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三年的警营生活,被岁月的年轮碾过,如同一张渗着墨汁的鉴定卡,要封入我们的档案袋了。 我们好可怜——警营不要我们了。可我们实在不愿意离开你呀——警营。 然而,离别的日子已一天天逼近。面对猩红的《退伍证书》,我们只能硬咽着,深切地呼唤:别了,警营！ 别了,龙腾虎跃的训练场,还有歌声缭绕的俱乐部;别了,如小兄弟般天真活泼的新战士,还有兄长般慈祥宽厚的首长;别了,数十人就餐时甜香的咀嚼,还有十几人深夜里奏出鼾声的交响;别了,联欢会上疯狂的舞蹈,还
Three years of police camp life, run over the years of the annual rings, as a witness card infiltrated ink, to be sealed into our portfolio. We are pitiful - police camp does not want us. But we really do not want to leave you - police camp. However, the day of departure has approached. In the face of the scarlet “certificate of veterans”, we can only hard Yan Yan, deep call: do not, police camp! Do not, Long Tigers jumping training ground, as well as singing clubs; Do not, like a naive and lively young brother like a warrior, as well as the eldest brotherly kind head; Do not, chewing dozens of people eating sweet, There are more than a dozen people who play the snoring symphony late at night; do not, crazy dance party, but also