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眼前镜子里照出的人,一身橄榄绿的公 安制服,大盖帽上闪闪着红彤彤的国 徽,透出一股英豪之气。 每天对镜整衣,那份满足已习以为常。但今天不同,他感到如芒刺在背。橄榄绿刺目,红彤彤刺心。 他喜爱警察制服,自1970年从农场调到市公安局工作,他总是一如既往地穿着制服走上岗位。风里来雨里去,一腔热血为人民。警察,这是一个多么崇高的职业。母亲更是笑得合不拢嘴,把他的民警照片着色后放在大镜框里,每天
In front of the mirror according to the people, an olive green uniform, big cap flashing red national emblem, revealed an atmosphere of heroic. Mirror dressing every day, that satisfaction has become accustomed to. But today is different, he felt like a prick in the back. Olive green glazed, red thorn sting. He loves police uniforms and has been transferred from the farms to the City Public Security Bureau since 1970, and he always goes uniformed as always. Wind and rain to go, a cavity of blood for the people. Police, this is a noble career. His mother smiled ear to ear, put his police photos on a large picture frame after coloring, every day