Chapter 2 Soldiers
I'm a soldier.
From the past to the present, the dream has never changed, the soldier is still young, and he is young.
It's a pity that youth is no longer beautiful because of stupidity, at least the soldiers themselves think so.
The current soldier has been demobilized, and the former soldier is a sunny and handsome college student. In order to realize his dream, the soldier actively responded to the call of the motherland to enlist in the army and became a student soldier.
The memory of youth is a thorny rose, and the soldier has had the romance of holding hands and snuggling on the college campus, and he has also had the iron blood of the red flag hunt in the barracks.
Let's take a look at the soldiers when we were in school.
We call the university an ivory tower, where every student has their own dreams. What Cinderella meets Prince Charming, what all the fireworks for your life is blurred, no matter how illusory and obscene he is, the student's understanding of dreams is so simple.
I don't believe you......
"My dream is to have a girlfriend right away, money right away, a job right away, all right away!"
"I don't have any big dreams, I just hope to eat a piece of Dongpo meat in the school cafeteria at noon today, hehe"
"I dare to make a little difference, what kind of dream is eating Dongpo meat? Learn from my Top Gun braggart, if you want to eat, you have to eat a Godzilla. ”
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Everyone has their own ambitions, what about your dreams?
Bing said that the students' dreams are like salted fish, which looks salty and tastes salty, and when you drink white water, the salty taste fades, and then when you soak in urine, the saltiness is gone.
When he was studying, the soldiers were sunny and handsome, with a bad smile on his face.
Soldiers also have dreams......
"Does a spring dream count?" A handsome face with a flattened mouth.
At that time, the campus literature club was doing a questionnaire survey, aiming to understand the dreams of contemporary college students. Later, the roommate joked that Bing's face was made of cowhide, and Bing didn't mind, but he said that he could eat with his face, but he had to rely on his talent.
The passing years of the student days left the deepest kiss marks in the youth of the soldiers, and the soldiers at that time were humorous, presumptuous, and persistent, in order to chase the goddess into their hands, they went up the knife mountain and went down the oil pot......
Wait, I can't blow it anymore. To get back to the point, is a spring dream a dream?
For a long time, the question of the god of soldiers was the laughing stock of everyone's discussion, like asking whether you want to die or not want to live? What do you think you think you think? Boredom but can't stop cold humor.
The young soldiers are handsome and energetic, humorous and talkative, soft and intoxicating like a spring breeze. Several young girls in the same class looked at Bing's back, their eyes shining, and occasionally woke up after being fascinated, their faces suddenly burning like fire.
Of course, Bing sometimes takes it seriously and brags about his big dreams with his roommates until he sits and snores.
Bing said that dreams are a good medicine, but bitter words can cure heart diseases -- cowardice, fear, and self-abandonment......
Oh, look at this bloody heart.
When Bing was studying, he liked to participate in the speech contests of various clubs, and the theme of each speech was similar and his dreams were similar.
Even though this guy is hungry for love to death.
Eloquence and gestures in the speech contest show the unique charm of youth. The soldier talked about dreams well, dreams can indeed cure heart diseases, but Bing is only half right.
Healing a heart disease requires not only dreams, but also ......
.......
"Report to the old squad leader, insist! Unswerving persistence! ”
In the humble tin house, the rusty bathtub was filled with water, and the soldier sat up from the bottom of the water and shouted his answer.
No matter how beautiful the youth of the student days is, it has become a memory, and people always have to live in reality. The current soldiers are intellectually impaired, and they have a unique sense of justice, and the righteous ones are a little silly, and the stupid ones are cute. The splash of water flowed down the strong back back to the tub, and also slid over the hideous scar on the back, which is the best proof of the former soldier.
The dark and resolute face retains the innocence and handsomeness of the student days, and although the soldiers are young, they lack humor and vitality. I'm afraid it will be difficult for a soldier to regain the beauty of his youth.
That's right, dreams need to be persistent, unswerving, but the process of persistence needs to be silly, and you can't avoid ridicule.
It's yourself who is stupid, and ridicule comes from others.
Do you still have to hold on?
"Report to the old squad leader, of course!" Bing's answer was firm and forceful.
How to persevere?
"Report to the old squad leader, what ...... this?"
After a short rest, the soldiers saluted neatly in front of the military merit medal. How to persevere, just a few words of description is far from enough. Bing decided to make up a story about the answer to this question, and tell it to everyone and the old squad leader.
Who is the old squad leader?
Bing can't remember the name of the old squad leader, but he only remembers that there are two most important people in his youth, and the old squad leader is one of them.
Seawater chokes on the brain, damaging intelligence, and people will inevitably be stupid. Soldier has a hobby of entertaining himself --- holding his breath underwater. Although it has not yet broken the Guinness record, the gap is narrowing.
Some people say that under the water, they are a naked fish, and they will be seen by the world as incomplete.
Bing said that under water, don't look at your nakedness, look at the world, you can make the world higher.
Bing likes to see the world underwater, and that warm feeling is like telling a story to an old squad leader.
"Report to the old squad leader, the story of the soldier is about to begin, if it is not well told, please criticize the old squad leader!"
Taking a deep breath, Bing sank into the tub again. The bubbles in the water changed from small to large, connected in a string, and together with the soldiers, they returned to the kiss marks of their student days.
The kiss is youthful, and the kiss is so beautiful!