8岁,你“英雄形象”的幻灭你从部队复员回来的那年我八岁。你穿没有肩章领徽的绿军衣,远没有照片上神气。说实话我对你有一点失望。你骑着马,驰骋在乌拉特草原上的照片,就放在我的床头。那是比奥特曼还牛的人物,同学都羡慕我有一个英雄爸爸。但那天抱着我的你,只有温和的眼神,拉碴的胡子,唯一像照片的地方,就是那身笔挺的旧军装。当然,你让我失望的地方,还不只这些。你找不到工作去路口修车,还小气得从 8 years old, your disillusionment with “heroic image” I was eight years old when you were demobilized from the army. You wear the green uniforms without the coat of arms collar badge, far no image on the air. To be honest I’m a bit disappointed with you. You ride a horse, ride in the Wula prairie photos, on my bedside. That’s a character who is even taller than Altman. My classmates envy me as a hero and father. But the one holding me that day, only mild eyes, unshaven beard, the only place like a photo, that is, the old military uniform. Of course, you disappoint me, not only this. You can not find a job to get on the road to repair the car, but also stingy from