我和法兰西军队的废品:病残的、伤残的、无能的、共产主义的、无政府主义的、漏网的、疯疯癫癫的、神经有毛病的人在一个仓库里度过了奇怪的战争的一大段时间。我们喝了很多酒,主要是红酒。我们有的是时间,用睡觉、玩牌、旷工来打发。所有这些事我都积极参与,尤其是喝红酒。我竟然是个知识分子,这让同伴们目瞪口呆。他们中的一个人有一天问我这辈子干什么营生;我 I and the waste of the French army: sick, disabled, incompetent, communist, anarchist, slip-on, crazy, deaf-man spent a weird war in a warehouse For a long time. We drank a lot of wine, mainly red wine. We have time to go to sleep, play cards and absenteeism. I am actively involved in all these things, especially drinking red wine. I turned out to be an intellectual, which made my companions stunned. One of them asked me one day what I did in my life;