我的老爸七十有九,是老八路军战士,穿了半辈子军装,离休前是个司令员。也许是年轻时战火的锤炼,老爸在我的印象中是紧张认真有余,轻松随意不足,尽管有这病那病的,但从不当回事儿,离休这么多年了,一天到晚忙忙碌碌的,开会、看报、种菜、养花、修自行车……难得有清闲的时候,全家人都劝他多休息,可他总是不听。 Seventy-nine of my dad is the Eighth Route Army soldier, wearing a half-life uniform, retired before a commander. May be the temper of a young war, dad in my mind is tense more serious, easily casual enough, despite the disease that disease, but not serious child, retired for so many years, all day long busy Meetings, reading newspapers, planting vegetables, gardening, repairing bicycles ... rare leisure time, the family advised him to rest, but he always does not listen.