The alarm clock in the morning is surrounded by the roommate's even breathing. Thinking of a new day, I get up, carefully fold the quilt and get out of bed quietly. Outside the window, the sun has risen slowly from the horizon, and the fresh air in the morning fills my nose. Take a deep breath. Ah, life is so beautiful, the sun is new, and so am I.

I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I smiled. This may be the skin color that military training should have. The cool water took away the laziness in the morning. Put on your military uniform and hat, and be in high spirits. The smell of breakfast in the canteen opened my taste buds. I drank a cup of hot soybean milk and the smell of fried dough sticks-I couldn't resist it ... I walked to the training ground and remembered the content of yesterday's training. Every action point comes to mind, stand at attention, be at ease, stand at attention ... These actions have met the coach's requirements after repeated practice. We are happy from the heart, and our faces are full of smiles. At this time, a gathering brought my thoughts back, and all my comrades gathered neatly together. From the initial comfort, to the gradual paralysis of legs and feet, to the pain behind the shoulders, everyone is fighting with himself. Nobody wants to relax. There is only one thought in their hearts-persistence. With slow persistence, I know what persistence is and what persistence is for another minute. When more than ten minutes passed, four words came to my mind-getting better gradually.

The sun is merciless, the whole body is tight, sweat seeps out and sticks to short sleeves and pants. Everyone is still gritting their teeth, and unconsciously, half an hour has passed quietly, and a step has eased the tight body. Go on, go on, go on, go on ... The sun draws an arc in the sky and reaches our heads, and the military training in the morning is over. After that, we enjoyed a feast, and a short rest after lunch made us step into a paradise on earth. After lunch, I feasted my eyes on the lawn. The breeze blew, and the mottled figure in the shade made up a beautiful painting. The vicious afternoon sun made us sweat. No one wants to back down and be baptized by the scorching sun. I don't think the difficulties of life can stop us from moving forward.

Slowly military training has become a habit. From the resistance at the beginning to the persistence now, I learned to overcome difficulties and realized what is getting better gradually. This may be the last military training in my life, and I have learned to enjoy it. I have learned that military orders are like mountains, and I am strict with myself. I understand that it is never safe, but someone is in front to shelter you from the wind and rain. This military training will be unforgettable for life.