有一种说法:一个人一生总要有几个知心朋友。我也未能免俗,比较亲密的朋友也有几个,而小于就是其中之一。小于,当然是几十年前的称呼,不过,至今偶尔见面或在通电话时还是这个习惯的叫法。他呢?还是称我老石,其实,我比他仅仅大十一个月而已。小于是我机要战线的同行和小同乡,我们俩无话不谈。他所在的那个军1950年冬天与其他兄弟部队入朝,一过江就在零下40度的风雪东线作战。 There is a saying: a person always have a few intimate friends. I am also not immune, there are a few more close friends, and less than one of them. Less than, of course, a few decades ago, but so far, occasionally meet or call the habit of this call. He? Still called me a stone, in fact, I am only eleven months longer than he only. Less than my confrontation counterparts and small fellow, we both talk about it. The army he was in entered the Korean Peninsula in the winter of 1950 with other brothers and troops, and once the river crossed the eastern side of the snowstorm minus 40 degrees.