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Xinbinglian's birthday

Comrades who have served in the army know that if someone celebrates his birthday in the hard recruiting company, it will be a major festival, because on the birthday night, it is a party, and the long-lost relaxation and pleasure have eliminated all our fatigue.

I remember one night shortly after I arrived in the army, we were preparing for evening training. The third monitor announced that we would not train and told everyone to sit around. Before we knew what was going on, Liu Jian, a recruit, had filled the lecture table with fruits and a rich dining table, and the most eye-catching thing was the big white cake. It turned out that it was the birthday of Liu Jian and the platoon leader. For us, whose birthday is not important, what is important. If you don't like drinking big glasses and eating meat, you can sing a song, play a sketch and tell a joke with a southern accent, and you don't have to worry about an emergency party at night. Of course, comrades-in-arms will also sincerely send a small gift to the birthday person, wishing him a happy birthday and an early progress. At this moment, the happiness and excitement of the comrades who celebrated his birthday can't be expressed in words.

If you meet a fellow villager for his birthday, someone will give some encouragement on his behalf. Others will toast, bring wine to their fellow villagers and chat with him about the mountains and rivers in their hometown.

The recruits were bitter and tired, but they also passed quickly, because they lived a very full life, and the relaxation and happiness brought by their birthdays were incomparable to anything. It's a pity that I finished my birthday before I joined the army, and I didn't taste the taste of celebrating the birthday of XinBingLian. Later, I became a veteran, and I can't remember my birthday. The same is true of those comrades who didn't have birthdays in XinBingLian. Xinbinglian's birthday seems to have been a long time ago, but the older he gets, the more mellow he becomes. He has been intoxicated in the hearts of every comrade-in-arms like me and will never leave.