Tonight, send veterans

Author:Xilu Qiangjun Time:2022.09.01

Mingyue came out of the mountain, and the vast clouds. Welcome to the "Guanshan Yue" in Xilu Ye.

In the barracks, they gathered together. The training grounds, they worked together with Gan, and the time was sharpened. In September, memories are the sorrows of miss. By the year's retirement season, before the training ground, before the military columns, they reluctantly looked back to say goodbye.

Tonight, let us remember the original intention and send the veterans.

Farewell, old soldier

Author: He Hao Anchor: Zhu Yong

"There are many ways to youth. Fortunately, my youth is like wearing military uniforms." At the beginning of the enlistment, we dreamed of entering the barracks with dreams, and experienced the wind and rain became an excellent soldier. Unforgettable time. Even if the military uniforms have been washed away, they are still so mighty to wear on the veteran. Even if there is no shoulder seal and hat emblem, the temperament of the soldiers cannot be erased.

The footsteps of time are too hurried, remembering that there are many reluctance and memorable time during this time.

Old soldiers, do you remember just entering the barracks? At that time, you faded the childishness of the student, and more bloody and responsible, and determined to build your job in the army and report to the motherland.

Old soldiers, do you remember the first step of soldiers is 75 cm? When the monitor corrects your lonely queue, you are thinking of fighting as a soldier, and a good man should gallop the ground.

Old soldiers, do you remember the excitement and nervousness during the first real shot shooting? I didn't know what to look like before joining the army, but now the steel gun is held in my own hand. At that time, I was determined to practice hard to kill the enemy and defend the land for one inch.

Old soldiers, do you remember the first Spring Festival in the army? When the goods were divided into your own hands, you immediately sent a video to your home, crying and said, "Mom, I'm pretty good here."

Old soldiers, do you remember the first time to participate in the combat physical fitness? In order to show your superb combat effectiveness in front of his comrades -in -arms, you have been carrying you with several guns, and he also gritted his teeth and shouted, "I can do it, let me come."

Old soldiers, do you remember the first night whistle? Looking at the green lights outside, you remembered home and parents. But you also deeply understand how heavy your responsibilities are.

Old soldiers, do you still remember when the recruits touched you when he called you the "squad leader" for the first time? Previously, the squad leader took himself, and now he can progress with new comrades with his hands. Now you also have the squad leader.

Old soldiers, do you remember the first time he sent the old squad leader to retire? Looking at the usual and generous tears when they hug each other, you also laughed at what they cried.

Now you are leaving too. At that time, the expression of laughed at the head of the class was gone. The happiness that had been hung on the face in the past was no longer unknown. The troops make you strong and confident, making you look like a real man. But at this moment, you all cried like a grievance child.

Cry, facing the training ground in the camp. It records the traces of your military road. I remember that there was a white poplar on the side when I first arrived at the training ground, and each training would pass. A few years have passed, and you have witnessed its growth, and it accompanies you through countless spring and autumn.

Cry, to the green military uniform you love. This military uniform not only witnesses your hard work, but also erase the childishness on your face. When the camouflage clothes are worn on yourself, your heart is full of pride, and you have become a hero in everyone's eyes.

Cry, facing the familiar auditorium. Think about the unique architecture, think about cross talk and singing dance. There was a cheerful laughter, a happy movement, and a stage where it appeared. Unconsciously, I have to say "goodbye" to it.

Cry, facing the steel gun you used to be used. For the first time, according to the gun shooting, the first target, the first time the gun, the first climbing tactics ... as if you can still hear the sound of echoing the ears in the ears.

Cry, to the sound of the Jun Liang's army, to everything that gets along with the past ...

Life is like a long trip, and every paragraph will coincide with the same people. What is gratifying is that there are comrades in the vast sea of comrades. It is helplessly, I do n’t know when he will see you again.

Farewell, brothers who have worked together with Gan;

Farewell, the path for a few years;

Farewell, my favorite steel gun;

Farewell, my favorite olive green;

Farewell, bit here!