Poetry about military training 1 Author: Dream.
A long and short period of time.
With you
get through
Clear seepage wave
Infiltrate our sweat
identical
It also recorded our joy.
A moonlit night
On a romantic night.
Let's sing together
In the embrace of castle peak
The moonlight was also moved by us.
rippling with green wavelets
Broken jade dance left by Chan Juan
An unforgettable time!
I guess
Ten years later.
This hard and pleasant memory.
I'm sure it will.
Still profound
Because of you.
in my heart forever
Poem 2 on military training: The stars blinked their black eyes,
Recalling military training,
Bitter or sweet,
Always hesitant.
For the first time,
Looking for the red flag in the early morning,
Looking at the winding team,
After all, those who don't know the way forward.
Like being lost in the dark forest of the future,
Strong winds swept by with neat steps.
We hobbled along,
Shouting loud slogans,
Singing military songs in a hoarse throat,
Always recovering,
Know how to follow,
Know iron discipline.
No longer a flower in a greenhouse,
Wind and rain, we have the same experience.
Moved by the dew after the rain,
In the sunshine,
Show new vitality.
Poetry 3 about military training has been drifting.
My heart has flown to the military training base.
My heart trembled in my chest.
Plop, plop, a minute has passed.
training ground
beads of sweat
A light blow
Our sweaty faces
Raise the pride of soldiers
Establish a military style
In the forward direction
With olive pride.
Go forward without hesitation.
Poem 4 on Military Training No.35 Young Eyes
Childlike heart is still alive.
Eyes full of confusion
My chest is full of unwillingness.
A strange figure with a short figure.
Mechanical password
Turn around and lean on your feet.
Get down and stand up.
Simple actions and frequent operations
In the constantly swinging arm
In the repeated March
How is youth sublimated?
Sweat and scold
Tears care
Shun's rest and short happiness.
On the expression of change
A moment of laughter.
What kind of answer will memory leave?
Time will not stop.
We have unfinished business.
Let me walk quietly
My blessing will not change.
Poetry 5 about military training has a stubborn flower.
Stubbornly cherish the fragrance of youth,
The delicate red dress was quietly taken off by them.
Wearing a straight military uniform.
In the hot sun, they seem to be soaring.
In the rainstorm, military songs were sung.
They danced the melody of youth,
They vowed-never give up!
No sour tears,
We use military posture to show our beauty.
Although we are sweating,
Crystal sweat is our shining memory.
Although we did not guard the border,
Stand firmly on my sentry,
Discipline is more important than anything,
Every motto is engraved in our hearts.
Poetry about military training 6 Author: Xu
Osmanthus fragrans
The wind blows through the blue sky.
Not a trace of melancholy
A loud trumpet call
Ring through the earth
Passionate military songs
All over China
A teenager as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade
march in step
In the wind and rain
in the sun
Enjoy the joy of military training
As fast as the wind
Xu Rulin
stick it out
As a soldier,
Meet all kinds of challenges
Toward the morning sun
Facing the rising sun
Flowers bloom in an unbeaten season.
Poetry 7 about military training, the wind is still flying.
My heart has flown to the military training base.
My heart trembled in my chest.
Plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop.
Practical field
beads of sweat
Slight impact
Our sweaty faces
Raise the pride of soldiers
Establish a military style
In the forward direction
With green complacency.
Go forward without hesitation
Poem 8 on military training by Gao Jing, a native of Ganzhou.
The rhythm of spring, birds pull.
Nerve endings of wings
Camo, let me see the color.
Wandering at the crossroads in front of the green leaves
West, then west.
Forward, forward
The wheel of code, chasing the young eagle
Deep in the desert, listen
A string of familiar footprints
In the fight against the blue sky
The military songs are loud and heroic.
There is a kind of flower with thorns.
If you are used to your behavior, don't disturb bees and butterflies.
Long and desert, picking up the fragments of memory
At that time, exhausted.
Endure the scorching sun and heavy rain
Poetry 9 about military training has a stubborn flower.
Stubbornly collecting the fragrance of youth,
The bright red skirt was quietly taken off by them.
Wearing a tall and straight military uniform.
In the hot sun, they are glowing,
In the pouring rain, military songs were sung.
They danced the melody of youth,
They vowed-never give up!
Never shed sour tears,
We use military posture to show our beauty.
Although we are sweating,
Crystal sweat is our shining memory.
Although we are not guarding the border,
Stand firmly in your post,
Discipline is more important than life,
We remember every commandment.
The poem about military training 10 makes rain fall from the surface.
The pace at the foot of Ren is getting heavier and heavier.
As a soldier.
In the face of difficulties and hardships, you can't bow your head.
Sing the song of triumph and go forward bravely.
Dark and bright campus road.
Draw a green landscape.
Although not a soldier
But it looks like a military gesture.
Sing the song of triumph and go forward bravely.
Poem on Military Training 1 1 Author: Wang Yu
A few days ago.
The sky is blue after the rain.
A few days ago.
The running football field is dazzling.
The sun is full of young emeralds.
A few days ago.
The five-star red flag held high is particularly enchanting.
With a little green sea charm.
A few days ago.
We put on heavy uniforms.
In this peaceful era, maybe we will be forever.
Can't give it a sacred meaning.
A few days ago.
We have embarked on a vigorous step.
heart-stirring
A few days ago.
We have taken effective measures.
This pen is very powerful.
A few days ago.
Sweat soaked the green uniform.
A few days ago.
I saw it in the hot sun.
Smart and brave.
A few days ago.
A sonorous rose in the scorching sun
Gorgeous bloom
A few days ago.
Company commander's
Let's applaud in surprise.
A few days ago.
I saw green flowers in the army.
Don't look.
Poetry about military training 12 The stars blinked,
Recalling military training,
Bitter or sweet,
Always hesitant.
For the first time,
Looking for the red flag on a sunny morning,
Looking at the winding team,
I don't know what the road ahead is.
Like being lost in the dark forest of the future,
The breeze swept by with neat steps.
We are taking firm steps,
Shouting loud slogans,
Singing military songs in a hoarse throat,
Keep recovering, repeat,
Know how to obey,
Understand iron discipline.
No longer a flower in a greenhouse,
Wind and rain, we have the same experience.
Moved by the dew after the rain,
In the sunshine,
Show new vitality.
The poem about military training 13 makes rain fall from the surface.
The pace at the foot of Ren is getting heavier and heavier.
As a soldier.
Don't look up in the face of difficulties and hardships.
Sing the song of victory and walk the line.
Dark and bright campus road.
Pull out the green landscape.
Although not a soldier
But it looks like a military gesture.
Sing the song of victory without hesitation.
Poetry about military training 14 In September, we were in military training.
I was overjoyed and exhausted.
The early morning with the autumn wind is exciting.
Fallen leaves are dancing in the beautiful lakeside normal college.
Our enthusiasm, the autumn rain is not wet,
From dawn to sunset, over,
Numerous barriers.
Walking back and forth, rubbing,
Collective glory.
Pain and fatigue no longer exist.
Put yesterday's confusion, tomorrow's vision,
Quietly buried in the loud whistle.
Footprints behind you, beating the heroic youth,
Surging respect awakens the tenderness of soldiers.
Laughing and laughing, I forgot the long time.
In September, we let go of our dreams.
Rain is scattered in the sky.
Diaphragm sandwiched between each other has become,
Tacit understanding.
Go together, with your classmates,
Cut off the inner fanaticism.
Run in step, listen to the coach's command,
Brand-new running footprint.
At our feet, the shadow has solidified.
Sweet friendship, full of,
Our young heart pavilion.
Military training, decorating a dull life,
Let the loneliness fade.