Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o'clock in the Morning?

Chapter 18 : The radiant youth! !

What is the meaning of hard work?

Some people say it is to satisfy their inner pursuits,

Some people say it is to meet the expectations of others,

Some people say that it is for success in official career……..

But in my opinion,

Self-discipline, hard work, struggle,

All up and positive nouns,

Representative,

It is youth.

No matter how decadent the old man is, he once had absurd dreams of freedom.

No matter how humble and weak the knight is, he will long for one day to be able to protect the girl from the homeland with a white horse and silver spear, and then die heroically.

No matter how timid and weak, the soldier would imagine wearing a war flag, charging into battle, and standing at the forefront of the border.

And work hard,

Just for myself one day,

In those moments when it’s your turn to come forward,

You can really come forward,

Guard the things you want to guard.

nothing else.

Boy,

In fact, I also understand in my heart,

Not everyone is a genius.

Not everyone,

Can become the hero that thousands of people admire.

But this does not mean,

We cannot be our own heroes.

Monsters have the way monsters fight,

Ordinary people have the direction of ordinary people’s efforts,

Maybe there will be a difference,

But the same is,

We are all fighting and working hard for the goal of justice.

Can’t give up dreams because of the complexity of reality,

Can’t give up pursuing because of the remoteness of dreams.

Because history only favors stalwarts, strugglers, and fighters,

Instead of waiting for those who hesitate, slack, or fear difficulties.

Only when you live hard, you have weight;

Run forward to get there.

Every class we have taken, every actual battle we participated in, every stage we took,

Every bullet, every punch,

Every success and failure, every fall and rise,

Will leave a mark in our lives,

There will always be an impact on our future in a special way.

remember,

You are not alone.

When you beat your body,

The large Sea Kings thousands of meters high in the Calm Belt are roaring at the sea;

When you hone your spear skills,

The snow-white seagulls on the other side of the Red Line are flapping their wings across the sky;

When you study late at night,

The bright starry sky of Raftel at the end of the world is scattered with colorful Madara;

So young,

Don’t worry,

When you are working hard and self-discipline for your own future,

Those scenery that you feel you never see,

The people you don’t think you will ever see in your life,

Those stages that you think you will never be on,

In fact, it is coming to you step by step.

You are never alone,

The young man who worked hard in the night,

The whole world is yours,

The whole world is waiting for you.

This is the best stage in our lives.

Yang’s self-confidence on the face,

The kindness that grows in my heart,

Abundance of knowledge in the brain,

The bone and dignity melted into the blood,

The strength portrayed in life,

A faint smile on the corner of his mouth,

There are dreams hidden in my heart.

….….

This is our youth,

The youth who speaks without shame and shines brightly.

──”On the Meaning of Effort”, Marine College No. 6 freshman, Roy.

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“Very shocking, isn’t it?”

Crane Vice Admiral’s eyes are reddish and authentic, and his slightly old eyes are full of emotion.

But the corner of her mouth was filled with a pleased smile.

It’s like a flower that glows with youth again.

Everyone was silent.

They had never seen such a compelling and straightforward words.

Roy’s “class” essay, which is short and less than a thousand words, actually made them feel passionate in their hearts.

They only felt that something hot was about to gush out in their chests.

The heroes were all teenagers.

And youth and passion have always been synonymous with yearning.

Reading this passage word by word,

Every one of them seemed to think of himself in his youth,

That era of innocence, youthfulness, ignorance, and full of energy.

Yes,

When did it start,

Do you gradually deny the meaning of effort?

When did it start?

Do you no longer have sincere hopes and expectations for the future?

Everyone used to be a teenager.

They are no exception.

Thought of here,

They raised their heads subconsciously,

His eyes fell on the school field in the distance,

On that figure.

Then they were all stunned.

Because they all saw an incredible scene.

Everyone,

Yes,

Every freshman in a military academy,

Those new students who should have been stolen by lying on the ground, resting and catching fish,

All from the heart,

Involuntarily,

Follow the master who wrote this paper,

Conscious and self-disciplined training began again.

Maybe it’s because of being inspired?

Or maybe it’s because Roy saved their lives just now?

The old guys don’t know.

But at this moment,

Watching the heat wave rolling in and the dust roaring on the school field,

That hundreds of freshmen,

One by one immature and young faces,

Gritted his teeth,

Dripping sweat,

Working hard,

Struggling,

Training hard,

It’s like a bunch of delicate flowers chasing each other.

They all laughed heartily.

That kid named Roy,

Maybe he really has something greater and unknown than Akainu and the three of them,

Just like a seagull on the edge of a cliff trying to spread its wings,

And like the arrogant winter plum in the ice and snow,

Is it radiant youth?

“Zephyr…”

Kong said suddenly.

“Huh?” Zephyr paused.

Smiled empty, his eyes in a trance,

“Do what you want to do.”

“I don’t know why, I was actually looking forward to it.”