High three hundred days swearing mobilization meeting: let us brighten the young battlefield

High three hundred days swearing mobilization meeting: let us brighten the young battlefield

After four hours of coaching, I finally arrived at the school on time and started the last semester of the third year of high school. This year's children are about to end the three-year journey of high school for more than a thousand days and embark on the battlefield of the college entrance examination. Horseshoes are available, and military songs are bright. Let me talk about juvenile madness, sing a song, and grow for them!

Tomorrow, the school will hold a high-hundred-day swearing-in mobilization meeting. This is the draft of my speech. Tonight, the eight classes of children gathered in the Sifang Pavilion with the teachers. The atmosphere was harmonious and they saw more cute things. After returning home, I will write this book.

A thousand times of hope, a thousand times of singing

A thousand times of waiting, a thousand times of dreams,

We finally stood on this young battlefield!

Lonely pine on the high hills, the sunset in the mountains,

And the night sky like blood,

Rain and snow, frost, stars and moon,

Witnessed our loss and witnessed our strength,

Witnessed our youthful face!

How much has been eaten, how many squats have fallen,

How many detours have passed, how many rough sands have passed through,

We finally stood on this young battlefield!

You asked me if I am ready to dress?

You asked me if I sharpen my knife?

You asked me if I was already bloody in my chest?

You ask me if I dare to jump to the horse

Spear the bright sword into the enemy's chest!

My answer is only one sentence:

please believe

We are good days!

Cherish every inch of time and organize our clothes;

Pay attention to methods and efficiency, sharpen our knife and gun;

Self-confidence and lucidity make us bloody!

The companionship of teachers and classmates, the eyes of parents and friends,

Warming our backs and adding to our strength,

Let us scream and scream:

Spear the bright sword into the enemy's chest!

Just because we are

There is a good boy in 2010!

The test papers are like the snow flakes.

Look, the fruit of Dan Gui’s flaming in June

Just shining at us!

Did you smell it? Its tempting fragrance!

The last hundred days,

Companions, don't be afraid of the market!

There is no desperate world, only despair for the predicament.

Grasp the paddles of your life boat,

The most difficult day needs only

Grit your teeth and fight hard!

The last hundred days,

Companions, don't prematurely publicize!

On the battlefield of strong fighting,

A momentary negligence may be needed

You have been healing for a lifetime!

Grasp the dream of handcuffs,

Calm every step of the tension!

Swallow the bitter tears,

Resolve every confusion!

Let us shine the sword,

Bright sword in this young battlefield!

The horn of the charge has blown,

The glory of the five hundred years of the flag guides our direction!

The door to success will open for us!

For the days of triumph, let us agree:

Drink three hundred cups,

Drunk in the sand!

Come on, there is a good day,

Please shout with us:

Let us shine the sword,

Bright sword in this young battlefield!