车,停了……那里是一个神圣而庄重的地方,一群铁骨铮铮的英雄在这里长眠。一群最可爱的人在这里沉睡。一个空旷的平台,引向一个神圣的地方,高耸入云的一座纪念碑矗立在那里,身旁,是饱经风霜的松柏,而在针叶的空隙间,透过了一缕阳光,照亮了座座石碑。这就是烈士陵园,抗美援朝烈士陵园。在我写这篇文章的上一个周五,学校组织我们去了抗美援朝烈士陵园。那个一次震撼人心的旅程。这是一位老者,我还不知道他的名字,甚至没有看清他的容貌,只依稀记得他穿着不是很正式,却明显精心 Car, stop ... There is a sacred and solemn place, a group of iron clank hero long sleep here. A group of the most lovely people sleep in here. An open platform leads to a sacred place where a towering monument stands, surrounded by weathered pine and cypress, and through the interstices of the needles, a ray of sunshine illuminates the seat Stone tablet. This is the martyrs cemetery, the Korean War martyrs cemetery. On the last Friday I wrote this article, the school organized us to go to the martyrs’ cemetery against the United States and Korea. That one thrilling journey. This is an old man, I do not know his name, did not even see his appearance, only vaguely remember that he was not wearing a formal, but obviously well