Autumn, warm sunshine in winter, ice and fire, spring breeze, freezing cold, military training, I also have instructors, two years of queue training, today's program, xia yang is full of wind and rain, continuous autumn rain, firm belief, from meeting, knowing each other, to getting to know each other, constantly understanding that there is no eternal victory, just want to have a taste of bitterness. Without a strong body, I just want to stand up again after falling. When you are far away, wandering in a foreign land, lingering loneliness that goes deep into the bone marrow, in the words of brothers and sisters, a warm current surges, and all the gloom is left to the past. From the moment I met you, winter became clear and the Milky Way became bright.
The human suffering has been experienced, and the hope has not been extinguished. Even if the night is dark, the sun will rise. From all over the world, we gathered in the big family of Mountain View. From squadron teaching to team training, from the collapse of faith to re-establishment, we experienced too many joys and sorrows, laughter and curses. When all unnecessary sadness is inadvertently revealed, I carefully pick up those intermittent dreams, rub them in my arms, and find my coordinates with sincerity and sweat. For a while, I suddenly felt desperate. I felt that the whole world had abandoned me and suffered humiliation and pain, but you could only accept it calmly. When you are young, your suffering, guilt and pain will eventually turn into light and light your way.
The most unforgettable thing is that you will never think of it, but you will never forget it. I will only remind you at some point that you can go on like this. I worked hard together for more than forty days at school and persisted together. You are not alone in military training. There will always be someone to comfort you when your mentality collapses, and there will always be a pair of hands to pull you forward in your tired running. We are all ordinary people, and there may be various reasons for coming to the mountain police. Military training is the epitome of our bitter and happy life. In this painful period, young people bid farewell to the comfortable life, suffering from physical pain during training and the loss of leaving home. However, in this scorching sun, with our fiery youth, we endure loneliness, physical and physical oppression, only letting sweat dissolve in tears, but our footsteps never stop.
With the sound of marching, military training is drawing to a close. When many scenes in my memory resurfaced, I suddenly realized that one day all our past would be told as a story. This story can be told in many ways. Different protagonists have different emotions, but in any case, all the stories start from the same beginning, and everyone appears noisily or silently. Then every day, I kept cursing, slowly put on my clothes, ate, ran, and trained on the green grass. Every minute passed, extending the day into a century. Only in the end will I be reluctant to go, reluctant to go, and helpless, but no matter how bitter and bitter the process is, military training will be completely over. This is the last time in my life, and I will surge for life and experience in purple and blue.