我在台湾念小学的时候,有一个同学是军人子弟。他的父亲大概很早就退伍了,所以没有领到太多的长俸和福利,后来务农为生,日子过得很辛苦。虽然贫困,但他家的桌子总是擦得一尘不染,厕所地板亮得反光。每次到他家吃饭,我都震慑于老伯伯一口洪亮的山东腔,以及他那威严的仪容。而他的孩子,我这位同学,尽管一身旧衣早就洗得发白,却永远穿戴得整整齐齐,一丝不苟。最近偶尔忆起童年往事,念及他家那 When I was in primary school in Taiwan, one of my classmates was a soldier of a soldier. His father retired early, so he did not receive too much pensions and benefits. Later, his life was poor and his life was very hard. Although poor, his family’s table was always spotlessly clean, and the toilet floor lit up brightly. Every time I go to his house to eat, I am shocked by the old Shandong uncle’s Shandong cavity, and his august appearance. His children, my classmate, though dressed in old clothes long white, but always wear neat, meticulous. Occasionally recall childhood memories recently, read his house that