一个多世纪的悲欢无合,时光总是最犀利的刻刀,在人们心中镌刻下最深的印痕。埋葬了腐旧的岁月,面向的是温暖的朝阳,新生的一中,迈开脚步,奔向前方。壹再孔武有力的双手也抓不住溜走的时光沐浴着塞北的风尘,缺少了江南氤氲的水汽,骏马秋风的冀北,似乎注定了只能是雄浑悲 More than a century of joys and sorrows, time is always the most sharp knife, engraved in the hearts of people under the most impressed. Bury the rotten old years, facing the warm sunrise, one of the newborn, take the footsteps toward the front. One again Kong Wu powerful hands could not seize the slippery time bathed in the dust of northern Saibei, the lack of southern steamy water vapor, horse autumn northern Hebei, seems doomed to be only malevolent tragedy