In 9th grade, I joined a military training (军训) camp. The special eye-opener forced my friends away, who were 1 to be away from their families while I turned excited at the 2 .
In the camp, the 3 was the first challenge. Honestly, I started to be 4 to my parents, who had insisted on doing my part at home. It's not as easy as it sounds. Not to mention, they had to do everything themselves, from dishes to 5 , for us without complaint. But in the camp, we got only 20 minutes during the break to make our beds, sweep the floor and do the washing.
Besides, from the moment I arrived, the camp impressed me most with a sense of 6 . The days were long and demanding, filled with 7 designed to push us to our limits. We had a(n)8 instructor whistling loudly at 5 a.m. Waken up early on cold December mornings, we were 9 to run four laps before breakfast. It was a real 10 . If one failed, the whole team got two more laps.
Gradually, the pain 11 . Later in the mountain climbing competition with Boy Team, we Girl Team was the champion! After those freezing mornings, we 12 it. Each member of our team worked so hard on our skills. 13 , the shared experiences taught us a lesson of 14 . We relied on each other for support. Overall, the experience, like the sun in that winter, warms my heart and 15 my way.
