Military training diary

On Saturday, August 23rd, 2003, it was sunny.

The Quaker's name for Sunday

Today, we came to China Junior Military Academy General School and started a seven-day military training life. The first day of training was very hard, because I had never trained like this before, so I was tired after practicing for a while. Everyone is lying in bed at night, and it's really a back ache and leg cramp. Think about it, standing here for a day is almost enough to stand at home for a week. Can you not be tired? When I first came here, I got used to everything here. When training, we should stand in a military posture, practice taking a rest, standing at attention, sitting astride, learning to turn and walking, all of which we can't learn at school. We can't talk while eating, line up before taking a shower, and gather before going to bed, which we can't experience at home. Perhaps, there will be more novel things waiting for us tomorrow, and there will be higher steps waiting for us to climb. I think tomorrow will be more tiring. The stupidest thing now is not sleeping!

On the evening of the 23rd.

On Sunday, August 24th, 2003, it was sunny.

breakfast

Today is the second day of military training. When we get together in the morning, the first thing is not to have breakfast, but to do exercises. It's incredible. We get up at five and start exercising at six. If we are at home at ordinary times, we must get up at five and have breakfast before half past six. But this time is different. We looked at our watches while eating. We didn't see the instructor mention eating until seven o'clock, and it took another thirty minutes for the number to ring. When we arrived at the table hungry, ready to gobble, we found that there was no hot milk, no delicious doughnuts, only a plate of hard steamed bread, a plate of pickles, a plate of eggs and three red squares. The hunger just now suddenly disappeared. Later, we held our noses and had breakfast. Up to now, the smell is still churning in my stomach.

On the evening of the 24th.

It was cloudy on Monday, August 25th, 2003.

Camouflage/uniform

Today is Monday. Generally speaking, I think every Monday is the beginning of the week, especially in the morning, there is always a fresh feeling. However, this morning was terrible, wearing heavy camouflage clothes, and it was as hot as hell. During training, everyone looked at the dark clouds in the sky, hoping to spray raindrops from them. Unfortunately, prayer is useless. Don't say a drop, not even half a drop came out. Although this camouflage uniform looks good, after wearing it for a while, you will find that there are many small black spots on the sticky arms and legs, which is particularly dirty. After taking a shower at night, I have to come back in dirty pants. You know, these pants have been worn for three days. I just washed off the black spots and came back as soon as I put them on.

On the evening of the 25th.

On Tuesday, August 26th, 2003, the weather turned cloudy.

drillmaster

Today is the fourth day of military training, and everyone has started a long work. Think about it. After today, we will be liberated in two and a half days! After tomorrow, it will be liberated in a day and a half! A day later, half a day later ... everyone was "optimistic" Our instructor is surnamed Guo. It seems to be my first time as an instructor in a middle school. When he first picked us up, he was very excited. He also said, "I didn't think I could teach you. I used to teach them in high school. Later, the captain asked me to pick you up at your affiliated middle school today. I tell you, you girls will be miserable if you follow me! You'd better be honest, or you'll wait and see! " Scared us girls one leng one leng. But after these days of contact, I think this Guo instructor is actually quite good, not fierce to us, and sometimes takes care of us. Now we also understand the tutor's painstaking efforts. In order to hone our will, we also cooperated with the instructors. The wall between the instructor and us gradually disappeared.

On the evening of the 26th.

On Wednesday, August 27th, 2003, it turned sunny to cloudy.

Catch cicada

We have endured four days of hard military training! In the training these days, we feel much more relaxed than before, because we gradually adapt to such an environment, steamed bread in the morning is no longer difficult to swallow, and cabbage, tofu, green peppers, eggplant and bitter apples can be eaten at noon and evening. I feel vaguely grown up again. After dinner at noon the other day, we heard cicadas singing in the grass next to the training ground. The instructor later helped us catch a cicada and put it in our trouser pocket. That cicada has two wings, squeaking and squeaking. Let's practice and scream, and it's over. An instructor passed by Guo's instructor and just wanted to say hello to him when she heard cicada give a cry. He got a fright and we all laughed.

On the evening of the 27th.

On Thursday, August 28th, 2003, it was raining lightly.

campfire party

Maybe it's the reason for praying the other day. Today, it suddenly began to rain lightly. At noon, it rained harder and harder. We ate at twelve o'clock and rested in the dormitory until half past three. Besides training, it's time to eat. After dinner, the most thrilling program in these seven days began, and that was the bonfire party! We lined up at the training ground, sat down and lit a bonfire, waiting for the party to start. I had a good time at today's party. First, a group of girls sang "Tomorrow will be Better".

Then someone performed a wonderful dance, and even a female instructor came out to perform a military dance for us. Others sang Rainforest and Simple Love, both my favorite songs. The last program of the party is that everyone dances around the bonfire. My classmates and I held hands and tried to "vent" by the campfire, as if to vent all the fatigue this week.

On the evening of the 28th.

It was sunny on Friday, August 29th, 2003.

Complete a course

Today is really a beautiful day. Why? Because we are going to graduate, today is the day when we will get the graduation book! In the morning, the principal, vice principal, director and instructor of the affiliated middle school all came to review our seven-day training results. When the diploma of China Junior Military Academy was delivered to me, I was so excited that I almost cried. We took a group photo with the instructor in camouflage clothes and set foot on the train home. When I left, many girls cried and my eyes were red. After all, we have lived here for seven days. No matter whether the mood is good or bad these seven days, we all have feelings for here, for the instructor here and for everything here. I really can't bear to leave, and I don't know if military training in high school can come here. Anyway, I will never forget the special life in the next seven days, and I will never forget the wonderful time we spent with instructor Guo!

On the afternoon of the 29th.

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. ...

Mountains are no longer steep without cliffs, seas are no longer magnificent without stormy waves, rivers are no longer magnificent without ups and downs, and life is no longer strong without setbacks and hardships. Cherry blossoms will not stand out in the beautiful spring without the spirit of opening first; Lotus will not be a gentleman on a hot summer day if it does not have the will to remove dirt. Without the courage to stand proudly in the frost and snow, plum blossoms will not become beautiful scenery in the cruel winter; If people don't have the perseverance to stick to the end, they won't become a bright star in intense military training.

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Entering high school means that you must accept the test of military training. For those of us who have been living under the wings of our parents, it is undoubtedly a challenge-a self-challenge. During this short military training, we should get to know each other, help each other and unite with classmates we don't know. We should get rid of the lazy summer life, take part in strict training, accept the baptism of the sun and face various tests.

The instructor who trained us was a young man in his twenties. He is not tall, and his childish face is full of seriousness and seriousness. He also loves to laugh, and his eyes get smaller when he laughs. However, during military training, the instructors still have high requirements for us. As long as everyone doesn't work hard, he will criticize us; As long as everyone's actions are not standardized, he will show us again and again. This is my first contact with soldiers.

At the beginning of military training, all students were full of spirit and curiosity about military training. But the next day, the third day and the fourth day, the problem came. Some students began to complain, complaining constantly. Some students give advice to instructors, and some even want to avoid training. All these show that our usual life is too smooth, and we are almost stretched out with clothes and food, lacking the ability that our peers should have. This is exactly where we must improve our own quality.

Soldiers may really be so meticulous. Holding me in military training, it took me six days to realize my strict time concept and perseverance. Even the simplest action, on the training ground, we have repeated countless times, with our own hearts to truly understand the heroic strength of soldiers. The stillness of the military posture and the neat and powerful pace make us truly appreciate the meticulousness of the soldiers.

The first class in high school-military training, ended successfully today. Looking back on these days, I feel a lot. "Sword front comes from sharpening, plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold" is the experience of military training. It is the result of military training that "there is a strong wind in the southeast and northwest". The feeling of military training needs to be understood with heart. It teaches us to care about others, deepens our understanding of the responsibility of defending the motherland, and tells us the attitude we should adopt in the face of difficulties. We at least I am no longer a delicate child or a crying little girl. I know that in the face of the peak, we must build our own stairs; When we meet a cliff, we must connect the ropes ourselves. Our destiny is in our own hands, depending on whether we can grasp it!

Once the tiny power of "water drops pierce the stone and rope saws the wood" is accumulated, its power is unparalleled! When others enjoy persistent happiness, you must not be a typical example of falling short. Whoever laughs last is the ultimate winner; Whoever sticks to the end is a real hero, and who has defeated his own strong man.

August 28(th)

Female students are hale and hearty, while male students are hale and hearty and full of energy. After the flag-raising ceremony, the instructors took to the stage. They are all quick, loud and orderly. The students were all infected by the shocking momentum and began a four-day military training in excitement and anxiety.

The first thing in military training is to learn to stand in the military posture. The instructor explained: "The military posture means that the feet are about 60 degrees outward, the heels are close together, the hands are close to the trousers, the head is raised, the chest is raised, and the abdomen is closed. Please watch me carefully. " The students looked at it carefully, and the instructor suddenly said, "Junzi." The students are in a hurry. "no!" "One more time!" "No!" "Do it again" With the instructor's strict password, we kept practicing and correcting ... Ten minutes passed, but some students were wrong here or there. The seemingly simple military posture actually stumped us, and the sweat kept flowing downwards. The instructor said, "Persistence is victory. If you can't do it well, I'll punish you for running laps. " Hearing this, the students were even more energetic, continued to train and finally got it right! We are so excited.

After resting for five minutes, the instructor blew a whistle. "Next, practice aligning to the right. You must be careful! " The instructor said. The students have learned their lesson and everyone is strict with themselves. After only a few repetitions, they finished the action well. The instructor praised us and said, "It's good to make progress every time!"

The first day of military training finally ended. My leg is sore and painful. I really understand what "bitterness and tiredness" means, and I don't know what will happen tomorrow. Will some students feel dizzy and vomit? August 29

Today is rainy, and the weather is cooler.

We started training in the corner of the playground.

Today, the instructor is more strict with us, asking us not to move or fight, and the actions must be standardized and no mistakes are allowed.

Some students made mistakes, some were naughty, the instructors were serious and taught separately, and some students were punished for running away. August thirtieth.

The third day of training began, because it was close to the performance, so the instructor was very strict with us. Still keep in touch, turn around, walk in a positive step, and the rest time is also compressed. After school at noon, the instructor also asked us to step up training. Some students complained. Under the scorching sun, we repeat boring movements over and over again, even if we have backache and sweat, we can't stop training.

Through training, I feel that "everything listens to actions and commands", and military students who are not afraid of hardship and fatigue will also form a good habit of listening to commands through training.

There will be a performance tomorrow, and I think our class will have a happy result.

My father was a soldier when he was young. He often proudly said to me, "Daughter, you want to be a soldier when you grow up. Being a soldier is a glorious thing, although it is sometimes a test. " I listened to my father, and I want to experience what it's like to be a soldier. In my dream, I also dreamed that I was a little soldier. It's so angry! My dream of being a soldier has finally come true. After the summer vacation, we went back to school, and the teacher told us that the three-day military training was about to begin. I am very happy after listening to it, and I can't wait to start training now. School uniforms were issued that day, and as soon as they returned to the classroom, the students changed into school uniforms. The next day, our instructor came early. Fifty little soldiers in our class are dressed up for the playground. We formed a neat formation. The instructor taught us to stand well in the army, and we stood well.

In those days, sometimes the scorching sun scorched us, and sweat dripped from our heads, and sometimes it was stormy. The instructor's eyes stared at us like lightning, and the students' bodies were motionless and their eyes were not inclined.

Military training has honed our will, strengthened our collective concept, and let us know what never back down is.

The military training that I have been looking forward to for a summer vacation has finally begun! Why do I look forward to military training so much? Because our military training on campus is not as bitter and tiring as that in the military camp, but also plays a role in exercising ourselves. Well done! But I couldn't do it this morning.

After sorting out our things in the morning, all the students in Class 1 14 went to the playground to listen to the teacher. How hot it is! Although it is autumn, the temperature is still so high that there is no intention of coming down at all. /kloc-the students in class 0/4 stood together and squeezed in the middle. There was no wind at all. At first, I stood with my head held high. After a while, because of lack of oxygen, I yawned and stood there in a daze. After a while, I was dizzy and colorful, but I couldn't see anyone. I shook my head hard, and the swaying color made me feel sick and just wanted to vomit. Hang in there, I said to myself, lowering my head to avoid the dazzling sunshine. But I feel more and more weak and want to throw up. I covered my mouth tightly for fear that I couldn't catch it. I'm going to throw up in a few seconds, when the crowd dispersed and a cool breeze blew. As soon as I saw Mr. Cheng, I hurried over. The teacher asked me to rest in the shade of the tree and handed me a bottle of water to drink. I slowed down and went back to the team. Teacher Cheng asked me with concern, Are I better? The teacher is really like my mother. She gives me care and help when I am most helpless. Thank you, Teacher Cheng.

It was sunny on August 25th.

This morning, our focus is on brisk walking. How simple it is to March in a hurry! When I was in primary school, when I arrived in physical education class, I did nothing but practice marching in haste. Therefore, this emergency March is a piece of cake for me. But after just practicing for a while, I don't think so. This emergency March is definitely not as easy as I thought.

As soon as we came up, the instructor asked us to practice arm posture, with the left arm in front and the right arm behind. Everyone stood motionless for a while. I thought, should the instructor let us change hands or have a rest? But the instructor didn't. He kept saying to us, "Raise your back arm! Stand up straight and do it on the basis of military posture! Don't bow your head! Don't look into your eyes! ! "Then I began to check whether people's arms on each horizontal plane were at the same height and bent. At this time, my arm is sore and painful. The instructor looked at others, and I secretly put my arm down a little and had a rest. But this will not play the role of exercise. I will never be lazy when I practice in the future. I must stick to it.

In the afternoon, I also practice my posture before leaving. This time I feel that my arm posture is much easier than in the morning. I didn't let go, I was lazy for a long time. Just when I was secretly happy, the instructor asked us to practice leg movements. This is really tiring! Everyone stood alone, their legs stretched straight without any bending, and the dangling leg had to be lifted up. I always feel that I have a good sense of balance, but standing on one leg for so long is also wobbly and wobbly. The instructor told us that they all practice with sandbags tied to their legs. I'm really ashamed! I can't stand for a while. I must learn from the instructor, be strict with myself and try to do better!

It was sunny on August 26th.

The military training has been going on for the third day, and I have begun to gradually adapt to this strict militarized training. Today's training is not as tiring as the previous two days. I mainly practice urgent marching, that is, walking and running. Because the instructor said that he would find time to show the training results of our class to everyone, so we trained very seriously and worked hard, and the instructor shouted slogans and shouted at the top of his lungs.

In the afternoon, when we were training, an instructor came to pick someone, called me out, let me make some big strides, walk a few steps together, picked me out and added me to the new team. This is a queue square composed of people selected by each class. I thought: since I was called out, it means I did a good job. But I can't be complacent. I have to make persistent efforts and continue to work hard. Only in this way can we not lose face in class and live up to the expectations of teachers and instructors. Only in this way can we temper our will and shape our new self in military training.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, my parents came to pick us up, and the school had a day off to let everyone go home and clean up gfd. Tomorrow, I will meet new challenges with the fullest enthusiasm.

It was sunny on August 27th.

I went back to school this afternoon. My roommate and I came to the classroom with short hair and asked the teacher to check whether it was qualified. The teacher looked at my hair and said it was a little long at the back. By this time, my parents had already left, so I had to ask them to come back and take me for a haircut. Soon, my parents took me to a barber shop, and after a quick haircut, I went back to school. The students are all assembled, so I can only pray that the instructor will not let me run around on the playground.

Fortunately, I'm not too late, just in time for training. The training of the queue is really strict. As soon as we came up, the instructor asked everyone to pull out the military posture 10 minutes. When I was training in my own class, I once pulled out the military posture for two minutes. I'm not used to standing for so long now. Over time, I feel that I have been standing 10 for more than 0 minutes. When the instructor asked us to step on it, my legs and feet were sore. Later, my tutor invited two students from our class to win glory for 1 class (1 1).

When I was in the self-study class at night, a classmate asked me how to write a word. Originally, I couldn't talk casually in the self-study class, but I did it and was fined after standing for 5 minutes. I won't do it again next time. I not only violated discipline, but also influenced other students.

It was sunny on August 28th.

Today is the fifth day of military training. During the self-study class last night, the instructor kept telling us how to fold the quilt into a square "tofu block". We found it easy to watch the teacher's demonstration. Everyone enthusiastically folded it up. However, the quilt that was so obedient in the hands of the instructor could not be folded well in our hands, and everyone practiced until the lights were turned off. We all get up early in the morning, afraid that we will lose points if we don't fold the quilt well. My quilt is square, but some of my roommate's quilts are round. Fortunately, everyone barely passed. This quilt is really difficult to fold. I must practice more.

We trained well in the morning and afternoon. During the break, the instructor also taught us a song as the team song of our queue. When we train, our arms are always misplaced. The coach has practiced for us many times. Although we haven't reached the best yet, we will try to do better.

Today's training ended earlier than usual, because our class had to watch demonstrations from other classes. Every class walked well, which gave us some pressure. However, our queue is selected from all classes, so we are confident to be better than all classes.

It was sunny on August 29th.

Through these days' military training, I finally realized what sweating is. In today's training, the first time to pull out the military posture is 10 minutes. The instructor told us to keep our eyes open and be sure to shed tears, otherwise we are not allowed to eat. I try my best to keep my eyes open, but when I am about to cry, I can't help blinking. I stretched hard and began to sweat. Sweat ran down my back and legs, but there were no tears in my eyes. I stretched for a long time, but I didn't blink at last, and tears swirled in my eyes. I blinked. Ha! Tears came out. Now, not only sweat is dripping, but also tears are falling. When the instructor asked us to wipe the sweat, my pants were soaked with sweat from my palms and there were two lines of tears on my face.

After the morning and afternoon training, I thought I would go to the evening self-study after dinner. As a result, the instructor said to gather for training. Because I didn't think so much, I didn't make any preparations. Once on the playground, oh, my God! So many mosquitoes! Mosquitoes are circling around us, rushing forward and backward like death squads, and we can't get rid of them. Alas! Just spray some toilet water when I come out. The instructor showed no mercy. Let's stand still and feed the mosquitoes. The students beat their hands to drive away mosquitoes, while the instructors stood still regardless of mosquito bites. At this time, training was originally a test for us, but we failed this test and couldn't stand being bitten by mosquitoes for several bags. Qiu can be motionless in the fire, just like a huge stone. He sacrificed himself for the whole collective, for the battle plan and for the victory of the battle. And we, because of some mosquitoes, can't stand it. Why should we succeed? I am determined to face every test in the best condition, and persistence is victory!

It was sunny on August 30th.

On the seventh day of military training, everyone was training hard for the military training report performance in September 1. Today, the instructor took us to focus on training and move forward. It's really hard to walk in a straight line. Everyone's arms can't reach a height, legs can't reach a height, and the size and speed of the stride are not easy to grasp. Sometimes you can't walk normally, sometimes you walk completely, but the speed is like running. In order to get us on the right track, the instructor broke his brain. Because I can't walk well, I have to practice the most basic movements again. Of course, the first thing to practice is the swing arm. Swing arm is so simple, of course, everyone will practice soon. But we must increase the leg movements. When Golden Rooster was independent, we were always unstable, and the whole team was dangling, which was very chaotic. No way, the instructor used his magic weapon, let us stand in a one-legged gait for 3 minutes, and then change legs. Three minutes, we can't even stand half a minute, let alone three minutes. Standing with my left leg dangling, everyone was crooked, so we lowered our legs, which was easier. Even so, some people still can't hold on and let go of their legs. However, I persisted. Although I couldn't lift my legs too high, I didn't put them down. If I persist, I will beat myself. I am not the best, but I will try to do better. I can do what others can do.

August 3 1 sunny.

Today is the last day of military training. Tomorrow, we are going to make a speech and say goodbye to our tutors, so in the evening, we held a get-together.

The teacher stipulated that there should be two programs in each dormitory. What should be carried out? By the way, I know a few card tricks, and I can perform this.

Before the party started, several people around me gathered around and wanted me to show them a magic show. Ok, I'll practice my hand with them first, so as not to make a fool of myself in future performances. I performed several times in a row, and they couldn't see any flaws. Hehe, I don't know what happened, do I?

It's my turn to perform. After the first magic show, they were frightened. When I performed the second magic show, they all gathered around and tried to expose my magic. These two are my best tricks. It's strange that you can expose them!

When I finished my performance, Liu Tongxue asked me to perform it again. I didn't even understand what was going on after watching it several times, so I had to give up. I proudly asked him, "Did you take it?" "Clothing, clothing. I am your loser. "

This party makes me depressed to death! Alas! Singing with those ga boys, I lost! 7456! You know, Fart Xianer and I have never lost in drag racing. Blame the Ga people for singing sailors and ask us to sing Zheng Zhihua's songs. Oh! Really! If Song Jianing were here, they would never win! Hum!

This party also made me sad to death, because we were going to part with the instructors. Although we only got along for nine days, we still could not bear to leave them. Teacher An adapted a song "Mice Love Rice" and we gave it to two tutors. "Instructor Li, I love you like a mouse loves rice ... Instructor Guo, I love you like a mouse loves rice ..." In the song, many students burst into tears, all over their faces, and my heart was sour, but I still held back my tears. I think the instructor must hope we can all be happy!