老局长将一枚徽章递过，金黄色的字、红红的底，＊中国税务＊四个刚劲的字体，静静躺在我手里。好比一阵劲风掠过，本来波平如镜的海洋，霎时浪涛激荡。儿童、少年，红领巾、团徽，紧紧握住的右拳，。发出的是一个铮铮的誓言，然而，在一双明亮、纯净的眸子里，社会仍然是朦胧 The old director handed a badge, golden words, red bottom, * China tax * four bold font, quietly lying in my hand. For example, while the breeze swept past the wave as the mirror of the ocean, an instant wave of agitation. Children, adolescents, red scarves, group emblem, right hand grip tightly. Issued a clank oath, however, in a pair of bright, pure eyes, the community is still hazy