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Family composition of military personnel 1500 words

I grew up in a family with two soldiers. Dad is a military reporter who has been covering for many years. In my childhood memory, my father is a person who doesn't love me at all and doesn't care about my family at all. However, I heard from my mother that when I was born, the father of the plateau troops thousands of miles away called and said, "My daughter's name is Jiao Xue, and I want her to be as holy as a bright snow lotus on the snowy plateau." .

I remember when I was five years old, I was ill and hospitalized. I clamor for my father every day, but I can't see him coming back. I said to my mother, "Why didn't Dad come to see me? Does dad want me? " Mother hugged me tightly and tears swirled in her eyes.

Many days later, at noon, my father hurried to my bed. Dad stabbed me with his beard as soon as he came up. When I ignored him, he made faces and told jokes to make me laugh. My mother also protected him and made me laugh together. I saw my mother smile, and I smiled. After a while, my father whispered to my mother, "It will be fine in the afternoon ..." My mother took it. "You go, Cher has me." Dad's eyes were red, regardless of the presence of the nurse, he hugged his mother as if he owed us something. Then, my father cooked rice for us, brewed wort, fetched water to wash my face and washed my dirty clothes. ...

Looking at my haggard and tired father, I was thinking that my father still loves me and my mother.

With the growth of age, I began to understand my father, a father in military uniform, who used his life to realize his solemn commitment to the motherland and national defense! This commitment is to love the troops more than anything else!

Since middle school, I have always liked math and physics, and I have always been careless about Chinese. A school organized a literary evening, and I acted as the host. After the host's words are written, I want my father to change them. But by the afternoon 12, dad hadn't come home after working overtime. I'll put the manuscript in the study. The next morning, I got up and my father had left, leaving a note: "Cher: I changed the manuscript. You can see which changes are inappropriate, and you can change them according to your meaning. " Looking at even a punctuation mark and an ellipsis, my father carefully deleted and carefully revised the manuscript, and I was speechless. This is the fatherly love I got from my father, an open-minded soldier!

After I was admitted to the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China, my father encouraged me that national defense needs science and technology, and the future war is a contest of high technology. You must study hard. Dad wants me to go to the army after graduation, so that the high-tech knowledge I have learned can fly on wings and bloom in the blue sky of the motherland; Let the national defense cause initiated by our predecessors be handed down from generation to generation, and work hard with our wisdom and boldness of vision!

I like singing since I was a child. A singing story told by my father made me really understand my father's love: at that time, my father went to a company in Tibet for an interview. On that day, he and more than 80 officers and men of the whole company organized actual combat drills. It was on the plateau at an altitude of more than 5000 meters. The destroyer Snow Wind blew their lips like knives. When they returned to the camp at night, the soldiers were exhausted. In order to boost morale, the instructor suggested singing a song to cheer them up. Dad quickly said, "No, don't you see that your lips bleed when you move your mouth?" I think-the song still needs to be sung, but we don't have to talk. ""what's that for? " "Use your nose!" Everyone laughed and covered their mouths at once.

In this way, the beautiful melody of the first "Tell the truth" was "hummed" from the nose of Dad and more than 80 border guards. So majestic, so vigorous, so full of affection, so meaningful, echoed for a long time in the snowy plateau: "You don't carry guns, I don't carry guns, who will defend the motherland and who will defend the homeland?"