岁月将你的身影定格成了一幅画卷,永远地刻入世人的眼帘。你在人生之路上跋涉了六十一个驿站,用辛勤的汗水浇绿了长长的行程。可你却并没有为自己采撷更多的鲜花和果实,只在身后留下了一片浓浓的绿荫……把你所有的岁月装订起来,是一部厚重的书,书里记下的是你的艺术生涯和性情人生。今天,你的情感、才华和命运,就要同你一起,融入这片生你养你的黑土地。可在我们的心里,你会一直都在的,从 Years will be your body freeze into a picture, forever carved into the eyes of the world. You journeyed through the streets of your life with 61 postal stations and drenched a long journey with hard sweat. But you did not pick up more flowers and fruits for yourself, leaving only a shade of shade behind ... Binding all your years, it was a heavy book, Your artistic career and temperament life. Today, your emotions, talents and destiny, we must join you, into this piece of life you raise your black land. In our hearts, you will always be there