北国十月大雪纷飞,天地仿佛披上了一层轻纱。
                                                                   万物归巢而眠，惟有你在风雪中坚守。
                                                                   你从小被赋予了一个名字，叫八达岭长城。
                                                                   我却喜欢叫你万里长城，绵延万里守护着华夏大地。
                                                                   小时候，你常对我诉苦，我笑而不语静坐在你肩上聆听。
                                                                   对你每次的调笑我巧妙反击，而你越挫越勇，颇有燕赵之风。
                                                                   现在你长大了，我回到了故里，看见你那威风的模样。
                                                                   我就知道你选择那条不归之路。
                                                                   我仍记得你当时骄傲地对我说，未来的路虽苦，但却不后悔现在的选择。
                                                                   我为你而自豪。
                                                                   我是屹立在你身上的一棵苍松，人们亲切的称我为迎客松。
                                                                   我看遍了人世间风风雨雨，看着你一步步走向成熟。
                                                                   秦汉之初，你正处于幼年。
                                                                   面对强敌对你的压迫和侵略，你挺着胸膛勇敢与匈奴搏斗。
                                                                   鲜血染红了你那洁白的身躯，你却笑着说那是鲜血的洗礼与荣誉的象征。
                                                                   汉武至今你已逐渐长大，面对来势汹汹的列强。
                                                                   你用你那厚实的肩膀扛下了敌人的焰火。
                                                                   战火蔓延激起了你内心的愤怒，为使民族崛起，你选择牺牲自已。
                                                                   那一刻，我问你后悔吗？
                                                                   你忍着身体的疼痛再次站了起来，笑着说做了就做了从不后悔。
                                                                   听见你的话我呆了，定定望着天边那一道银河。
                                                                   我的老朋友啊！老战友啊！
                                                                   为了那一句万里长城永不倒的戏言，你坚守了千年。