时间总是愿意推着一切不断向前,许多问题,无需解决,连问题的本身都搞消失掉。记得最开始穿着臃肿的绿色作训服,提着背包行囊,坐上凌晨的绿皮火车,望着在站台下送行的父母和更远些的星星月亮,在同列的新兵战友眼泪淌过一遍再次流下,又再次擦干后,我才后知后觉地切实在心里疼了起来。似小鹰第一次离开鹰巢的孤独与留恋,似小海龟成群结队地爬向大海的恐惧与期待。从军是一个梦,现在已经在实现的过程中了。怎么仿佛又变得那么不真切呢?只听武装部长喊道:“到了,拿好自己的东西。别落 Time is always willing to push everything forward, many problems, without resolution, even the problem itself disappear. I remember the beginning wearing bloated green training suit, carrying a backpack luggage, get on the green train in the early morning, looking at the station to send their parents and farther beyond the moon in the same recruits and comrades tear tears again Shed, once again wipe dry, I did not know it until after the pain actually hurt. Like a Kitty Hawk left the lonely nest for the first time and nostalgia, like turtles turtles to climb to the sea in horror and look forward to. The military is a dream and is now in the process of realizing it. How does it seem to have become so insignificant? Just listen to the armed minister shouted: ”To, take your own things.