The new life is a rare species that appears around September every year, and the new students bid farewell to the embrace of home and run towards a new starting point. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info is a freshman, and most of them are inevitably in military training.

When I was in military training, I didn't have to compare, everyone was the same, so I was a little tired, and I endured it, and after two years of junior year, I saw the freshman military training again, and I looked carefree, and I suddenly felt that I was too bitter at that time.

The details of the military training were gradually forgotten by me, and the only photos I had were inadvertently deleted, and even the stories published in the space were all deleted for some reason. I only remember that when I returned from shooting that day, I hurriedly wrote that the green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, and we will have no time in the future. Then, the instructor deleted my friend, and sure enough, it would be indefinite.

The school has always had a tradition of freshmen training, which is to start from school at 12 o'clock at midnight, run around in the middle of the night, and return to school at 6 o'clock in the morning. I heard that the 14-level freshman military training was reported to disturb the people, and finally it was on the news, and the god of the school post bar finally analyzed that the defeat was in the equipment, and the submachine gun was used to open the road at level 13, but the glow stick was used to open the road at level 14. And these 15 levels, much more fully equipped, the woman has a dagger pinned to her waist, and the man carries explosion-proof glass, which makes me really curious if they are in this fully armed shape on the day of training.

On the day of the 15th grade freshmen's training, our dormitory went out to dinner and sing, drinking red wine specially bought from the supermarket in a Xinjiang cuisine-themed restaurant, pretending to entertain ourselves. After that, I went to KTV, sang non-stop, and the demons danced, as long as it was a dynamic rhythm, it could drive everyone. Since it was a beer set, we all had some drinks. What kind of Divine Comedy, how to come, the queen still vigorously ordered English songs, I really can't sing, but the bear and the queen sang together. The singing is tired, everyone is busy taking pictures again, you take me, I take you, and I want to take a group photo, after I took a picture of who I held in my arms, everyone asked me to take a picture of it, and the last one didn't let go, alas, it is undeniable, it's just strength, I'm really a woman. But no one can hold me, so I'm also a fat woman.

In the middle of the night, we were back to school, just arrived at the door, we found that there were many people in the school, we have experienced this scene, just two years ago, it was also the seniors who stood at the school gate to cheer for us. However, we were leaving at 12 o'clock on the hour, and they were not on time. We waited for a while, but some of us got impatient, and finally we decided to go back.

The dormitory station has not yet closed the door, a few aunts stood at the door chatting, the aunt thought we were seeing off the students, and asked us if the new students had left, we said no, we don't want to wait. As soon as we entered the dormitory, the queen knelt on the ground with two bottles of water, and both bottles of water burst out, and I shouted to get up! The queen was strong, and she got up directly, bleeding from below her knees. Both water bottles were broken, and one was finally retrieved as a complete shell. The queen did not want to go to the infirmary, so she went back to the dormitory and cleaned and applied the medicine herself. Because the power has been cut off, I can only rely on a small desk lamp. Several people took turns taking a shower and lay on the bed, already a little. I couldn't itch for some reason, I didn't sleep well all night, and the next morning I found that everyone didn't sleep well because of overexcitement. I looked at the red spots on both legs, scared, thinking that everyone ate the same and drank the same, I had a guess, Baidu, sure enough, it turned out to be a beer allergy. I scratched it for two days before the itching stopped.

The end of the freshman training is not the end of the military training, and another highlight is the performance. On the day of the performance, we passed by to watch, and when it was over, the instructor left, and the freshmen collectively saluted the instructor, and I left. I can't see this kind of scene, two years ago, it seems that tears flowed.