Title: Days as a Soldier: Warm Memories in the Ice and Snow
Introduction: Hey, friends, today I would like to bring you a story from my own experience. Imagine wearing a heavy military uniform and accompanying my troops through the mountains to transport important supplies on a cold and windy winter day. Doesn't that sound exciting? Let me tell you, there's a lot more warmth and humanity in it than you might think.
Body:
As we all know, the life of a military is never easy. But during my service, there was one mission that I still remember – it was winter, and the temperature was almost enough to bend the iron rods. Our group of soldiers was sent to escort a much-needed supply across the rugged mountain road. To be honest, I was a little nervous and a little excited at the time.
On the eve of departure, the company commander walked up and down the ranks and told him like an old hen: "Everyone pay attention to keeping warm! Don't be careless on the road." One by one, we nodded in agreement like schoolchildren, but who didn't know it? The cold wind was much worse than the company commander's nagging.
At five o'clock in the morning, we stood next to the train in full gear. This train is not like the comfortable green car you would expect, it is old and slow, and it squeaks and seems to fall apart at any moment. But it's sturdy, as reliable as every one of our soldiers.
The train started and jolted along the tracks. The sun had not yet fully climbed the mountain, and the surroundings were white. It's beautiful to see the snow-covered trees and mountains outside, and although my hands and feet are almost frozen, I feel very warm inside.
There was no fire in the carriage for heating, and relying on each other in such conditions became the best way for us to keep warm. The old master smiled and handed over a thermos cup, "Drink some hot water to warm up." These words and the thick beard on his face seemed to radiate heat.
Suddenly, a loud "boom" interrupted my reverie – it turned out to be the sound of a nearby landslide. We quickly went into a state of alert, but luckily it didn't affect the rails.
Then the hoarse and kind voice of the eldest sister came from the carriage: "Are the young men afraid?" After smiling at her, I replied, "What are you afraid of?
Time passes slowly in chatting and playing. In the blink of an eye, we have arrived at our destination. "It's finally here!" I let out a sigh. Looking at the boxes of supplies that are about to be delivered in my hands, I am thinking about how much comfort and strength they will bring to the frontline fighters.
After the mission, go back to the empty carriage and get some coal to keep yourself warmed - after all, you have to continue the mission tomorrow!
Epilogue:
Friends, what you experience in the most difficult circumstances often becomes the most lingering part of your memory. Through simple and sincere exchanges and mutual assistance with comrades, teachers and eldest sisters, I found a deep connection and resonance between people in those cold days.
Looking back on that journey, there is no single image or event that can represent the whole story. On the contrary, every time I mention the snow-covered and shining sun-sparkling trees next to the railway, I feel a slight warmth in my heart—the emotion and memory are so real and precious.
How nice it would be if we could go back in time and experience this simple but meaningful moment again!