I summoned the wolf dog and the two tigers, first walked around the playground, and then went up the hill and stepped into the mountains full of weeds and flowers. Because spring turns to summer, the weather warms up, and the scenery on the mountains is no longer as desolate as the first time I stood guard.

The path sprinkled with moonlight was almost hidden by flowers and plants, and in the moonlight, it stretched its long body and pointed into the distance. The cool breeze of the night blows gently from the mountains, and the flowers everywhere are blowing in the moonlight.

In the sky, the vast Milky Way flows from one end of the canopy to the other. The mirror-like moon hangs high in the depths of the universe, and from there it shines beautifully.

I felt as if I had been in a beautiful dreamland, and as I stepped down the path, I felt that the night in the ravine was so beautiful that I had come to a place of fabulous beauty.

Reached the highest point of the officer's dormitory. I instructed Erhu to go down the mountain, and saw countless black peaks standing high in the starry night sky, enclosing the night sky from all sides into a huge dark blue glass plate inlaid with openwork lace.

The slow patrol passed quickly unconsciously, and in a blink of an eye came to the No. 1 dormitory of the regiment commander and political commissar. The wolf dog reflexively jumped under the window of the head of the regiment's Yingzi's boudoir, as if to see if there was a voyeur appearing?

Seeing the wolfdog's movements, I smiled and remembered the voyeuristic incident I encountered when I first stood guard: when I saw that person, it was clear that it was Lao Tian, and the regiment commander's wife actually said that he was Liu Bei, a madman from Modaoyu. Could it be that between the two of them......

Leaving dormitory No. 1, the road leading from the barracks to the small city appeared in front. On the other side of the road, there are large river beaches and thorn bushes.

I thought of the clear stream, the mountain on the cliff, and my encounter with Yingzi.

I can't help but think that I and Yingzi secretly did such a thing, and afterwards she impulsively went on the stage to help herself, no wonder Lao Song wanted to secretly hand over our performance photos to me.

It seems that the sentence "If you want people to know, you can't do it unless you don't do it", it seems to have some truth.

On the other side of the river, under the cliff mountain, a clear stream flows quietly through the embrace of the mountains. At this moment, it seems to be taking a nap, and it seems to be sleeping. You can't hear anything.

At this moment, since the stream is quiet and stopped, it has become a mirror-like lake!

Think of the vast galaxy of the sky and the swarthy peaks reflected in the depths of the lake, and if the breeze blows, they will surely shake in the ripples.

In the distance, a rooster crows in a ravine. As soon as I looked at my watch, at 4:50 a.m., I was about to blow my bedtime, and I walked briskly to the office of the Management Unit, filled out the last sentry record at the paperwork, and hurried back to the dormitory.

After I came back, I wiped the gun, and when I saw that the Han squad leader gave me a look, I quickly came out, and went to Master Wang's carpentry room first, and saw a big lock hanging on the door, so I knew that Master Wang didn't get up.

It seemed that the kung fu of pushing the planer could not be practiced, so he went up the mountain, slipped down the ravine, and practiced punching and kicking against the broken sandbag.

The ravine had been quiet before, save for the thrashing of my sandbags and the heavy wheezing of my breath. After a while, I heard the sound of running drills in the barracks, and the command company also sounded loudly the military song and the sound of "one, two, three, four".

In order to hide the truth of my practice, I sang loudly the scale "Whoop 1234567 -" and then sang back, "Whoop 17654321-"

It wasn't until the sound of my own vocalizations resounding through the ravine that people could hear me practicing my pronunciation that I clenched my fists again and pounded violently at the sandbag.

After beating for a while, I felt that I was a little physically exhausted, so I had to pause for a moment, thinking, is my physical strength not suitable for practicing martial arts? If I knew this, would I still choose to sign up for the army?

Thinking about it again, I just asked Squad Leader Han yesterday to teach me how to practice, why did I want to retreat from the beginning? If I didn't take this road, where would my barracks goal?

It's really about to be the day of demobilization, Wu Erdun went home with a driver's license, and he can still get a party ticket after mixing, but he came with the reputation of a literary and artistic soldier, but in fact, he didn't even mix up an amateur performance team.

If it weren't for the Han squad leader and the opportunity to practice martial arts, he might have delayed his youth in the army for a few years in vain.