军训的英文作文如何写？( 三 )

在我们的心中，军训是一件艰难的事。不过我相信，只要我们努力，不怕苦不怕累，这十天很快就会过去的。正如教官说的那样：流血，流汗，不流泪；掉皮，掉肉，不掉队。只要我们发扬这种吃苦耐劳的精神，八天后我们就是另一种新面貌面对班主任。
挥挥衣袖，用微笑告别今天，用崭新的面貌面对明天，向自己发出挑战，向八天后的自己预约一个奖赏，相信自己是最棒的！！
军训随感
111班艾丽莎
怀着一丝紧张，带着些许期待，我走进了一中的校园。她的古朴中透者现代，她优雅稳重却不失青春活力。浓浓的书卷气息将我包裹，差点忘了此行的目的——军训，也许苦日子才刚开始。
今天是军训第一课——练习站军姿。在绿荫掩映的走道上，我们按照教官的要求调整身姿。同学们顿时变得精神抖擞，朝气蓬勃。三伏天的太阳如火球般烘烤着大地，热浪滚滚，没过一会儿，我就汗流浃背了，豆大的汗珠从额上滚落又滑进衣领，而衣服早已变得粘乎乎的，湿漉漉的，似乎刚从水里捞起来。腿脚也不听使唤了，只觉得像踩在棉花上，软软的。时间就像一只蜗牛，缓缓爬行，就是不肯快点走``````十分钟过去了，二十分钟过去了，望着身边依旧站得笔直的同学们，我咬着牙，和她们一样，没有抱怨，没有放弃，只有坚持，再坚持``````
Class 7. WFLS. Am I too late to say it’s just like a dream come true?
Quite frankly, military training is tiring. I’ve been told a million times about how exhausted I would be as soon as I finished this grueling training, and I don’t have any objection about that. However, now, I’ve got an Yes and No! I mean, physically,Yes, I have sun-tanned skin right now and for the first time I loathe being under the sun. Not to mention my sore legs and back. But this is just the heads of the coin. Tails, which means mentally, No! My inability to find proper words to express my feelings seems more and more overwhelming. Incredible? Unbelievable? Marvellous? Extremely impeccable maybe? These words are pale in comparison to the big picture of my future life. It’s like unwittingly, you fall in love with a new group of people, you feel for everything, you fall for everything.
I don’t know if I am being sensitive here. I remember us sprint out the door to assemble because we are running late. I remember us complaining about the miserable food when it’s time for lunch. I remember us sitting weirdly comfortable in a cool dark place when other classes were sweating. I remember us sharing jaw-dropping details about our lives and feel connected to others. I remember all those moments of rapture and ecstasy, all those senses of déjà vu, all those smiles of genuine happiness.
It’s like suddenly, I am no longer a prosaic girl living a plain life. It’s been a long time since the last time I didn’t regard myself as a catastrophe. As a lonely highway.The strong hope for the future made me the girl on fire. As I spoke with some friends of my pastimes and passions, words of such silky texture poured out from my soul with unparalleled candor and cadence. The voice that issued from my lips was at once richer, deeper, stronger than I had ever produced. It was as though an inner self, a core essence, had broken free and taken control. I broke out of my niche!