那天,我们单位的年轻人到新办公楼的大厅练舞蹈,看到保安小官孤零零且严肃地坐在大门里的一张桌子旁。小官原来是机关大院门口岗亭的保安,是内蒙古草原上的人,热情似火,有一次还帮片儿警抓过一个坏蛋,局长带着慰问品和红花来看他,他收了慰问品,戴了红花,但死活不要“见义勇为”这光荣称号,说这是举手之劳更是职责所在,草原人不要整天顶着这虚头巴脑的东西,被人念叨着好累, On that day, young people in our unit practiced dancing in the lobby of the new office building and saw the security guard sitting alone and solemnly at a table in the main entrance. Small officer turned out to be the security guard at the gate of the compound courtyard, a man on the grassland in Inner Mongolia, who was passionate about fire. Once again, he helped police catch a bad guy. The secretary took him with condolences and safflower to see him. Condolences, wearing safflower, but life and death not “courageous,” this glorious title, saying that this is the only way to work, the prairie people do not hold on to this imaginary brain all day, being talked about tired ,