走时脸红,回来时天红这件在今天听起来也许只是付之一笑的小事,在当时可是极不平常的奇事一桩。要不然,当我老了以后怎么还记得这么深。我刚参军时,曾在连部当了不足一年的通讯员,还有一个叫小常的是文书,我们俩在“连首长”手底下当“小鬼”。真的,如是搁在今天,都是地道的小孩子家。可在俺老家解放区,小小的年龄参加革命是常事儿,自己甚至别人都不拿着当小孩看。也许正因如此,若干年后我在一篇长文最后命题时,提笔写了七个字:“战争中 Blushing when it came back, when the sky was red, the little thing that may sound just a smile today may be a very unusual miracle at the time. Or else, how can I remember so much when I am old? When I first joined the army, I was a correspondent who had been in the company for less than a year. There was also a small document called an instrument. The two of us were under the control of the ”leader“. Really, if it is put on today, are authentic children’s home. In my hometown liberation area, a small age to participate in the revolution is a common occurrence, and even others do not take it as a child to see. Perhaps because of this, a few years later, when I wrote a final essay on a long article, I wrote seven words: ”During the war