"At ease, stand at attention ..." The instructor's loud password echoed on the playground. Yesterday, it was our turn for the fifth-grade military training.

happy

Hearing the news of military training can make a group of our classmates happy. This is new. I have never received military training before. I can do it this afternoon! I didn't fall asleep at noon, and my mind was full of military training. Finally, I took part in military training. An instructor came. I saw him of medium height, small eyes and a bright smile. I knew at a glance that he was not fierce, which made me very happy. Look at the instructor in the next class. He is tall, with heavy eyebrows and dark skin, like a "Bao Gong in the army".

angry

As expected, the instructor was not only not fierce, but also talked and laughed with us during recess. Some students took the opportunity to say back and forth that they didn't practice well and complained that the sun was too dark. I thought angrily, it's really a shame for our class.

sympathize with

Although angry, I can't hold on for a while. My arms are sore, my legs are weak, my forehead is shining, and the sweat as big as beans is falling. Small flying insects scratch their faces and can't catch them. I thought sadly, well, I have to report an itchy face. Really annoying! After a while, my legs seemed to be tied with lead blocks and it was difficult to lift them. The clothes were also soaked with sweat. Military training is very fresh, but it feels bad!

happy

No matter how hard and tired I am, watching many students persist, I seem to be full of strength and cheer up again. I always disagree with my classmates when I practice stepping. The instructor asked me to look at the person next to me out of the corner of my eye and align with him. I did as he said, trying to control my steps. Finally, my classmates and I can align, and my heart is as sweet as honey.

The most tense moment has arrived. Eight classes in Grade Five have to compete, which is related to the honor of our class. The students put away their smiling faces, lined up and stood up, heroic and spirited, shouting slogans in unison and marching forward for inspection. We showed our best side and the teachers gave us warm applause. The students laughed more beautifully than the blooming flowers.

Unconsciously, the military training is over, but it makes me think a lot. ...