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I tried to write a military memoir and sent it to several young people who had served in the army. To my surprise, there was a strong resonance. They suggested that I write it into a novel. I felt that it was a bit old and I was afraid that people would not like it. Finally, a young soldier on active duty told me, uncle, just feel free to write boldly. The generation gap does not exist for people who have worn military uniforms. Because our mission remains unchanged and our original intentions remain unchanged, we all left our youth behind in the hot military camp. This sentence touched me deeply. Yes, the youth of our generation has truly remained in the military camp. It is a jar of fine wine, brewed with the youth and blood of countless veterans like me. Whenever we open it, it is given life and becomes more fragrant with time. Today's military dramas in film and television are made up randomly in order to cater to the market, through idols, and are full of delusions and obscenity. Real veterans are not willing to read these fabricated stories at all. Because it blasphemes our youth. There is also friendship, comrades-in-arms and brothers, and the blending of flesh and blood in our youth stories. There is also love in the stories of our youth, which is ignorant and pure, just like the flawless white gardenia. Although it is not bright, it is full of fragrance. Of course, we will eventually take off the brochure and receive the flower, but this does not affect the pure land in our hearts that we have spent our lives caring for. After all, we have met.