作为一名书记员,我与当事人的距离是零。我的感情经常会跟着他们起伏跌宕。墙角边蹲着一位老人,上身着一件七十年代的蓝制服,一顶破草帽遮住了老人大部分脸庞,那双颤抖的手紧紧地握着手中的拐杖。没有看见老人的眼睛,他始终低着头注视着脚下,我注意到那是一双沾满泥巴的脚。这就是本案中的申请人——康海,一位渴望亲情更胜金钱的老人。 As a clerk, my distance from the client is zero. My feelings often follow their ups and downs. Squatting around the corner an old man, dressed in a blue uniform of the seventies, a straw hat to cover most of the elderly face, shaking hands shaking hands crutches. Did not see the eyes of the elderly, he always stared down at the foot, I noticed that it was a pair of muddy feet. This is the applicant in this case - Kang Hai, an old man who craves his family to win more money.