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2124936 2007 年 09 月 25 日 21:35 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (2) Category: Yi-Min Hospital
the summer sun is so bright, is it hard to endure, military training has finally started, my life is going on the track, but I found that I sit with this city so inconsistent.
instructors when I saw him the impression that he is a very introverted and not very talkative, should be a strict instructor, when we started to feel He's tough. Our action is to do again and again, sometimes to see people who row in the rest we are still training, I was so helpless, who is also a row of grievances we mourn. My mind was thinking how he like that? Until I found that everything he did for our good. In our quiz. The ranking was high. At that time I found he was so good, is it for us, for we have tired to his voice hoarse, but still adhere to our training. Every day we have to stand
Junzi but later I found out, as long as we stand in his time less than the other row. Leadership at a time when we will stand for a long time and, like others, but he always find a way to ease our tired, I remember one time our people stood faint row of several, not this time he turned to look at us However, it was moving, he always turned suddenly said: \, he always find a cool place to our training, when training people stand in the sun when we are in a cool place to rest. Always using his hoarse voice told us that work hard, we always slogan Hande loud. He stood like a hero we most needed to give our best to help, always, when we were bullied out of items the company commander, to rescue us. He was always for the best training for our place.
day finally came, our instructors are finally parting with us,
pandora uk, but he was like a man can hide his own vulnerability, his day review We stood back to the junction, with his voice cried: \are shouting dumb, but we know this is our last cry for the instructors. Our voices in the blue sky echoed ``````
I also can not forget his special: \paint arm to hear the voice of clothing. \With the wet feeling, maybe he will not remember the soldier with me, but I will remember my last instructor, but also remember the day we caught him half the playground, threw him to catch the scene in the air, but also forget did not go get him, but I cried the scene, but never forget, he's the last one back in the lonely, forget his shy smile. We forget that piece of playground laughter under the slogan sounds more Junzi forget the day we stand together.
not the instructors, do not play the man of that name is Wang, not my last instructor, perhaps we shall meet again, may be in each other's life path on life. But we are very well, because I did not her loneliness in this city, to find so little joy to you, because you are my instructors. `` `Goodbye instructors. `` `` Goodbye