Write an essay about military training

Hello, original poster. The following is absolutely original. I wrote it in space after participating in military training. My writing skills are not very good. I apologize for my poor writing skills. The military songs are loud and clear, and the mountains, rivers, wind, rain, and rainbows are sung with heroic demeanor. I break through the sun, moon, fog, and thunder. 1: 8.16 We Off we go! Today we left our warm little home and came to Rudong Yangkou Military Training Base to receive militarized training. Today we are independent, we are autonomous, we have grown up, we are no longer the wild boys we used to be, we are soldiers , we are the rising sun. Facing the flag, we take an oath. . . . . Before the leisure time on the horizon faded away, we had already changed into the uniforms of the Marine Corps. Under the sound of one long and two short assembly whistles, we stood at attention in neat clothes. For the first time, we saw the instructor, who was black and round. With his face and tall body, he made me feel like a serious instructor who was not easy to get close to. As expected, his roar could overwhelm the voices of 47 of us. Under the leadership of the one-two-one command, we marched forward We walked towards the cafeteria with messy steps. Maybe we were used to being lazy, but suddenly we were under great restraints. Before eating, we had to pack the food and then pick up the chopsticks. We stood at attention first and listened to the instructor's instructions before we could sit down. We washed our clothes by ourselves. Everything depends on ourselves. Remember, we are here for military training, not for vacation. 2: Training ing The days of military training are difficult, and some bad things inevitably happen. On the first day of training, when the instructor ordered us to stand at attention for 20 minutes, within 15 minutes, the scorching sun shone overhead. , unknowingly I felt like vomiting, and soon I felt dizzy, my eyes turned black, and I fell down, but when I was helped up, I was thinking " Where am I?" A strange feeling came over me. In fact, it’s more than that. Sometimes I walk with the same hands and feet, and the instructor wonders why I can walk with the same hands and feet (in fact, I can walk with the same hands and feet). It turns out that I even walk in the opposite direction from others. Yes, now I can finally correct it. Isn't this also a breakthrough? There are many, many stories. Military training is ruthless. He can ignore the huge pain in our heels, no matter how we gnash our teeth and blame the instructor behind our back. We stand still in the military posture under the high temperature of 35-66 degrees, and we can train the girls who are weak Liu Fufeng and Yingge Yanyu to be strong and powerful, kicking the goose step and shouting "one, two, one" at the top of their lungs. female soldiers; military training is affectionate, and the instructors' ups and downs intonations have actually become the object of our imitation. The simple but powerful military songs of the soldiers and the heated "singing" competitions made us feel the silly military atmosphere, the temperament of iron, the hardness of steel and the spirit of the mountain. Here There is no intrigue, no fighting, no moral corruption, no secular pollution, there is just the most unpretentious green, some is just our admiration for the soldiers, and some is just a kind of detached expectation from the heart. During the break, we played various games with the instructor and asked us to sing military songs. He taught us to learn to show ourselves, to learn to sell ourselves, and not to give up any opportunity. If you have talent, why not show it? Otherwise, the opportunity will pass you by, just like a shooting star crossing the horizon, make a wish for it. Three: Happy dormitory. Whenever we walk into the dormitory tiredly, after taking a shower and clothes, blowing the lights-out whistle, we go to the dormitory together. My classmates are always able to make the evening enjoyable, telling ghost stories, telling jokes, talking about movies, and even learning how to scream ghosts. Although we are from different classes, we are a group and every member of our group has a responsibility. Do your part for the collective. Really, you will not be lonely every night, there will be laughter every night, and you will be happy every night. Thank you! Four: A strong instructor. I don’t know if I use the word “strong” appropriately. On August 21, the day before the military parade, at night, the instructor said that he had a fever of 40 and a half degrees (although I don’t know if it is true), but he was still tenacious. Looking at us, some people may say that all soldiers are like this, but you are wrong. Soldiers are also human beings. They are the people's soldiers. No matter what, I am still very touched (maybe I am a sentimental person). Five: Farewell We came here six days ago, and we parted here six days later. The familiar dormitory, the beloved instructors, and the smelly military uniforms we have worn. Everything is almost over. Six days ago, we Looking forward to today, we have finally waited. Maybe we will never see you, instructor, maybe you will forget us, but I will remember every drop of sweat and every drop of tears in military training. Maybe, in the future, I will remember you. We will see each other in the near future, maybe, only time will tell. Get in the car and look back for the last time! "Bleeding, sweating, but not tears; shedding skin and flesh, never falling behind." We drew a perfect end to our military training life with practical actions.

I will go all out to meet greater academic challenges and strive to do better! Goodbye, instructors who share the same joys and sorrows! Goodbye, cool and unforgettable military training!