Ha ha! Whether you like it or not, get dressed first. I put on a camouflage, adjusted my clothes with my hands, dusted my clothes, and stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. I buttoned my pants, although they were loose, but they were dignified and serious. I stopped my back, put my hands together and stuck them in the seam of my pants, then "straightened" the majestic military cap with my hands, and put my hands on both sides of my pants like blades. My feet were nailed to the ground like nails, and I couldn't see any signs of trembling anymore. I hold my chest out and my stomach in, my head held high.
"Okay, okay. Don't flatter yourself. Isn't it military training? Is it necessary to be so serious? " Mother giggled while covering her mouth. "Oh, this is the first military training! Be sure to practice better! " Hands clenched into fists, arms bent downward, lips pressed when coming down, confident in yourself. "Well, I won't ruin your confidence!" Then I went to do my own thing.
As for me, I do something that my mother thinks is "unimportant": take a rest, stand at attention, and walk quickly what I am usually unhappy about, but now I am absorbed in it! I saw that my left foot was raised with a swish, and it was in a straight line with my knees. My toes were perpendicular to the ground as far as possible, and my body kept a short balance with one foot, looking ahead, while my right hand gripped the seams of my pants with lightning speed. My right arm seemed to instill eternal power and suddenly threw it out, with my fists inward, my fingers together and straight, but the strength seemed a little strong and my joints were faintly white.
"Oh dear!" I accidentally fell down, leaned back and hit the back of my head hard on the ground. My ass fell off and I fell into a dog's face. My brow twisted into a "Sichuan" shape, and I bit my lip, blood overflowing, and my feet bent into a "U" shape. My mother flew over as soon as she heard the sound: "I told you not to practice!" " I fell too. I think your' confidence' has long since vanished. ""no! I will practice! " I craned my neck, looked up slightly, immediately got up from the ground and continued to do those "unimportant" things.
"Alas ~ I can't help you." Mother spread out her hands, pouted and left again. I straightened up, raised my left foot "out of the queue" and jerked it back. The whole operation was done watertight. "Mom, tomorrow I will take a cup to military training! Help me prepare! " "Look! I am ready for you! " Mom pointed to the cup on the table, and I held it up, as if I smelled military training, ah! It's sweet, as if I saw what we looked like during military training, ah! Just happy!
Now I look at the dark green camouflage uniform, and I can't help shouting: "Ah! I am here for military training! " ……