Military training

Military training is a piece of music in each of us. Although it is short-lived, it is the most beautiful and exciting scene. Savoring it, it leaves us with a precious memory.

Walking out of the door in the morning, the morning smog lingered throughout the city, and it also slid a gentle southeast wind. "Thank God, today is not hot."

The sun in the sky is still faintly visible, and it is emitting yellowish light in the sky.

After arriving at the school, I put on my shirt, put on my pocket-like trousers, tied my belt and put on my hat. Go to the playground to receive the test of military training. The first military training, we left a deep impression on the instructors. Someone else’s class stood neatly and the class was twisted and twisted. The sun is shining with blazing light behind the smog, the clouds are scattered, and the sun is bigger. We are called bitter. "The morning is still so cool, how hot it is in the afternoon." I rubbed my sweat and complained.

"Do you move?" The classmates on the side of me... I wiped the sweat said, "When you sweat, you have to report and make ten reports." "report,

Reports, reports, reports, reports. "Big point," he yelled at the door and shouted "Report, report." I swallowed and thought "Fortunately, I was not discovered by the teacher when I wiped the sweat."

At eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten o'clock, the sun is bigger, and the dragonfly that perches on the tree is also squatting. The sweat of the bean is falling like rain, the wet cheeks and the back are dripping, and even the camouflage clothes worn on the body are wet. Thorough.

Many students couldn't hold on. At this time, Wang Nian was pale and his body was rickety. The classmate next to her told the instructor that the instructor quickly came over and helped her to take off her military cap under the shade of the tree. Teacher Wang fanned her with her hat.

After a while, Teacher Wang came to the sun and fetched water for us. This moment deeply touched our heartstrings. This fire is burning in our hearts. This is the moving fire. The voice in my heart shouts and makes the sun come more. Be violent! After the water was over, we found that Mr. Wang’s back was soaked. The instructor asked us to drink some water. This water was mixed with deep concern and thirsty in my mouth.

A week passed, I heard that the instructors are leaving, and we are reluctant to give up, "the banquet in the world." There is separation when there is a gathering, and when Chen’s instructor leaves, there seems to be something missing in my heart.

If life is a book with the most connotation, military training is inevitably the most beautiful chapter. If life is a journey, military training is indispensable. If life is a stage play, then military training must be The most exciting scene...Recalling the bits and pieces of the instructor, even if it flows through tears?

The first day: Peng Zhenliao