Tingtou listening to Tao | My youth is like a flame

Author | Tang Ying

The audience and friends are good at night. Welcome to listen to the southern theater "Tide Listening to Tao Tao". After several months of refining, the recruits who entered the army this spring faded their childishness, and they were full of longing to the company, and their military career entered a new journey. Tonight, let's listen to the recruit Tang Ying told her military dream "My Youth Like Fire".

The title of "Chinese People's Liberation Army" is like a song from a distance, a long -standing story, a long -term dream. Today, I have become a glorious female warrior.

My hometown is an old revolutionary district, which is famous for the autumn uprising. I have strolled on the Square of Revolutionary Memorial, and I have entered the tunnel of the authentic war. I also heard the elderly in the village telling the years of flames. I boarded the Yueyang Tower and looked at the sky and the light. Time can erase the scars of the years, but history will remember the hero's poem. I took the red flag in the hands of the martyrs, and since then, I became "he".

If my hometown piles the firewood of my life, then my university is the flame that ignites my life. Here I met Academician Lu Yonggen, and I also squeezed into the classroom full of people. Since then, I have learned to dedicate, and listening to the wind and waves in the future is the echo of their soul.

I was also fortunate to know several veterans who have been re -school. They strolled with them on the Bauhinia Bridge. They watched the palace pink and sheep hoof into a pink sunset, reflecting the black land under their feet, showing our golden ideal. I listened to them telling a life story that was completely different from me, the Army, Navy, Air Force, Rocket Army, and even peacekeeping forces. Seeing them recalling tears in the military life, I suddenly understood that whether it was a unparalleled nation like two academicians, or thousands of ordinary people, everyone was a star, falling into the silver Hanxing River bright It has become a prosperous China.

Now, I came to the troops' melting furnace and became one of the small flames. From the slightly cold in early spring of March to the sun in the summer of June, from the recruits to the bottom, the weak girl faded away the green and became strong and brave.

The mission of loyalty, the brave knife, iron -hearted iron, selfless and fearless. After joining the army, I understand more that the years are good because someone is going forward for you. I remember the first time I went to the shooting range to hit the target. I heard the blasting of the bullet and I was scared. Now I can keep the purse grenades. Unconsciously, I grew up for the "Mulan" that I never thought about it.

I treasured the clothes that were worn on the day of the mud water, and I miss the days when I jumped into the charge with his comrades -in -arms in the heavy rain, and I couldn't forget that I continued to train after cutting and the wounds collapsed again. I have only seen the major power of the country on TV now, and now I need to use it proficiently; I have heard the torrent of the steel torrent, and now I have also joined it. The sweat was soaked in military uniforms, and it was not too late to dry, and it was a new training course. Every day, I have a physical overdraft to hungry, but I can't swallow the meal because of stomach cramps; the sweat flowing under the troops under the scorching sun has accumulated into a small puddle under the feet; All blood. On the day of the granting ceremony, I firmly vowed: never rebelly left the army and vowed to defend the motherland.

The Bayi Army Banner never tells what is eternal, but its majestic posture that has greeted the wind and stretching is always highlighting eternal.

The anchor of this issue: Xue Na

Authoritative release of the southern theater

Produced: Liang Qiying Tianjun Editor: Liu Dao Fu Jiang Boxi

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