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22125723 2007 年 04 月 20 日 10:51 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
leave forces of the day,
la gear, the sky is not raining. To leave the troops that day, that good you want to come off. Comrades all got to go,
la gear sneakers, if too many people off. I followed them to the car, I followed them waving, I think of you as I left tears. I think you'll come to see me, I think you will I waved, I think you sing our songs for me ... ... ... ... cook come home to train veterans to go home, the end of my eight years of military service. to leave the brigade, when everyone is singing this song, I still remember.
retired the day before ... ... ... ...
day will also retired, and we, the veterans will not help veterans came together. because time is running out, and we get together to cherish every minute. We laugh together on the surface do not see what is the difference with the past, but who's minds are aware, I'm going to be far apart in one day east of the Ben West. back to raise their home, back to beside their loved ones, maybe this life there will not be like this with the chance of chatting.
14:00, whistle sounded, this is our last set in the brigade. We are marching in step into the meeting room, on the line when the brigade arrived just opened the first General Assembly as the military. to consult the report, sit down, hat, chest, looked up, his hands on his knees, just like when all the appearance of new recruits. instructor to do military service mobilization, the captain announced ex command. off cap badge, badges removed, as when I also like to. turned over to the left when I secretly took a collar,
la gear sale, clutching the hands are out of the sweat, I know this wrong,
la gear footwear, but still could not help but stayed ,
la gear womens shoes, take it as my career taken troops.
4 o'clock, our first destination we bid farewell to his comrades to go, and think they will return to their home and I happy for them, but since there is no opportunity to meet, and we, the big boys have their twenties can not help but hold together in tears. forces have a saying No tears, large amount of training, we do not frown, fire fighting site, we do not retreat. which we have experienced, but now it has left the eyes of the veterans. Farewell, my comrades in arms, goodbye , my brother, let me sing you a song last.
Day and night, storm tide,
la gear on sale, and now I have to leave this place. Hug, shake hands firmly, how words of blessing is also said not enough. Both hands thousands of miles, there is always a do, let us sing a separate song. Goodbye, goodbye my dear comrades. Goodbye, goodbye my dear brother. Perhaps in the spring, perhaps in the winter, we will meet in here. Perhaps in the spring, perhaps in the winter, we will meet in here ... ...
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