Prose on the days of being a soldier

Time flies, and the past is unbearable. The days of being a soldier are getting farther and farther, and the military complex is getting stronger and stronger.

1980 1 1 month 19, I got up early, so I stayed up all night, waiting for that moment, "put on the green military uniform and go to the place where the motherland needs it most."

At dawn, I opened the window, and in the creaking sound, I saw the village in the morning, shrouded in a layer of fog, and the distant mountain top showed a faint dawn, and a new day came.

I changed into the green uniform that I put by my bed last night. Parents have been waiting in the hall, waiting in the hall, and village cadres and neighbors who have come to see me off. Seeing me wearing a green military uniform, everyone smiled, crowded up and pulled me, congratulated me, praised me, and a beautiful life began. I just stood and smiled without any words.

Many neighbors brought a big bowl of preserved eggs, a snack made of white sugar and eggs. In the countryside, this kind of dim sum is prepared by her mother-in-law for her first visit. There are also neighbors carrying small baskets and raw eggs. Mother told me to sit down, and I just ate a little to show off. Candied preserved eggs, sweet taste, have always been in mind, it is full of affection from relatives.

The sky in the east began to light up, and the sun in the distance had penetrated the roof. The village party secretary put a big red flower on me, my father put a travel bag distributed by the army on my back, and my mother arranged my coat and hat. Dad, mom and I, standing in the room, don't have much words, just, everything has been understood.

My son has left and gone far away. Perhaps, the plaque of "military medal" hanging at the door of the house gave some comfort to parents more or less.

Outside the hall, village cadres have already sounded gongs and drums. I silently looked up at my parents and said three words: "I'm leaving". Then, I turned around and walked out of the room with the kindness of my parents and the entrustment of the villagers, and walked out of the land where I was raised. This year, I was eighteen.

Walking out of the village, it was fine, and the fog hovering in the sky had dispersed, but the path paved with bluestone slabs was still wet, and the brand-new liberation shoes on my feet were wet with dew.

Village cadres beat gongs and drums all the way and occasionally stopped to talk to me, which was both comforting and encouraging. Perhaps the most said is: "Don't come back".

The earth is happy and the sky is beautiful. I came to a square in the county seat, bathed in the sunshine in November, and my heart was warm. Bright red colored balls are hung on several buses, and large slogans such as "One person joins the army, the whole family is glorious", "Defend the country, aim in all directions" and "Farewell to the People's Liberation Army" are posted on both sides of the bus. Probably, this is the most lively day of the year in the county, and the festive scene makes me feel it is a great honor to join the army for the first time.

In a corner of the square, the People's Liberation Army stood in a row, with straight military uniforms and red hat badges, which was enviable. The red five-star symbolizes the revolution, and the red collar symbolizes that the success of the revolution was bought with the blood of martyrs. Wearing a green military uniform is my long-cherished dream.

The life of XinBingLian is the most unforgettable, because everything here is new. Call them by their first names, even with their first names and surnames. No matter who you know or don't know, you should answer "here" and stand at attention. When you meet the leader, you should call him "hello" and salute him at attention quickly.

When you eat in the canteen, you must stand in your own position. You can't sit down without a unified order. After sitting down, you can't move chopsticks without a unified order, and you can't talk while eating.

In the military camp, you should stand guard at night. In order to ensure sleep time, a nap is essential. Taking a nap, the unified order must lie in bed. Some soldiers have no habit of taking a nap and want to do something else, which is not allowed. Some soldiers take a nap, reluctant to open the quilt of tofu and lie in the corner of the bed. When you go to bed, you must be inspected by an officer. This is called "checking the store". When the officers who check the shop see that the soldiers are not covered with quilts, they will help the soldiers to cover them very quietly. In the military camp, all men will have the warmth of home everywhere. Washing clothes, sewing quilts and nailing buttons will be helped by veterans or officers. They come from different areas, east, west, north and south, and their eating habits are very different. At the dinner table, the comrades of the cookhouse squad will come to ask for advice, whether the food is used to eating, whether it is full, and so on. The military camp is a big family, from all corners of the country, indeed. I remember the class I just joined the army, the monitor, the vice monitor and eight recruits from six provinces. After the recruits' training, they went to the company. There were ten people in the class, from ten provinces in China.

Early in the morning, the sky just turned white, and the sleeping earth slowly woke up. Many people are still asleep, the bugle sounded, youth staged here, and wonderful things happened here. "stand at attention", "at ease" and "count off", the commander quickly lined up. "One, two, one, two, three, four", a day's life begins with morning exercises. This is the army, full of vigor and vitality.

After the morning exercise, as soon as the commander shouted the password of "dissolution", everyone ran into the dormitory, washed and cleaned the house. This must be done before breakfast for ten minutes.

Sweat spilled on the playground, and footprints were left on this land. Whether it is sunny or rainy, whether it is summer or winter, the horn will blow and line up here forever. This is a quality, a style of work, and a tenacious spirit of soldiers.

I practiced for three days in summer. On the concrete floor where eggs can be boiled, I practiced military posture for a long time, like a nail, motionless. Half an hour, an hour, or even longer, sweat dripped down my red cheeks, flowed into my eyes, and soaked my military uniform. I persisted and persisted. No one wants to be weak in the eyes of the public. Fall, get up again, fall again, get up again until you succeed.

In winter, I practice shooting with light weapons on that cold playground. Clothes freeze when it snows or rains. Holding the gun for a long time has made my hands numb. After a few days, my hands were red and swollen with cold, like a steamed bun.

As a soldier, the most difficult thing is queue training. Queue is the basic skill of soldiers, with the same stride, the same pace and the same voice. Everything is in line with the queue rules. When I was a child, I was deeply impressed to see the PLA marching in neat steps, heroic and spirited.

Under the banner of the army, marching on the marching road, sonorous and powerful, penetrated time and space, showed everyone's strength, shocked everyone's experience and frozen everyone's youth here. In that hot military camp, every step has to be out of shape. Every step of a soldier represents the image of a soldier and the honor of the country.

The military camp is a melting pot, a place where people can make progress and mature. In the army, in addition to military training, there is also political education time every week, which is full of positive energy. Every political education requires every soldier to write down his feelings and stick them on the wall, which is very effective in improving the cultural and theoretical knowledge of soldiers. Many people who joined the army in the early years were primary school students and high school students were intellectuals. Many young people, trained by the army, can shoulder the burden and take up different leadership positions when they go back.

In the company, every Sunday night is the class meeting time. The so-called class meeting is a meeting that the monitor calls all the soldiers in the class to attend. Every soldier attending the class meeting needs to review his personal training and study this week, affirm his achievements, find out the shortcomings and recommend good people and deeds in the class. The monitor will record every sentence. The class meeting is a good opportunity to exercise your eloquence.

Xinbinglian, everything is new and delicious. After the recruits are finished, they will be assigned to different posts to perform different tasks.

Wearing a hat badge and collar badge is the real PLA soldier. Before the end of the recruit company, the army gave us a red five-star hat badge and a collar badge symbolizing two red flags. This is a solemn day, this is an exciting day. All officers and men lined up for education and held ceremonies. When we received the shining red five-star and the bright red collar, our inner excitement was beyond words. When everyone put on the military uniform with hat badge and collar badge, they were all smiles and full of energy, and their faces showed a satisfied smile. When I put on this uniform, my first thought was to go to the photo studio and take a photo and send it to my parents waiting in the distance.

The drill of emergency assembly is also very interesting. Emergency assembly is divided into armed and light. Armed to the teeth, you need to carry a backpack, weapons and toiletries. Light clothes only need neat clothes and a belt. Emergency assembly generally requires an imaginary military mission. The fully armed emergency assembly drill usually takes only three minutes from blowing the command to assembling the crowd. The commander arranged the team and led the troops to the designated position to perform military tasks. After arriving at the site, the superior department should send someone to check the arrival of personnel and the carrying of equipment and accessories. In the drill of XinBingLian, because the movements are not skilled, there are constant jokes. The funniest thing is wearing the wrong clothes. Uniform military uniform, if you don't write your name, you will make a mistake during the day. After a day's training, everyone fell asleep as soon as they went to bed, and blew the order in the middle of the night, so they couldn't turn on the lights and talk. Some soldiers can't tell the head of the bed from the end of the bed, so they put on their clothes. As a result, they put on the military uniforms of their comrades next to them and looked very noisy. Some soldiers, the backpack didn't finish, didn't run a distance, the backpack fell apart, and they had to hold the quilt on their chests. Some soldiers, because the equipment and fittings are not placed according to the regulations, or are not fastened, make a rhythmic sound when marching. As for those who bring less equipment, it is often like this. The troops should pay attention to a high degree of unity and straighten their positions. The troops are serious and sometimes unreasonable, but they are also very relaxed and happy.

A gun is a soldier's life. The first time I touch a gun, I always have a novel feeling. Shooting with live ammunition and standing guard, like heroes in movies, are the most unforgettable moments in life. At the beginning of enlistment, all light weapons were distributed to every soldier. There are machine guns, submachine guns, rifles, rocket launchers, and live ammunition on demand. Each class is equipped with a gun rack with guns and bullets on it. When sleeping at noon and at night, bullets are placed beside the bed to cope with emergency military affairs. In order to ensure the integrity of weapons, we have half an hour to clean guns every afternoon. Not only do we clean every part of the gun, but the bullets are also polished.

Military career, the most precious thing is those golden military medals, which is the highest reward for soldiers by the state. Happiness is here when parents smile with good news. In the first year of enlistment, my parents received my first good news, which also opened the day when we were worthy of our country, our hometown elders and our military life.

It is the proudest page in your life journey to forge in the fiery military camp and witness the strength of the motherland and the tenacity of the soldiers. When I was accompanied by March of the Volunteers, I walked past the rostrum with my head held high and was inspected by the people, my heart was always so firm and always so glorious.

A soldier always appears when the country is in the most danger and the people need it most. This stems from the feelings for the motherland, the responsibility for the people, and the responsibility that a soldier should have. Whether fighting against the war of gunpowder smoke or natural disasters such as Skyquake, tsunami and landslides, those soldiers who exchanged their lives for national peace and those who exchanged their lives for people's well-being will always go down in history, and soldiers will always be admired by the people.

"Sleeping in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, dreaming of the iron horse glacier", I was deeply moved by the days when we lived, I was deeply grateful for the brotherly friendship, and I was moved by the heroic models around me. Looking at the present, looking up at the starry sky, it is so vast and profound, and the infinite truth makes me pursue. Soldiers, solemn and sacred names, make me feel awe. It is a belief, a feeling and a responsibility.