As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. The week-long military training life ended successfully. Now I'm on campus. But I still have a little bit of military training in my heart. It's like being in Cao Cao and being in Han. It is so painful and happy to miss and recall the past.

Some people say that people are emotional animals. I feel deeply at this moment. Too much disappointment and too much attachment stay in the National Defense Park.

The amiable instructor made me reluctant to give up: his figure, his words and deeds made me feel cordial. When I first met the instructor, I was very scared and depressed, but in the future military training, I felt that he was so kind, so strict and so humorous, which brought new vitality to our boring military training. Giving him up is far more important than anything else. I am young and energetic, and I really want to go back to the National Defense Park and accept the baptism of military training again.

Strict and orderly training makes me reluctant to go, because it absorbs my hard sweat, records my hard work, and carries my persistence in military training. The huge military training ground, where I used to stand and practice my movements. The grassy grassland I once climbed is the hero of our military training.

Don't give up, don't give up too much to marry. Don't give up the canteen, dormitory, flowers and plants ... can't let go or escape?

No matter whether it is bitter or painful, what remains is memories. Face the future with a smile, face our study and overcome learning obstacles with the spirit of military training!

extreme

The short three-day military training ended successfully. Looking back on the days with the instructors, I found that it was not all bitter.

Originally, in my opinion, military training is full of instructors' reprimands; Military training is an intense and arduous ensemble; Military training is followed by heavy rain, harsh training and a big gathering under the scorching sun ... Military training life has surfaced in my mind for hundreds of times and flashed before my eyes. In this military training, my body is too tired. Although I have unspeakable ups and downs in my heart, and my skin has turned black in the scorching sun and summer heat, I think it is a kind of happiness, a kind of courage to better advance towards my life goals, and it has added a confidence to enhance myself.

I remember that on the first day of military training, the students were lazy, unwilling to train, and even bored. They always look around or talk to each other, and they are absent-minded. But gradually, the students' spirits are all concentrated and serious, and a kind of cohesion has gradually come to our collective.

Three days passed unconsciously, and we established a deep friendship with the instructor. These days we * * * trained together, laughed together and won the first prize. Now that we are separated, it really doesn't taste good in my heart. Let's remember the good times these days by heart!

This military training made me understand: for a real adult, hardships in study and life are essential. Now that I have survived the hardships in my studies, what are the hardships in my life? As the saying goes, "Heaven will drop to a great post, and people must first suffer from their will and work hard for their bones and muscles".

Tisso

Living in this era, we are all flowers growing up in a greenhouse, soaking up big "emperors" and "princesses" in honeypots, and never knowing the meaning of "bitterness". Now, I know, originally, our life is so happy. But how do I feel about all this?

It's very hot in August, and cicadas keep barking in the trees, which is very annoying. Summer vacation, should have stayed at home comfortably, but it happened that the "threshold" military training at the gate of the middle school came.

The first thing we practice is to stand in a military posture, hold your head up and chest high, look straight ahead, and keep your feet at 60 degrees ... Although we are training in the shade, we are still sweating. The heat wave kept coming, without a trace of coolness, and everyone's clothes were soaked with sweat.

In the afternoon, we practice marking time. The instructor told us to step on our left foot first. We can't make mistakes. We should lift our feet. In order to make the movements more standard, the instructor also specially spent more than ten minutes, let us practice one action after another. We have been lifting on one foot for a long time, so it is difficult to grasp the balance, and the students are stagger.

The first day of training made people backache, and everyone secretly complained. In the end, everyone was expressionless. But no one gave up and the military training arrived on time the next day.

The next day's military training arrived as scheduled, because we didn't practice very well yesterday, so the instructor asked us to stand in the sun for training. Although it is morning, it is too hot to breathe. On the playground, hot air constantly seeps in from the ground; The heel hurts because of the constant standing of the military posture, and the foot plate is sour and painful. I kind of wanted to back down, but I stuck to it.

Although these five days of military training are very bitter and tiring, these tears and tiredness are catalysts for growth, as strong and unyielding as sharpening our oak tree. As the saying goes, life is short. It's nothing to suffer when you are young. As the saying goes, plum blossoms are sweet and bitter. Military training, it teaches us how to face setbacks in future life and a valuable spiritual persistence!

Article 4

"Don't look for reasons, explanation is cover-up, and cover-up is fact." This sentence said by the instructor has been lingering in my mind. This sentence is my harvest since military training. It always tells me-there is no excuse.

In some military regulations, there is an explanation about excuses: in the army, there is no excuse for failure. If there are extenuating circumstances, you can explain the situation, but even if you do, it cannot be used as an excuse.

So since I entered middle school, I have developed the habit of being responsible for myself and others, and I don't find any reasons for my mistakes. As the head of the dormitory, I suggest urging the dormitory members to get up and make their beds. I am strict with myself not to be late or leave early, even if I feel a little uncomfortable.

It is the belief without excuses that makes me strong when I am weak and brave when I am afraid. It tells me to be proud, not to stand still because of failure, but to be modest and polite when I succeed; Don't use words instead of actions. Do not seek comfort, face the spur and pressure brought by difficulties and challenges; I have a sense of freshness in my heart, full of fun and hope for the unknown military training life.

"No excuses, sir." Because of the habit of making excuses, I can't say these words under the strong questioning eyes of the instructors, because they are very strict and indifferent. But slowly, I will shout this sentence loudly and confidently. Handle the consequences of mistakes with a strong sense of responsibility.

This is my military training experience, six words-no excuses!