(To commemorate the green years of engineers and soldiers) The military camp serves as a showcase and returns home to create brilliance

The original poster: , Burning Heart Curse, Year of Seven Pansy Views: 359 Replies: 9 Posted in: 2013-01-05 11:07:31
The day of farewell is approaching. We have no tears because we are brothers. We have no regrets because we have served as soldiers. At home, you might be a child cherished by your parents, cared for in every way; in a distant land, you might be a wanderer hustling every day; in the army, your soul is cleansed, and your will is tempered.

Unforgettable is the lawn in front of the barracks. Unforgettable is the long bugle call. Unforgettable are our training grounds; unforgettable are our old squad leaders, our good comrades.

Leaves fall in autumn, flowers bloom in summer; the seasons always alternate and cycle. New recruits enlist, veterans discharge. While welcoming new recruits, veterans quietly leave. Some say: Regret three years if you serve in the army, regret a lifetime if you don't. Serving may make you miss many opportunities to seek wealth, but it cultivates a character and discipline that money can't measure; Serving may make you miss many life dreams, but it teaches you what true ideals are; Serving may make you lose the love you cherish most, but it lets you experience the purest and sincerest friendship in life——comradeship in arms.

Those who have not served, who can understand the feeling of sharing glory and suffering, as if everything about you is connected with your comrades? Those who have not served, who can understand the heartbreak of veterans parting as though facing life and death? I love the vigorous life, I love the camaraderie in the army—— those who haven't served, can they understand???

The days of serving can sometimes feel tough, yet two years just pass in a flash; I don't even know how I got through it. Looking back, I still can't forget—— I can't forget the path I walked. I can't forget the day I received the enlistment notice, I can't forget the joy of putting on the new uniform, I can't forget the lingering emotions of family seeing me off, especially I can't forget the farewell look in my parents' eyes, saying 'Father gave me life, mother nurtured me.' I can't forget the feeling of stepping on the train, 'wandering in a foreign land.' I can't forget the excitement of entering the barracks, I can't forget writing the first letter home, I can't forget the intense training in the new recruits' company, I can't forget the daily anticipation of letters from a loved one. I can't forget the pride of receiving my military rank.I cannot forget the feeling of touching an outstanding soldier for the first time, cannot forget the homesickness expressed in 'Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, I miss my family even more during festive seasons,' cannot forget the Sunday gatherings with fellow villagers saying 'Since you come from our hometown, you should know about hometown affairs,' cannot forget the feeling of 'my heart is like an arrow flying home' during my first visit to my family, cannot forget the care of countless soldiers, cannot forget the heart-wrenching pain every year when the song 'Farewell to Comrades' is played, cannot forget, I cannot forget anything… To the comrades who are about to leave the army, all of this will become my memories. Make the barracks your pride, create brilliance in your hometown! Dear comrades, may you have a good journey… Engineer uncles are so great! (Everyone applauds)
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Did the engineer do anything?
He has cleaned the toilet. Lao Wei is great.
The engineer uncle is of course great.
It's written so movingly, just one word, awesome! Keep it up!
Uh, this article, originally titled 'Remembering Comrades, Dreaming Back to the Barracks,' is an old post.
What the hell! You're defending it without even reading the article!
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