伤疤
                       白色的铁刀，砍在头上。
                       孤独又无言。
                       血红的枪。

                                    老兵
                       躺在滚烫的土地上，
                       看青春消逝于战场。
                       积攒了一生的故事
                       和他红色的梦想
                        一同埋葬
                                    
                                  嘉陵江
                        枪响。然后
                        在空中落下— —
                        躯体。江上
                        翻着红波浪。

                                    鲜花
                        种在战场

                                    孩子
                        听着故事
                        伤疤、小兵、红波浪

                                    归
                         遥遥青山
                         铮铮铁骨
                         老马仍识途？
                         漫漫家乡路

                                   和平
                         在给予人希望的地方
                         那生锈的钢枪，
                         抽枝、发芽
                         成了元首的拐杖
                                   
                                  祖国
                       磨难后终于辉煌
                       七十年
                       壮我泱泱大国
                       四方来访