At the end of August, the hot sun absorbed our essence. In the past, having a good sleep and lunch at home during the summer vacation was a farewell. What a pity. Getting to school at 7: 30 every day is really a torture for me. The teacher said that this is a once-in-a-century event, and it is also one thing to think about it.

I'm flattered to say that you are full of energy and energy because of this glorious task. The sleepiness accumulated for a semester is surging and out of control. Several times during military training, I stood and practiced, and quietly closed my eyes. It was also the loud voice of the instructor that woke me up from the confusion several times. I was so scared and excited. ...

The painful military training that Senior One should endure has been postponed again and again because of the Beijing Olympic Games, which shocked China and foreign countries and was unparalleled in the world. This year. This summer, China celebrated its 60th anniversary. As volunteers, the school combines physical training with military training for National Day training. That's a good idea. Kill two birds with one stone.

On the first day of military training, I thought it would be easier. But in the end, it became empty in an instant. The majestic momentum of the instructor was displayed on the playground of this 400-meter runway, which shocked all directions. ...

Ha ha. The content is still a little simple. This is just the person I want with uncoordinated body. Stand at attention. At ease. Turn left and turn right. Straddle Just walking. That's all. Less content but no loss.

Instructors can be cute sometimes.

The Lager Competition was played brilliantly on the green "grass". Instructor's slogan is so classic ... so old ... such as "instructor x, come on." Come on, instructor X. When I tell you to sing, you sing. It is not decent to speak hesitatingly. What do you like, like a girl ... "(This slogan will never be forgotten by me! )

Finally, the so-called performance display, choose one, two, three, and have a comparison. Compared with this, the people who love the group are full of enthusiasm. Appreciating the wonderful wrestling performance of the "macho man" instructor, the girls screamed again and again. The headmaster couldn't bear to lose the opportunity to show himself, and tried the knife, which also attracted the whistle.

I broke my finger in today's training. It's not that I don't like it, but that my body is too fragile, easily injured, and my back hurts when I stand, so I can't get up when I get home and go to bed. But it overflowed from my heart, probably the kind of experience that comes only once in my life and never comes back. ...

Some places have been changed . . )

2. A little feeling of military training

Green school trees and lush grasslands, we freshmen who are in the flower season, are undergoing the baptism of military training and subliming ourselves in strict training. Thanks to dear high school, we have the opportunity to play the song of youth in military training.

Anyone who has participated in military training is generally impressed by running. Because this is a high-tech project in military training, the process is relatively complicated. Sure enough, just one stop makes the originally neat class uneven. So the instructor decided to line up.

Today's sun is particularly bright, and the sun shines unscrupulously on our skin. Soon, everyone was sweating and thirsty. "Running-go! 12 1! 12 1 ""bracket set! 1234 "I tried my best to make everyone hear me. Everyone ran back and forth on the playground over and over again. Follow the instructor's instructions of "don't show your elbows first, then don't show your elbows" and "lean forward when preparing", and you will run in a mess from the beginning and gradually become a straight line running through the whole row.

But after stopping, there are always a few people who either stop fast or follow slowly. It's much better to watch boys park than we do. Many people began to worry. The training results seem to have returned to the starting point. I don't know what to do at once. It suddenly occurred to me that unity is strength. If I screw up, everyone will only screw up. So I calmed down and raised my voice, stepped up my practice and cheered each other up. Finally, I'm ready to stand still.

On the military training ground these days, the scenery is almost unchanged: the instructor's serious face, hoarse password sound, the students carrying out Changhong's shouts, crystal beads of sweat on their foreheads, and soaked camouflage uniforms. Everything seems so monotonous, but this seemingly monotonous scenery has taught me a lot.

Think about it. In fact, many things are like this: haste makes waste. Military training not only let me appreciate the true colors of soldiers, but also let me realize the truth of being a man from practice.

Military training, first of all, taught me what is serious and what is concentration. Although it was a military training for students, the instructor took 100% responsibility. Look, the straight military posture and hoarse password did not show the instructor's good intentions. Without a serious role and a dedicated attitude, such a large army will never become a party team.

Military training, I was deeply moved by sincere treatment. It was embarrassing to record that you stepped on the heel of the person in front of you. When others said "Never mind" with a smile, when you were extremely thirsty and didn't bring water, when others handed you unscrewed mineral water; When you can't learn a movement and others patiently teach you ... all this makes me feel a refreshing wind in the hot sun and gives me more motivation.

Military training has taught me too much. ...

3.n days of military training

Inscription-The days of military training have sharpened our will and challenged our perseverance.

Indeed, military training has made me grow a lot and I have become stronger.

"I get up at six o'clock every day, lack of sleep, nervous training and bad appetite. However, I am getting healthier and healthier. Look at my face. " A classmate said with a wry smile. Indeed, the face is tanned and people have lost weight. The seven-day military training is not a virtual exercise. However, although it was the last day of military training, the smiling face on the military training ground was not tired at all and still radiant.

Practice, just this one word.

In the scorching sun, I repeated simple and boring rest and attention. In the cool rain in the morning, I walked and ran step by step, shouting loud slogans. Repeatedly practice one stroke and one style of military boxing in flying sand. These seven days of military training life can be described as suffering. And almost no tutor has a good voice. The taste of training on the playground is really unpleasant. The diabolical sunshine raged and swept away, leaving no shady resting place. The purpose of our military training is not only to cultivate a "soldier-like" from the first class in this high school, but also to learn to be patient, learn to persist, learn to share joys and sorrows and learn to adapt. "What is military training? Practice, just this word! " A freshman said.

The instructor is also "crazy"

During the break, with the encouragement of the tutor, the students began to sing "Wild". "come on Come one! " "Watermelon skin, watermelon skin, not singing is cheating!" As a result, unity is the strength rising from here, and the filming came back to win bursts of applause. Before Jay Chou sang, Sister Lin appeared everywhere, which was classic and popular, and gathered together, singing and laughing one after another. The short military training break turned into a song contest, which was very lively! At this time, the instructor also changed his serious face and became "crazy" with his classmates: he was a conductor for a while and a guest host for a while. Students will not miss the instructor, "instructor, come to one! Come one! " The instructors were generous enough to shine, and thunderous applause echoed on the training ground again.

Walk past the reviewing stand

When dozens of square teams walked past the reviewing platform with full spirit, neat pace, confident smiles and loud slogans, they were greeted by eager eyes and warm applause from school leaders and teachers. A newborn parent, standing in the stands, watched his children line up and walk neatly, and said with relief, "I can go home safely tomorrow." The child has just relaxed for a summer vacation. I really don't know if he will adapt to military training. But judging from his performance today, he has really made great progress. The instructor made great efforts and the children persisted. I am relieved! "

Say goodbye to each other

Today is the last day of our usual military training. Everyone is feeling that time flies, but they just don't cover it. Although students always complain in the process of military training, when it comes to bidding farewell to military training and instructors, everyone really feels a little left. The words in my heart blocked the exit, and I lost my expression and my words were raw.

The lost military training has become a solidified memory, but the echoes left by military training are still echoing. We should keep in mind the military style, restrain ourselves with iron discipline and dominate ourselves with iron will.

Military training is such an unforgettable experience that it is worth cherishing forever. Military training, let me experience this extraordinary life, but also let me feel the true feelings of the world. At this time, I really thought that it was the ups and downs in my life that made life so beautiful.

Military training is my most unforgettable experience.

4. Military training

Before military training, my blood was boiling and I couldn't wait to experience the life of the army. After military training, my blood is still boiling: military training-bittersweet, is the most precious wealth in my life.

The first one is bitter.

In the army, we should have strong discipline and obey the command in all actions to the letter. The instructors put on serious faces one by one, and even naughty boys dare not disobey their orders.

The most difficult and tiring thing in training is walking on your right foot. The instructor asked us to kick our feet to the "high altitude" and then come and correct them one by one. Instructors never "sympathize" Sweat rolled down from the forehead, back and legs and got wet all over. Our feet hurt, our backs are sore and our backs are not straight. How much we look forward to the instructor's "rest". At that time, all the girls in the team sat on the floor and enjoyed a few hard-won minutes.

The most unfortunate thing is that I have a lot of prickly heat, which hurts and itches. I have been spoiled at home since I was a child, and I have never suffered like this. Lying in bed, the feeling of acupuncture all over my body makes it difficult for me to fall asleep. I think about the comfort of home and the love of my parents. Finally, I was conquered by my own tears, and there was only one word in my mind-home. I cried softly for a long time and suddenly thought of a question: "Why do I want military training?" Yes, I want to learn to be strong, I want to cheer up, and I can persist. I quickly dried my tears and closed my eyes to meet the challenge of the new day.

The second piece of music

Sometimes the instructor will teach us to sing military songs, and then go to pull songs with other teams. That earth-shattering cry is actually a beautiful song, full of our excitement and joy. This kind of scene is usually not easy to encounter, and everyone cherishes it and shouts desperately. At this time, the instructors also changed their serious expressions, full of energy and smiling. In fact, they are just as young and lovely.

There are also crazy times when the boys in our team are really fierce. We invite three instructors to our classroom and pester them to sing. Usually we listen to the teacher, but the teacher must also listen to us. We haven't allowed them to sing military songs yet. The instructors all begged for mercy one by one, and instructor Luo cursed us in distress situation: "You boys! What a shame! " But he still can't escape, as a classmate said, "He can be planted in our hands."

Look how happy we are together. Compared with the instructor's usual expression, it is simply two people. The tutor gives priority to singing to others. Seeing their "you push me and let me" look naive, I often can't help laughing.

Green-a vibrant color, is also the endorsement of soldiers. Our freshmen represent the same expectations of the school and parents, and are also the future of the motherland; As defenders of national security, officers and men of the armed police naturally have a long way to go. Green military training allows us to appreciate the rigorous style of the army and the heavy responsibility we feel.

Pink-a warm and compassionate color that makes people feel grateful. The next day, when I stood in the police position, the sun was like fire. The head teacher saw that we were sweating like rain, so he took out paper towels to wipe the sweat one by one. Although the weather is extremely hot, the teacher's concern makes us feel extremely moved, like a clear spring flowing in our hearts.

Blue-the color of the sea, broad and inclusive. In military training, we not only improved ourselves, but also cultivated a tacit understanding when our classmates became familiar with each other. In the queue, one person's mistake often leads to everyone's mistake, so we should actively cooperate and be strict with ourselves to win the highest honor for the class. As the saying goes, "Unity generates strength and condenses the hope of birth", and team spirit will win more victories.

Military training is really tiring, but it's time to say goodbye to us. What remains in our hearts is pain, joy and more gratitude. Thank the school for giving me the opportunity to exercise, thank the instructor for his tireless teaching, thank the teachers and classmates for their concern, and thank the colorful ups and downs of life.

5. Military training is very helpless.

Five-day military training life is like a gripping symphony, and bitterness and joy constitute its main theme, which is worth remembering and unforgettable!

Iron discipline and strict training are our military training. We are constantly carrying out boring training, sometimes standing in the sun, standing faint and white. Every training is a baptism of sweat, and every day's life is a struggle of willpower. But even if the military training is hard and tired, we will get through it. This iron will is all over the military training playground.

The fiery sun scorched the earth mercilessly, but even though the sun was vicious, we sweated profusely on the playground and practiced wholeheartedly. This reminds me of a sentence: the sun is cruel, but what is more cruel than you is our iron perseverance. Yes, there is always a reward for giving. Look at that move. Although it is not as standard as a soldier, it is also masculine. This is the inevitability of what we pay and return. This is the successful blooming of flowers watered with sweat.

When we first came, each of us was looking forward to it. After all, it was the first time we went to formal and strict military training. However, when we were just training, the strict movement requirements made it difficult for our lack of exercise bodies to adapt, and our legs were sore in one afternoon. We were a little shaken and wanted to give up, but we overcame our weakness and persisted. Two days later, we adapted to the life of the soldiers a little, and we were brand-new: not only strong, energetic, but also stronger-willed, and each of us had iron perseverance. This is of great significance to our study and life in these three years.

Finally, another day passed, and it was dark where the whole body could see it. Hands are black, red, black and red. Being hit by hot water in the shower will hurt your heart, just like sprinkling salt on a bloody body. That feeling is beyond a word "pain". Especially the part of the neckline that is open below the neck is just V-shaped by the sun; It's not just these that are the worst. I don't care about the physical pain, and it will even hit me psychologically. Mom doesn't know which nerve is short-circuited. It's like being whiter than me. Knowing whether I'm white or not, I'll get black as soon as I get sunburned. What do you mean? No darker than me. It really pisses me off.

Bad things happen one after another. In the afternoon training, when the instructor told us to "turn around", I was half a beat late. According to the regulations, I have to shout "report". Of course, a "good" kid like me will shout. I didn't expect him to be sure who shouted, so I said "it's me". He glanced at me and continued to ask, "Who shouted just now?" I looked at him next to me and thought, am I the only one shouting? Is there a second person? He asked again and again, but no one made a sound, so he called our company forward. His hunch told me that he didn't hear me at all (usually no one answered after being questioned, which means he would be punished), so I said "it's me" loudly, and the instructor looked at me and said, "Why didn't I answer you just now?" As God as my witness, I didn't answer? Are you kidding? Before I could answer, my classmate said, "We all heard what he said," but he still couldn't understand it like a mentally retarded person-just when we were in a stalemate, suddenly I felt a voice coming from the horizon, "Teacher, he misunderstood you." I was so scared that I had an impulse to laugh. The instructor looked at him and asked with a smile, "I don't know about the misunderstanding yet." How do you know? " That boy actually said, "I guessed!" " In this way, the matter went away.

In the morning, we also held small class exercises, and our class was praised, but the instructor also said that we can't do this and that, and there is no artistic education. By the way, there's one more thing I'm finally sure of. He is really tone deaf-haha, the happiest thing about military training is this!

I'm going to practice tomorrow. I heard I'm going to the border. The pain of flesh and blood is inevitable. I just hope tomorrow will not be so miserable.

Military training, painful and happy.

six

"alas! The bitter days are coming again! I really want to sleep! " This is the first sentence I said to myself this morning. With this sentence, my life today gradually began.

As the saying goes, the plan is not as fast as the change. Today's event is a good example.

"One two one, one two one, one two one ..." Boring morning exercises began again.

After running, the instructor took us to the playground and trained in rows.

"Turn right!"

"One, two." Yesterday, listening to the students' loud voices suddenly become as loud as mosquitoes, I was anxious for me, for everyone and for the instructor.

Sure enough, "turn left!" Instructor Meng began to practice us again.

"One, two." There is almost no sound.

"Turn right!"

Students don't even shout slogans, they just do actions. I guess it's because of anger. (Of course, the reason why I don't shout is because everyone doesn't shout, so I'm a little embarrassed. )

"What's the matter, homesick?" Meng instructor's tone is a bit slow.

Everyone was silent.

"I will go home in a few days. What are you sad about? Look at us, we haven't been home for three years! " He said, a little choked.

I'm afraid the instructor will cry the next second.

"I haven't been home for nine years!" I don't know who said that.

"Nine years?" Meng instructor thought for a moment, "oh! Not seeing you for a day is like Sanqiu. Three days is nine years, right? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ... "

"Ha ha ha ha ....." The students also smiled, and of course I was no exception! However, I smiled, not only because of the humor between my classmates and the instructor, but also because of his smile. With such a smile, Meng instructor should temporarily forget the pain of homesickness!

No one wants others to mention their pain, and I think the tutor is the same. Now I really want to thank the one who just said, "I haven't been home for nine years!" " "people! )

After the laughter, the students' mood seemed to be erased, as clear as the blue sky here. Cooperate with the instructor to finish today's morning exercises happily.

There are still nine meals.

After breakfast, I was called to practice. But I don't feel tired at all. The happiness of this morning has continued until now.

After lunch, Gege and I created our own language and words. This is a new way for us to forget our homesickness, but in fact, I don't think I need this method anymore.

To tell the truth, I'm beginning to like military training now!

But this sentence, I didn't tell Gege, for fear that she would think I betrayed her.

We continued to create our own words, but in the end, I couldn't help telling her, because I felt that since we were good friends, we should be honest with each other.

So, I said to her, "In fact, I have started to like military training a little now."

Unexpectedly, she said, "Actually, I'm a little."

We smiled at each other and continued to make words.

This harmonious atmosphere has been spreading, and even the once harsh assembly whistle now sounds extremely soft and pleasant.

Today's meeting in the auditorium is about how to learn Chinese, math and English well. The speaker is the head of our Chinese, Mathematics and English Group in Grade One of Senior High School.

Our class teacher also talked about it. A person who listened to Mr. Liu once told me that our head teacher gave a good lecture. Today, I must listen carefully to what our class teacher said. What is a good method?

After listening for a while, I don't know if it's a psychological effect or something. It feels really good. I listened carefully, and after listening, I felt very happy!

In the afternoon, we train in the hot summer. In normal times, I would certainly complain, but today, I think it is worthwhile for the army and the instructors!

Later, I learned that we practiced harder than usual, because there was a competition between our platoon, and the winner could learn a set of techniques to catch thieves and perform on the day of the military parade.

Everyone wants a good honor, and everyone has entered an unprecedented intense practice. Every swing arm, every kick and every little gesture should strive to be the best. There is an accompaniment tape of the military songs we learned yesterday on the playground, which makes my mood very high. We practice in hot summer and sunset. At this time, I found that today's sunset is particularly beautiful. It reflects the rosy clouds on the horizon, making it appear brilliant lavender. In this lavender, the setting sun is not inferior. This flaming fireball emits orange-red light, as if to encourage us, and as if to train with us, and it is flushed.

That day, for the first time, I felt so happy about military training.

If it hadn't rained suddenly in the clear sky, I think we would have practiced. Absolutely.

Unfortunately, today just happened to catch us taking a bath. It didn't rain heavily when we came, so we just waded through. But when we came back, it rained heavily. The teacher lent us an umbrella, and people who didn't have an umbrella personally covered us with towels. Looking at the teacher's serious face when he covered me with a towel, I was moved to cry.

Before going to bed, another "episode" happened in our dormitory. Our dormitory is full of bugs, flying in the sky, running on the ground ... everything. Although mosquito-repellent incense was lit, the effect was not too great. There are some girls who are afraid of bugs in the dormitory, screaming in the dormitory, which makes me upset.

Looking at these killed and chased bugs, I can't help feeling sorry for them. I don't want them dead. I feel like them: mosquito-repellent incense and chasing are like hard training, the window represents my parents, and now I have become a "bug" without even touching it; The door represents the tutor. It is open, and my "bug" passes by every day now. The poor "bug" must overcome the test of "mosquito-repellent incense" and "chasing" before he can further consider whether to take the door or the window.

Alas! Should I be homesick or should I cherish the time with my tutor and classmates? The noise of my classmates seems to be completely gone now, so I just meditate on the window alone.

Oh, why do you always do this! I finally fell in love with military training, but I have been thinking about this nerve-racking and sad problem. It's really a bit "alarmist". I liberated myself from thinking and participated in the "bug war" together.