尚年轻的莫老那时在镇上教书。有一天,远处传来隆隆的炮声,他讲完了最后一课,就投笔从戎去了。那是一个严寒的冬天,冬天行军是很苦的。一个文弱书生被鼓涨的被囊和枪支累得气喘吁吁。这是他第一次上战场。第一次上战场就差点掉了队。在队伍穿过一个集镇时,他看到一个披头散发的女人,手里拿着一块银元,疯了似地边诉说边嚎啕。战士们都板着一样的面孔,怀着一个庄严的使命,视若无睹地匆匆前进。如果他只是 The young Mocha then taught in the town. One day, there was a rumbling cannon in the distance. After he finished the last lesson, he went to invest in a pen. It was a cold winter. It was very bitter to march in the winter. A weak scholar was tired and breathless by his bulging tactics and guns. This is his first time on the battlefield. The first time on the battlefield, he almost dropped the team. As the team crossed a market town, he saw a woman with a beard and a silver dollar in her hand, and ran wildly to tell Bentham. The soldiers all wore the same face, with a solemn mission, and hurriedly marched forward. If he only