In addition to learning culture, foreign languages and maintenance techniques well, we are often awakened by the emergency call of "emergency assembly" in the middle of the night. Everyone dressed in the dark, put on their backpacks, and marched for the last 10 km against the bleak moonlight overhead, leaving only the exhausted way home. There was an emergency party and I slept soundly. I put on my clothes in a panic, packed my backpack and ran to the playground outside, because there is a time limit for emergency gathering, and the sooner the better. I dashed forward dejectedly, and the bright moonlight shone brightly on the white powder wall. I thought it was space, so I bumped into it. In an instant, my head was dizzy and my nose was sore. I screamed "Ah-",but I ran to the playground first despite the pain. Out of the barracks, I walked in the barren hills for more than an hour and returned to the camp. I was verbally praised by the district captain for my minor injuries and quick action. But my nose was swollen and I grinned with pain.

In early spring, we boys and girls went hiking together, and the highest mountain in the mountain-Maihuang Mountain was our goal. Everyone sang songs all the way, climbed mountains, picked pinecones from pine trees and took pictures with seagull cameras. The grass-green military uniform and the lush pines on the mountain set each other off. Men and women soldiers, climbing mountains and mountains, helping each other, jumping over clear streams, holding hands and singing childhood songs. Singing and laughter rang, and the joy of childhood came back to us. Everyone is running, jumping and laughing happily. In less than two hours, they climbed to the top of Maihuang Mountain, which is more than 400 meters high. From a distance, you can see all the mountains around you, and Shan Lan is connected into one piece, with lush trees and colorful colors. The hazy mountain village in the distance is an elegant ink painting in the northern mountain village, braving the smoke of cooking. Everyone sat on the flat grass, the male soldiers turned on the red flag radio, and melodious music echoed in the mountain stream ... At this time, the female soldiers with golden voices opened their mouths-"The golden mountains in Beijing shine everywhere, and Chairman Mao is the golden sun ..." The loud voice resounded through the sky and echoed in the silent valley. Simple and lovely soldiers, completely immersed in a happy atmosphere.

Now, I have taken off my grass-green military uniform and come to the beautiful coastal city of Qingdao to become a recruit on the foreign trade front. But the history of being a soldier has been injected into my life. The green memory will remain in my mind forever; Beautiful national defense green will always be my favorite!

Ah, the soldier is a tree, the branches hold up the blue sky, and the leaves rustle in the wind, which are clearly strings of green notes. Green has continued my life and given me wisdom, strength and courage. I have been a soldier all my life and never regret it!

Some people say that people's memory will decline year by year, the color will gradually fade, as if it were faded by the sun, and many things will be forgotten. However, the green memory is the most unforgettable in my life, and it will never be erased in my memory.