那天上午,我在空政话剧团的院子里等毛孩。过了一会儿,我远远看到一个胸前挂着包的小孩走了过来,他大肆地打着哈欠拼命地揉着眼睛,仿佛在表达对睡眠不足的愤怒,这让眼睛近视的我以为他是旁边学校里一个迟到的小男生。很快他走近了,等近到我可以确认此人就是毛孩的时候,我想起了那句老话:革命人永远是年 That morning, I was waiting for the hair child in the courtyard of the air force Repertory Theater. After a while, I saw a child with a dangling bag over her chest walking over. He tried his utmost to yawn as hard as rubbing his eyes, as if expressing anger at lack of sleep, which made my eyes myopic. Is a late school boy next to the school. Soon he approached, and so close to when I can confirm that this person is a hairy child, I remembered the old saying goes: Revolutionary people will always be the year