Let every heartbeat merge with the pulse of the motherland; let every drop of sweat blossom into the flowers of peace; let every iron fist turn into roaring lightning; let every cry shake the courage of the enemy.

There is a pursuit called loyal service to the country; there is a life called keeping company with the stars; there is an emotion called missing family and loved ones; there is a festival called "August 1st" Military Day. Wishing my comrades!

When I see the clouds, I know you are waving from afar; when I see the flowing water, I know you are missing the mountains; when spring arrives, I know you are living in the forest under harsh conditions; when night falls, I know you are guarding the post. I love you every day and every night.

You are the shining eyes on the border of the motherland, with one hand you can reach the stars in the sky, you are the brightest star on the military flag. Happy August 1st, soldiers at the high mountain posts!

The sunlight is my blessing, the moonlight is my prayer, the breeze is my whisper, the drizzle is my hope—when a shooting star flashes across the sky, I make a wish: May all things go well for my comrade who is training hard!

A shooting star passes through the sky, and I miss my wish; waves splash against the rocks, and I miss my blessing; the story is told once, and I miss listening; life has only one chance, yet I have met you, my good comrade. "August 1st" invites you to share happiness together!

Fill a armored vehicle with blessings, let peace lead the way for you; unload a tank's heavy gift, let joy embrace you; air-drop a fighter jet's sincere feelings, let happiness surround you; our festival has arrived, let health take care of our loved ones. Wishing all soldiers a happy and prosperous family.

It is the spring breeze that gives the grass gentle words; it is the forest that gives the bird a clear song; it is your sincere friendship that gives me endless songs. Comrade, happy "August 1st"!

The East Sea has the morning light of the sea, the South has the coconut groves and banana forests; the North has the long wind and galloping horses, the West has the pastoral songs and eagles. I stand on the high guard post and salute the red military flag!

Female soldiers are the red color in life, as the sun says; female soldiers are the blue color in the sea, as the waves say; female soldiers are the outstanding men among Chinese women, as the motherland says.

Soldiers fill their minds with ideals, forge beliefs with willpower, color their youth with green, and write loyalty with their lives, putting their emotions and thoughts into their backpacks, engraving responsibility and honor in their hearts.

Comrades are the piano that plays a lifetime of beauty; comrades are the tea that tastes a lifetime of fragrance; comrades are the pen that writes a lifetime of happiness; comrades are the song that sings a lifetime of warmth and joy. Wishing a happy "August 1st" Military Day!

With the blue sky as paper, spring flowers as pens, and blessings as ink, I dot the stars of sincerity, draw the clouds, and present the moon to you who read this message. Wishing your life to be as poetic and picturesque as possible! Always healthy and happy!