Military training newsletter (the second day)

1. A drop of sweat across the forehead, once or twice across the eyebrows. In this way, it hung on its eyelashes and blinked. Sweat slipped from my face and turned into a few drops and splashed on the floor.

For an instant, I felt countless beads of sweat surging on my face, neck and back, but I couldn't wipe them off with the receiver.

I haven't tried such a cool two-month fun military training for a long time, reminding me that it's time to clear my mind and meet the challenge.

The first day of military training was hard. Whether it's dripping with sweat, wet clothes or sore feet, I will never forget it.

At the same time, I was a little moved to see the persistence of my classmates.

Therefore, it is worthwhile to cry like this.

It's been two days since the military training, and now I'm sitting at my desk to experience the dribs and drabs I've worked hard for these three days. The hard work of standing in the military posture, and so on. . . . . . All the hardships are slowly disappearing, and happiness and happiness are gradually emerging.

In the past, our life was dull, and we didn't understand this dull happiness. Now through military training, we know the hardships, learn to cherish the present life, and the road will get longer and longer in the future.

In military training, our rest time makes me very happy, because we encourage each other by singing, dancing, telling jokes and so on, and have fun in hardships. Is positive, let us understand that even if we encounter hardships in the future life journey, we should be positive.

Military training continues, and the excitement is still there. Let's move forward actively!

Step 3: 1

A long-awaited admiration drifted into the holy land of Uniform City from a bumpy journey. In the misty and rainy morning, my admiration successfully realized the height of my dream.

In a strange crowd, a pair of intoxicated eyes dyed the face of Yijing with a weather-beaten flashing badge.

Inexplicable worship and sense of honor quietly climbed up the slightly reserved forehead. ...

two

The horn of dawn broke the timed biological clock.

Wake up from a nightmare. Turn over. The cock crows. It's not sunny! Tight nerves become hesitant and heavy in the dark emptiness; A feeling of crushed dreams seems to jingle on the dirt road at the foot of Lianhua Mountain!

Wait till morning. Waiting for the two timed silver lights on the ceiling to shine on time for a long time-that's the brewing in your mind when you get up and wash.

three

Get down. Stand up.

The time in the habitual rhythm is tortured by a little complaint that the students force in their hearts.

Report. Correct.

The wrong actions over and over again scared a series of wonderful notes by the pointer raised by the short and serious instructor; Almost rigid charming body, in the humorous treachery, in the tutor's occasional praise in the local language, lazily turned into an elegant twist of limbs that was imperceptible in an instant.

In the soft night, on the footprints of insects that break the peace, clusters of people in camouflage appear at the bottom of dim street lamps. Then, the loud military songs drowned out the complaints or regrets, leaving no trace. ...

Sit in amazement. Sitting out countless feelings of serving the country, growing in the depths of my heart, sitting out how much understanding and tolerance I have enjoyed in my life.

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