一次在馬克思—恩格思广場上游行的时候,我又見到了他。他穿着将軍服,站在講坛上。我已經好几年沒有看見他了,这是一个不平常的会見。和煦的风吹着,紅旗飘揚。这时候,海因茨低头向我们致意,并招招手。他的臉上浮起素常那种带点窘、带些沉思,既关心而又稚气的微笑。我是在十年前認识他的。那时候整个柏林青年联盟都知道这件事。 When I marched on the Marx-Engels Square, I met him again. He was wearing a military uniform and stood on the pulpit. I have not seen him for years, this is an unusual meeting. Warm breeze blowing, the red flag waving. At this moment, Heinz bowed his compliments to us and waved his hand. His face floated the usual kind of embarrassed, some thoughtful, care and childlike smile. I met him ten years ago. At that time, the entire youth league in Berlin knew about it.