1949年初冬的一天,刚刚获得新生的北京,到处充满着祥和欢快的气氛。临近中午,一辆吉普车出现在宽阔的长安街上。车内坐着一位约莫30来岁的青年,两道浓黑的剑眉,一双炯炯有神的眼睛,显得聪慧、机智。一管悬胆高鼻则为他平添几分刚毅、潇洒,虽身着便装,却仍然能看出他军人的气质。此时,他两眼平视前方,若有所思。 不一会儿,车子驶进了中南海,在勤政殿门口停下。 One day in the early winter of 1949, Beijing, just reborn, is full of peaceful and cheerful atmosphere. Near noon, a jeep appeared in the broad Chang’an Avenue. The car sat a young man about 30 years old, two thick black Jianmei, a pair of piercing eyes, it is bright and witty. A tube of high nose, Dan added a bit of fortitude for him, carefree, though dressed in casual wear, but still be able to see the temperament of his soldiers. At this point, he looked flat at the front, thoughtfully. A short while later, the car drove into Zhongnanhai and stopped at the gate of Qin Zhengdian.