass the chorus test!"
Upon hearing Li Gang's words, Commander Zhang Yang immediately understood.
With an excited expression, he said to Li Gang, "Our soldiers from the 113th Brigade have never lost a singing competition!!"
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