写下这个题目,心底油然涌出一股潮湿,心也酸酸的。手扶纤纤细竹,仰望皓月当空,天涯的你,是否如我一样寂寞? 身为军人,你深知己任之重大,为了湛蓝的天空,为了祖国的大好河山,你义无反顾,抛妻别子,每一次分别,你总是忍看我盈盈泪眼,道几声珍重,走的是那样潇洒。有人说:当兵太吃亏。你却眼含激情,发自肺腑:好男儿就要去当兵,人生有了当兵的历史,终生无悔!兵哥哥,“傻”丈夫,这是所有军人的心声吗? 做为税官,在忙碌了一天之后,我渴望着有一个温馨的家,一个有着丈夫的温存和儿子的欢笑,爱和希望的家,可是,望穿秋水,望断天涯,只见白云悠悠,月依旧,却不见你身影在何处。仰望夜空,繁星点点,哪一颗是属于你的星座,哪一双是你看我的眼睛?我满履录你踪迹,呼你气息,编织你我相拥相吻的爱之梦,猛醒来,才发觉,露已冷,被尤寒,梦难续,泪湿枕边。我打开唐诗宋词,与清照为友,看那帘卷西风,是不是绿肥红瘦?与醉霸交谈,他怎知我心,怎知“夜深风竹敲秋韵,万叶千声皆是恨?” 作为军嫂,多么美丽、自囊的称呼,曾 Write this topic, my heart pouring wet, heart sour. Hand-held slender bamboo, look up Haoyue open space, End of the World you, as if I am as lonely? As a soldier, you know your important task, in order to clear the sky, for the good motherland, you hesitate, throw his wife do not son, Each time, respectively, you always bear to see me Yingying tearful eyes, said a few treasures, go is so chic. Someone said: Soldiers too suffer. You are passionate, from the heart: a good man is going to be a soldier, life has a history of being a soldier, lifelong no regrets! Bing brother, “silly” husband, which is the voice of all soldiers do? After a busy day, I long for a warm home, a home with her husband’s warmth and son’s laughter, love and hope. However, looking through the autumn waters and looking over the horizon, I saw the white clouds are long, the moon still remains, but I can not see Where is your figure? Looking at the night sky, starry sky, which one belongs to your constellation, which pair is you see my eyes? I am full of record of your trail, call you breath, weave your love kiss I embrace, wake up, Only to find that the dew has been cold, was especially cold, dream continued, tear wet pillow. I open the poetry of Tang and Song Dynasties, with the Qing photo as a friend, look at the curtain roll westerly, is not green fat red thin? With drunk tyrant talk, how did he know my heart, how do you know? As a military sister, how beautiful, since the capsule called, had