Emotional Glory My military friendship with the old squad leader
During the winter, I heard a story, a story about the military friendship between me and the old squad leader. It was a cold winter, as if time had been frozen, but my heart was ignited by a wave of enthusiasm. In 1973, I enlisted in the army and entered the barracks with love for my country and a vision for the future. At that time, I was full of pride and ambition, dreaming of wearing a military uniform, guarding the borders of the motherland, and contributing my strength to the security of the country and the people.
At the moment when I waited for the medical examination at the enlistment office, my mood was like a balloon hanging in mid-air, nervous and excited. I kept telling myself to be calm and to believe in my own strength. Finally, when the doctor announced that my eyesight was acceptable, I felt as if I heard a huge cheer, and I was relieved that the big stone in my heart had finally landed. In the days that followed, I became a recruit as I wished, and I underwent rigorous training and testing in the army.
However, my most memorable moment came when the veteran was discharged from the army. On that day, the sky was as blue as jewels, and the sunlight shone through the treetops on the ground, making for a beautiful picture. I was tidying up housekeeping in the dormitory when I suddenly heard a familiar voice outside the door: "Xiao Li, are you there?" "When I looked up, it turned out to be my fellow squad leader. I quickly stood up and greeted with a smile: "Squad leader, you're here, come in and sit!" The squad leader walked in with a smile and exchanged a few words with me. There was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes, and I had some doubts in my heart.
After a while, the squad leader finally mustered up the courage and said, "Xiao Li, I have a reluctant request to change my military uniform and liberation shoes with you. When I heard this, I was immediately surprised. The squad leader saw my hesitation, he gently patted me on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Li, don't worry. I'm not trying to take advantage of you, it's just that I'm about to be discharged from the army, and I want to go home in my brand new military uniform and show my parents so that they can be proud of me. ”
To my surprise, his face began to be a little red, and he said to me a little embarrassed: "The family has arranged a blind date, and I hope to wear a new set of military uniforms and liberation shoes to meet the girl, so that I will be more energetic." There was a hint of anticipation and nervousness in his eyes, and I could understand his feelings. For a soldier who is about to go home on a blind date, wearing a neat military uniform and liberation shoes is not only an honor, but also a symbol of self-confidence and dignity. I imagined the old squad leader wearing a brand new military uniform, every button on the uniform was shiny, and the neat stitching outlined his tall figure. The liberation shoes on his feet were meticulously cared for and spotlessly clean, and the laces were tightly tied, as if ready to take a firm step at any moment. He would carefully arrange his appearance in front of the mirror, straighten his military hat, and smooth out the wrinkles on his collar. His eyes revealed his longing and expectation for the future, and he hoped to show the girl the spirit of a soldier through his image.
I can imagine the scene when he met the girl. He would straighten his spine and walk steadily towards her. He had a gentle smile on his face and a look of determination and confidence in his eyes. He would shake hands politely with the girl, then sit together and begin to get to know each other. At that moment, I seemed to be able to see the military temperament exuded by the old squad leader, and the steadiness and responsibility revealed in his words and deeds. He would use his own experiences and stories to tell the girl about his growth and gains in the army. He would tell her that as a soldier, he knew his responsibilities and missions, and how to care for and protect others. In my mind, the picture of the old squad leader wearing a new military uniform and liberation shoes to go on a blind date has become a beautiful scenery in my heart.
It made me understand that the military uniform is not only a costume, but also a symbol of the spirit. It represents responsibility, honor and unity, allowing us to support each other and grow together in the big family of the military.
During my time in the army, I learned self-discipline, tenacity, and teamwork. Whenever I feel tired and difficult, I think of the words of the class leader and his determined eyes, which are the motivation for me to persevere. As the days passed, I went through a lot of hard training and challenges with my comrades. We ran together in the scorching sun, stood guard in the cold wind together, and crawled in the mud together. Those sweats, tears and laughter have become witnesses of our growth. We support and encourage each other, and become each other's most solid backing.
During my time in the army, I not only learned combat skills, but more importantly, I learned responsibility, responsibility and dedication. I know that everything I do is to defend the security of my country and its people. In the past few years since I retired, every time I drank with my fellow squad leader, we would always tell the story of that old military uniform. We will recall the days in the army, those hard and passionate years. We will talk about the sweat and laughter on the training ground, the tension and excitement of the tasks together.
However, last year, my fellow squad leader passed away. I am deeply saddened and lost by his passing. Whenever I think of him, my heart is always full of nostalgia and sighs. I know that the old military uniform means a lot to him, it not only represents his honor, but also carries his thoughts about his hometown and relatives. In those days, I always wore the old military uniform of my fellow squad leader. Although it is a little shabby, it bears witness to the friendship between us. Every time I put on that old military uniform, I seem to feel the warmth and strength of my fellow squad leader. It's a little worn, but it has an indescribable sense of history. I know that this old military uniform represents his struggle and dedication, and also represents the years we have experienced together. Even though I finally put on my new uniform the following year, I never regretted the days when I wore that old uniform. Because it makes me cherish everything I have now, and it also makes me understand more about what responsibility and responsibility are.