“怎么还不回来呢?” 政委打开窗子,用充满焦急忧虑的眼睛望着那一片原始森林;美丽的古树密密地遮住天空。丘陵变得葱绿的时候,这里嫩绿的树芽才开始苏醒。但是,在背阳的地方,尚未完全融化的冰雪,还一块块实实地冻结在地上。辞别了故乡, 在西伯利亚寒风中, 拿起步枪, 奔上了抗日战场。 “Why not come back yet?” "The commissar opens the window and looks at the primeval forest with anxiety-ridden eyes. The beautiful old trees cover the sky closely. When the hills become green, the verdant tree buds here began to awake. However, in the places where the sun is back, the snow and ice, which have not yet completely melted, are still frozen on the ground. Farewell to his hometown, in the Siberian cold, picked up the rifle, ran to the anti-Japanese battlefield.